Time was tight, so Ji Sang made a simple breakfast.
She cut up some eggs and ham, and added toast just done in the toaster, as well as two bottles of warm milk.
Fu Yisi came downstairs just in time.
The sunlight, the woman with an apron, holding the breakfast, gave him a slight smile.
Even with just one meal with Ji Sang, Han City could tell that her state was different from before.
Fu Yisi absentmindedly cut the ham, looking at the gentle-faced woman opposite him.
Chang Li had said, the earlier you treat it, the better.
After a while, the man put down his knife and fork.
"Do you still want to go to Chang Li's?"
Ji Sang, who was drinking milk, paused and hurriedly put down the cup.
"Has he cleared some time?"
"Uh-huh."
What time pressure? It was all because Fu Yisi was still hesitating, making Chang Li say that.
Finding a few hours of time for Ji Sang, Chang Li still had some.
"I do."
