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!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
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
After a few minutes, Shang Jing could finally take it no longer and softly requested, “Auntie, can you eat with me?”
The helper had been waiting by the table for Shang Jing to finish his meal so that she could clean the dishes and clear the trash. Hearing his question, she quickly denied, “No no, I can’t do that.”
Shang Jing pulled a chair out from under the table. “I can’t finish all these by myself. There’s still more than sufficient rice even if I share half of it with you. Let’s not waste food. Are you afraid He Jiang will find out? I’ll keep silent on the matter.”
It was hard to refuse such a sincere request from him. The auntie eventually sat down and had the meal.
“Auntie, your cooking is delicious.” As he savored the food, he thought. He Jiang had hired a five star chef for him to learn from. Isn’t that making things difficult for him?
There’s no point in dwelling on unachievable things. Let it dissipate in the wind.
After the meal, Shang Jing searched for part-time jobs nearby on his phone. After staring at the map for a long while, the city still looked unfamiliar to him. He made a mental note to take a walk around the area tomorrow to experience it first-hand.
To make things worse, Shang Jing could also not remember what he majored in school. There were also no clues around him for him to reference.
However, there was no hurry for him to find a job. Any proper company would not want to hire an unstable amnesia patient anyway. It would be better for him to first get He Jiang’s assets to cure his brain.
After an afternoon of thinking, Shang Jing was feeling a little sleepy and took a nap on the table.
It was already evening by the time he woke up. Once again, the auntie had arrived with ingredients to cook dinner.
The meal was equally sumptuous. And again, it was for one.
Contemplating where He Jiang had gone, Shang Jing accidentally over-ate. Eventually, he decided to plant himself on the sofa to wait for him to come home.
By 9PM, just as Shang Jing was dozing off in front of the television, a creak sounded from the e
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