While Jing Rui was explaining the "few" that he had talked about, Jing Zhi drove straight to his brother's Villa and started to eat.
The chef had made a lot of delicious food. Jing Zhi didn't touch Shuyin's favorite chicken wings, but he didn't miss anything else.
Today, he finally understood that it didn't matter if he offended his brother, but the important thing was that he couldn't offend Shuyin!
If he ate his brother's food, he would at most scold him as a "foodie" and "only gain strength and not brains". But if he ate Shuyin's chicken wings, he might wake up in North America the next day!
By the time Jing Zhi was full, the sky had already darkened.
In order to prevent his brother from seeing him when he got home and remembering what happened in the morning, Jing Zhi quickly drove back home.
Other than the lack of a chef, everything in his house was very friendly and familiar. He liked it very much.
