Jiang's grandfather rested his hands on his head, carefully pondering the whole situation.
Jiang She must follow his arrangements!
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That same evening, in the apartment, Jiang She took out a few bottles of alcohol and cooked some dishes, specifically waiting for Wen Zhiyao to come home.
The person who had been busy all day returned home, and as soon as she entered the door, the aroma of food in the house attracted her taste buds and made her mouth water.
"Being able to have a meal as soon as I come home is simply too blissful." Wen Zhiyao put her bag casually to one side, preparing to sit down at the table, when Jiang She reminded her.
"Surely you haven't washed your hands yet? You're a grown-up, do I have to remind you to do such things?"
Wen Zhiyao laughed, "The food smells so good that I forgot. Wait a moment, I'll be right back."