There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Surprisingly, Gu nianjia was able to pick up on his words. She turned around and looked at Zhang Jingyu apologetically."I must have remembered wrongly. I'll say it now. Teacher, please go and wash your hands."
"I'm going to take a shower here. "
Zhang Jingyu strode over to the sink, turned on the tap, and washed his hands.
He then turned to look at the dishes that Gu nianjia was about to serve.
"I'm here to see what you've cooked," she said with interest.
"They're all your favorite dishes. I bought them according to your preferences," Gu nianjia replied.
Zhang Jingyu's eyes lit up a few degrees when he heard this.
He was a little surprised."Then ... I'm overwhelmed by your favor?"
"As long as you can get over the pain of your broken heart, I'll make you your favorite dishes every day." Gu nianjia pouted.
As she spoke, she walked past Zhang Jingyu with the dishes in her hands.