Keeping a Blind Eye

A few days had quickly passed by since the office room incident. 

And currently, Jiang Ming was sitting at the dinner table at his house.

"Are you enjoying my cuisine?" Yang Liqin smiled lightly as she gazed at him with gentle eyes. 

Jiang Ming nodded his head.

"I dare say that the cooking skills from my aunt are unparalleled in the whole Northern Continent." He complimented her sincerely.

After all, he was someone who had eaten junk food and instant cup noodles his whole life. Therefore, when he tastes some delicious home cuisine made by his love, it would simply melt his heart. 

"If you like it that much, then make sure to come home early every day. Otherwise, there would be no leftovers for you." Yang Liqin said, dropping some subtle hints and double-meaning for him.

Today was the day when Jiang Ming would begin his investigation with Yuan Chunhua regarding the murder cases occurring in the city.