He took a couple of glances at Mo Shangjun and couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth lift in amusement. This girl loved to play her cunning tricks in such situations.
Of course, it was all in good fun, and... quite cute, actually.
"Let's go with the second-to-last item."
After putting down the list, Ya Tianxing offered his suggestion.
"Then let's just do the last one,"
Mo Shangjun casually countered.
"..." Ya Tianxing paused, looking at her speechlessly, "You're asking me just to eliminate options?"
Glancing at the hot milk in her cup, Mo Shangjun's eyes darkened slightly, "Can't help it, the elderly are rather superficial."
Ya Tianxing gave her a sidelong glance, "Drink it."
After a moment's hesitation, Mo Shangjun looked disdainfully at the cup in her hand and said solemnly, "This milk thing—"
"Can show care for your subordinates," Ya Tianxing interjected brusquely.
Mo Shangjun: "..."
Dammit.