Xie Baola looked in his direction, "After all, this is your home, I wouldn't dare to mess around without permission."
Chen Jiayan almost burst into laughter because of her.
The person who had tried every means to come to his house was saying this kind of thing?
"You can do whatever you want, just stay out of the kitchen."
Xie Baola didn't give up, "I can really help you out!"
"No need!"
Chen Jiayan was resolute and clear-cut.
Xie Baola grumbled, "Fine then."
There was nothing good on the television.
During the New Year period, the same programs were being repeated over and over.
To add a bit more noise to the house, Xie Baola left the television on.
Seeing Chen Jiayan seriously handling the ingredients, Xie Baola stood up and left the living room.
His home was a three-bedroom apartment.
It was quite spacious.
And very tidy.
It's just that there were few possessions.
It felt rather empty.
Just like him.
