Jing Jihan said nothing, but his actions next spoke for him.
He directly went to the kitchen.
Shi Su's expression was inscrutable as she watched Jing Jihan's back.
Whoa! Goodness! After all, he's still a close cousin!
Shi Su couldn't help but suddenly think, when Mianmian grows up and wants to date, what will Jing Jihan's attitude be like...
In the kitchen, Ami was diligently following behind Wei Sinan: "Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, should I use this to peel potatoes, how do you peel them? Can you teach me?"
"Oh, and this, can this be used to cut potato strips?"
"So this thing can actually squeeze out garlic paste..."
Ami was still muttering various things in the kitchen when she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. The next moment, she felt a sudden chill down her spine and swiftly turned her head to see, wide-eyed: "Jing... Ah, Cousin?!"
Ami had thought of anyone who might come in to help them cook, but she never expected Jing Jihan would come in.
