"Will you be home for dinner tonight? If you're not coming, I'll order takeout."
He really didn't feel like cooking again.
The man chuckled:
"Is that how you treat yourself? I care even if you don't!
You rest, I'll handle it when I'm done."
Lu Jing's eyes flickered:
"Are you sure?"
"Of course!"
"Okay, then it's settled."
With someone else cooking, Lu Jing was delighted and even started ordering:
"I want chicken stewed with mushrooms."
Would Jiang Ye ever refuse a request from his wife?
Of course not!
"Alright, what else would you like?"
"Stir-fried bamboo shoots, and you can decide the rest."
"Okay."
After noting it down, the man didn't delay:
"Wife, I'll get going now."
"Okay."
Lu Jing saw him to the door, and before he left, the man made sure to hug her tight around the waist:
"Wait for me."
"Got it."
Lu Jing gently pushed him along.
