Several days later.
A surgical mask.
A pair of sunglasses.
A cap.
Zhang Ye was all wrapped up as he returned to China quietly.
The moment he got off the plane, a car from the studio came to pick him up. He got in and passed an address that Ning Lan wrote for him to the driver. Without going home, he headed straight for that location. Along the way, he even found a stall where he bought a drawer of soup dumplings, two fried dough sticks, and a bowl of savory tofu pudding. After being on a plane overnight, he was hungry. As he gorged himself with the food, he kept praising how delicious it was. Home-cooked food was still the best thing ever. It was a pity he didn't have time to get some stewed pork liver. Hence, Zhang Ye decided that he must eat enough stewed pork liver and
An hour later.
The car arrived at the destination.
