"Zheng Ren, when you buy vegetables, do you know how they're cooked?" Xie Yiren asked with a smile while driving.
"If I can do a CT radiographic film of leeks and garlic, I should be able to tell," Zheng Ren said seriously.
Zheng Ren's mood was unprecedentedly relaxed as he talked nonsense and waited to go home for dinner. He nestled in the Aston Martin's seat and was very comfortable.
Xie Yiren was also very relaxed and spoke a lot more than usual.
It was the evening rush hour and the traffic was slow. The two of them were not in a hurry. They walked slowly and chatted along the way.
Zheng Ren gradually understood why Little Yiren wanted him to buy vegetables. After all, there were Chang Yue and Su Yun at home. Although they were not strangers, there was still a difference between the two of them.
This was quite good.
