"The chip should only be a part of it, the rest of the information must be in the hands of the others from Iverson."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Quan Yimo and others slightly changed.
"Hungry?" Quan Jingwu rubbed her head, asking.
Jian Qing hummed in response, her eyes shining brilliantly at him, "Cook for me."
"Alright." He indulged her and agreed.
"I'll go to the kitchen with you." She got up and grabbed his hand.
Everyone watched as the pair headed toward the kitchen, both the couples' teams looked stunned.
Jingwu cooking?
Isn't this a joke?
The kitchen won't blow up, will it?
Seeing everyone else's concern, Bai Jue kindly reminded, "Don't worry, the kitchen won't explode. You all will still see tomorrow's sun."
Everyone laughed awkwardly.
In the kitchen, Jian Qing stood by, watching the man washing the vegetables, a smile lighting up her eyes.
"Xiaojing, shall I make chocolates for you again when I get back?"
