"Mr. Xiaocheng, come on in and join us. I'll cook some late-night snacks for you." Jiang Lin pushed Fu Sitian inside while calling out to the Assistant.
"Alright!" The Assistant had just agreed with a smile when Fu Sitian, from the opposite side, quickly turned his head back and shot him a fierce glare. The Assistant's advancing foot immediately retracted as if by reflex.
"No need, no need, my girlfriend is already waiting for me at home. You guys go ahead, I'm leaving."
Before he even finished speaking, he had run off like a wisp of smoke.
What a weirdo.
Jiang Lin muttered to herself as she helped Fu Sitian settle down at the dining table, "You rest here for a while, I'll go cook you a bowl of noodles."
"No need!" Fu Sitian reflexively refused.
Was this a joke, eating instant noodles again?
He didn't want that!
