Chen Kainan's body swayed slowly to the rhythm of the music, as if at this moment, he was the happiest person in the whole world.
He liked this feeling and enjoyed every trip he made from home to there.
Shortly after.
He arrived smoothly at No. 139, Guanghua Village.
The gate opened automatically as it sensed the license plate.
The ferocious dogs he had raised by hand, hearing the familiar sound, rushed to the door with their tails wagging and tongues lolling, howling as if a group of vassals were greeting their greatest king.
Chen Kainan parked the car, unfastened the seatbelt, got out of the car with a smile, and after closing the yard gate, he didn't greet the pack of dogs but went straight to the kitchen on the first floor.
He took out all the fresh ingredients he had bought and then took out two fresh mandarin fish from the fridge.
