Sickening.
Young girls might fall for that, but Lu Jing was no longer a girl of eighteen or nineteen.
"Let's eat!"
Implied meaning: Stop talking.
"Oh, sure." The man responded with a smile.
Afterward, neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere at home was very harmonious, filled with pink bubbles.
After eating, the man took the initiative to clean up the dishes.
Seeing this, Lu Jing didn't stop him, and quite contentedly went to her room to find clothes to change into for a shower.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen.
The man was moving quickly, wiping down the marble countertop, when his phone in his pocket rang.
He pulled out his phone with one hand, saw the caller ID, and answered directly:
"Hello?"
"Is this Captain Jiang?"
"Yes, it is."
"Can you come to the police station now? We need your help with something."
Jiang Ye checked the time but didn't decline:
"Okay, I'll come right away."
"Alright, no need to rush."
These things were expected.
