Chen Bin didn't turn off the computer; he just left it as it was.
After putting it back to a half-open, half-closed state, he went downstairs.
At this moment, he happened to see Ji Ruyi returning home from shopping, and he spoke up proactively.
"Ji, I won't be coming for dinner tonight, so you don't need to cook for me."
"Oh, alright!"
Seeing Ji Ruyi's expression was as usual, as if nothing had happened, Chen Bin instinctively asked another question.
"Did anyone visit the house yesterday?"
"Other than my daughter who came by once, no one else came over."
This statement shocked Chen Bin, "What's your daughter's name?"
"Ji Min."
"Which Min, as in nimble?"
"Who is it? What's the matter?"
"Nothing, it's just that it sounds like a good name."
It was only at this moment that Chen Bin understood that the "Minmin" was Ji Ruyi's daughter.
He thought to himself, "Little girl, just wait and see how I'll deal with you later!"
