Smelling the aroma and looking at the dishes on the table, Jin Shouyun was taken aback.
He was a genius of the Outer Sect and a connoisseur. Seeing such exquisite dishes with perfect color, aroma, and taste, he knew well that they weren't something affordable to ordinary people.
"What are you talking about!"
Li Yunjing looked displeased, glaring at Jin Shouyun. Seeing Jin Shouyun's embarrassed smile, he let the kid off.
"I was injured, didn't you come to see me?"
"Today it's my brother's turn to be injured, would I ignore it?"
"Do you see me as that kind of person?"
Li Yunjing's three consecutive questions made Jin Shouyun blush and left him speechless.
In Jin Shouyun's mind, Li Yunjing was a big figure who associated with high-level people. Since he himself was a small figure and not close to Li Yunjing, how could Li Yunjing care about him?
But reality proved Jin Shouyun wrong. His immediate superior really remembered him.
