Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
It was only due to the extra pay that Ji Fanyin was willing to work on Christmas Day.
Ah, I’m also heading there to dispose of a painting too.
Ji Fanyin grabbed a huge bag from her wardrobe, which happened to be large enough to stuff the painting in. She was saved from the hassle of wrapping the painting since she didn’t unwrap it in the first place.
It’s not as if I can appreciate that painting anyway.
She made sure to pack her pepper spray and security alarm in her bag, and she had the closest police station on her quick dial too. Other than that, she also prepared a miniature Christmas tree for Song Shiyu as a present.
With all preparations complete, she left her house and hailed a cab to head to Song Shiyu’s house.
When Song Shiyu opened the door to let her in, Ji Fanyin thrust the Christmas tree toward him and exclaimed, “Happy Christmas!”
“… You too.” Song Shiyu was stunned for a moment before he gave a response. With a gentlemanly smile, he took the miniature Christmas tree from her hands and invited her in. “Come in and take a seat. The slippers are by the door.”
“Are we having dinner at your place today?” Ji Fanyin put on a pair of slippers and entered his house. She placed her bag on the shoe rack and took off her coat before following Song Shiyu in. “Do you need my help?”
She could already see the ingredients on display in his huge kitchen.
It’s just that… How should I put this?
It’s clear at a glance that the master of the house doesn’t know how to cook.
“Let’s do it together. I bought quite a bit. It’ll be tough for you to prepare everything on your own.” Song Shiyu walked over to the sink. “Which ones should I help you with?”
Ji Fanyin walked over to take a look, only to reveal a helpless smile right after. “You bought so many mussels! Don’t you find eating shellfish a hassle?”
She started rolling up her sleeves. “I guess there’s no need for everything to be pretty since we’re eating at home anyway. I’ll first broil the soup with the mussels, then remove the shells before serving. That should make things easi
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