Yan Chi cooked white porridge and two small dishes, which were quite light. The two of them quickly sat down to eat.
"This is my first time eating in this house." Jiang Ruan usually came here to hang out with friends, ordering takeout for food, at most cooking hotpot, almost never using the stove.
"No wonder you don't even have a grain of rice here." Yan Chi said bluntly.
"…" Jiang Ruan coughed twice, "Hey, if you don't go home for dinner at night, won't anyone be looking for you?"
"Are you talking about my sister?"
"Hmm."
"She doesn't care about me. As for others…" Yan Chi spoke directly, "They can't and don't have to manage me."
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, marveling at how being in a higher generation has its advantages.
"But they might worry if you go back late." Jiang Ruan was already thinking of sending him off after dinner; it wasn't appropriate to stay alone with a guy all night, that would be too scary.
"No."
