Lin Zhaonan returned home tired and with weak legs. The hairstyle that he had styled before leaving the house had long been messed up. It was as listless as his expression.
It was too exciting. He had never taken part in such an exciting event in his life.
He thought of Lin Gantang's lies and coaxing, as well as Wen Yanqing's smiling eyes...
Who was it? Who was the one who brought Lin Gantang to try that first? He wanted to catch him and throw him off the bungee jumping platform ten times!
Mr. Lin came out of the kitchen and saw his half-dead appearance. He was disgusted. "Why did you come back? You look like a ghost."
Lin Zhaonan looked at the apron on his body and the flour on his hands. He felt that his life, which had just returned from the bungee jumping platform, was going to be lost at his dad's dining table.
Life was always making things difficult for him.
"Dad, let Auntie Zhang cook. You're so busy." Lin Zhaonan struggled.
