It was almost noon, and Yan Jia had no intention of leaving.

Ji Changmu had no choice but to take the initiative to evict the guest: "Yan Jia, do you plan to stay in my apartment for a day?"

"No way?"

"Is it interesting for two men to spend time together?"

"Old Ji, I just like to stay with you." Yan Jia smiled and said, "What a good-looking man you are, it's so pleasing to the eye."

"..." Ji Changmu stood up with an indifferent expression, "Then just sit down and I'll go out."

"Where are you going? It's raining outside!"

"Go to the supermarket."

Yan Jia:?

Supermarket? He would never go to a place like a supermarket in eight hundred years.

Something's wrong, Ji Changmu wouldn't have gone before.

Something's wrong, something's wrong.

"Lao Ji, where's your driver? Where's your assistant? Where's the nanny? If you want to buy anything, just call me."

"Buy some groceries." Ji Changmu didn't bother to tell him anymore. It was getting late and his brother was about to finish school.

He put on his coat, tied his scarf, and left.

Of course Yan Jia couldn't stay alone, so he had to leave with him.

"Lao Ji, you're not going to cook for that little girl again, are you? I heard from Liang Yu yesterday. He said that it was the first time he saw you cooking, but he didn't let him eat with you."

Ji Changmu thought he talked too much, so he ignored him and went straight to the parking lot to pick up the car.

It was raining lightly outside, and the sky was overcast with dark clouds.

"No, I should stay and try your cooking, Lao Ji. To be honest, I'm curious, can the food you cook be eaten?"

"Yan Jia, I think you have a lot of free time. Why don't you go back and think about how to keep your film and television company. If you can't keep it, we will completely part ways, and I may not return to China for a few years."

"..." Yan Jia was really convinced by this man, and he was in a better mood.

He gets irritable when the Yan family's affairs are mentioned, and even more irritable when it comes to returning home.

He has rarely returned to China in recent years. He is living freely and contentedly in New York. He would rather spend his whole life without success than return to China to be a puppet and a substitute for his elder brother.

Anyway, he was scolded by the old man for being useless for thirty years.

Ji Changmu picked up the car and drove out of the community.

Yan Jia asked for trouble and left.

When he arrived at the supermarket, Ji Changmu picked in the vegetable section.

He has not touched these things for many years, and now he is no longer the young man who paid off his father's debts, but he still remembers the hardships he endured back then.

After picking the vegetables, he went to pick some meat and brought some cat food to Feifei.

He didn't stay in the supermarket for too long. He counted the time and cooked a few dishes for Qiao Muyuan after returning to the apartment.

Feifei was spinning around at his feet, and the light rain outside the window was pattering on the window glass.

This kind of time is simple and peaceful. It is one of the few pure times he has had in recent years. It is so leisurely that he will never forget it, just like that time in that small red building facing south.

"Professor!" Qiao Muyuan arrived as scheduled at noon, dropped his bag and walked to the kitchen, "I'm back, it smells so good!"

The little girl has forgotten the unpleasantness last night and seems to be in a good mood.

"Professor, what are you doing?" She came up to take a look, "It's braised shrimp! Shrimp! I like to eat it!"

She jumped close to the oil pan, but Ji Changmu pulled her away: "Stay away, be careful with the oil."

"Professor, you are so kind! It turns out that you can cook so many dishes! They are all for me to eat alone, right?"
Chapter completed!