Huang Jing, who rose the next day, felt completely rejuvenated, "Not bad, not bad at all."
Too lazy to cook breakfast, she simply went to buy it at the entrance of the residential complex.
After all, even if she went to the supermarket to buy frozen food, isn't that still money? And she'd have to get up early to prepare it, when she could be resting instead?
Especially since Ho Zhen, who wouldn't pay or help prepare the food, always had this or that to criticize. The original owner would indulge him.
But with someone else in her place, there was no way she would cater to his whims. Want breakfast? Sure, just go outside the complex and buy it ready-made.
If you think it's unsafe, unhygienic, or too expensive, no problem, you can go to the supermarket and buy ingredients, and then get up and cook for yourself.
As for Ho Zhen, who both complained about the original owner's cooking and was unwilling to cook or buy groceries himself, from now on, there would be no cooking at home.
