"I'll leave this side of things to you."
Aunt Hao nodded and quickly brewed some black coffee. After a moment's thought, she really did add a bit of milk to it. Knocking on the door before entering the study, she found Qin Zhiyou indeed smoking, the room swirling with smoke. Aunt Hao placed the coffee on the desk, and without even lifting his head, Qin Zhiyou took a sip and realized milk had been added, "What's this?"
"Young Madam just said not to drink black coffee anymore, and to add some milk in the future, as it's bad for the stomach," Aunt Hao glanced at the cigarette between his fingers, "Young Madam also said that even if work is stressful, you shouldn't smoke."
Qin Zhiyou paused, "Did she say anything else?"