Jiang Chen didn't disturb Fang Qing's work, and after finishing a late-night meal, he got up and patted his clothes.
"Still, make sure to rest, be careful of sudden death, I just saw news about it recently, one..."
Jiang Chen was well-meaningly reminding her, but his words were cut off by a scolding.
"Not a chance of getting ivory out of a dog's mouth!"
"Can't recognize a good heart."
Jiang Chen sighed, then planned to leave.
"Take the garbage with you."
Fang Qing shouted.
"I bought the late-night snack, and I have to take the garbage too?"
Jiang Chen complained.
"Is it that hard? It's just a small effort."
Really, not a bit of host's awareness at all.
However, Jiang Chen was a broad-minded person, didn't make a big deal out of it, as he had been bullied by this childhood friend since he was young, and deep down he was somewhat used to it.
"I'm leaving."
