"Then I sincerely invite Mr. Ji to come to my house to cook a meal, otherwise I will starve to death."

"No problem." Ji Qingyan said: "There is almost enough food in the refrigerator. I will go to the supermarket to buy some later and then go find you."

"OK."

Almost two hours later, Ji Qingyan drove to Jiuzhou Pavilion.

I saw in the study room a mess of information files and strings of program codes that I couldn't understand.

Ji Qingyan realized that Lin Yi seemed to be busier than she thought.

"Okay, you go about your business. I'll cook and I'll be ready soon." Ji Qingyan said.

"Just do whatever you want, don't make it too much trouble."

"Oh, why do you care so much about cooking for me as a woman?" Ji Qingyan pushed Lin Yi into the kitchen, "Just wait and eat."

Ji Qingyan was not a fast cook, and it took almost an hour to finish the meal.

Braised pork ribs, winter melon and shrimp, cucumber scrambled eggs, cold vermicelli, and a beef and persimmon soup.

It can be said to be very rich.

After the meal, Ji Qingyan took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes. Lin Yi did nothing but eat.

In Zhonghai at night, the lanterns are on.

Colorful neon lights illuminate this city that never sleeps.

In the study room, the light from the screen shone on Lin Yi's face, which was meticulous and serious.

Ji Qingyan put on silk pajamas, with her legs exposed, lying on the sofa in the study room, holding a report in her hand and revising it, just like the quietest picture painted by an artist.

Everything outside has nothing to do with these two people.

Although he didn't say anything, he could feel the other person's presence.

For both of them, this place seems to feel a little more like home.
Chapter completed!