Ji Mingqian was getting enthusiastic when a sudden cold flash swept by on the side.
Under the light, the sharp knife glittered with an icy chill.
Ji Mingqian chuckled, "I'll stop talking, my mouth is shut. I've just gotten back, no need to greet me with a kitchen knife."
Chu Chen snorted coldly and continued chopping tomatoes.
By the time dinner was ready, it was almost ten o'clock.
Ye Jiuliang had just sat down when his phone rang.
Gu Xinuo glanced over, a teasing smile on her lips.
"Ajiu, your significant other is quickly checking in on you."
"Go on, eat," Ye Jiuliang laughed and cursed, taking his phone and walking towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The night view of the suburbs lacked some of the noise and hustle of the city center, an isolating sorrow revealing a unique tragic beauty.
Between the swaying tree shadows, one could barely make out the sparse twinkling of stars.
"Why are you up so early?" Ye Jiuliang's lips curled into a warm smile.
