After getting in the car, Fang Yi asked, "Want to go check on the pharmaceutical factory?"
Zhao Yuan retorted as he buckled his seatbelt, "What, are we out of ingredients for the formula again?"
Fang Yi was instantly exasperated. He said helplessly, "Come on, is that the only reason you think I'd ask you to come to the factory?"
"Isn't it?" Zhao Yuan glanced back at him. "You tell me. When has there ever been a time you've asked me to the factory that wasn't because you were rushing me to mix a new batch after running out of raw materials?"
"Uh... I guess you have a point." Fang Yi felt a bit awkward as he thought back on it.
