At this time, on the other side.
After Jiang Siyan learned that Jiang Jiu wouldn't be coming home for dinner that day, he continued to work overtime at the company and sent a message to Jiang Yi, telling him to sort out his own dinner.
Jiang Siyan naturally wouldn't let him continue to mess around in the kitchen, so he gave him money to order takeout.
Drinking coffee and looking through documents, Jiang Siyan's phone rang at just that moment.
Picking it up, he saw it was a message from Bai Yiran.
[Jiujiu is mine tonight.]
Below it, there was a picture attached: a woman with a curvaceous figure slightly bent over, applying lipstick in a mirror.
Jiang Jiu seldom wore heavy makeup, nor did she often apply brightly colored lipstick.
The makeup bag next to her clearly wasn't her own.
The lipstick in Jiang Jiu's hand was fiery red, and on her already clear and clean face, it added an enchanting hue, her long hair swept to one side, strikingly beautiful.
