When they returned to the Grand Lake Villa area, it was already late at night. The world was dark, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier. Dense raindrops splattered on the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of them, the refracted light also seemed somewhat lost and lost.
Mama Wang had returned to the countryside for the past two days. There were no servants at home, so the entire house seemed very quiet.
There was also a faint fragrance in the air. Along with the desolate wind, such a night seemed to be infinitely peaceful. However, one could occasionally hear suppressed coughs.
Qi Lei took off his windbreaker and stood in front of the French window to look for a while before turning around and walking into the kitchen.
He skillfully washed the rice, cooked the rice, then washed and cut the vegetables.
