When Xiaobai saw Ye Jiayan leaving, he was reluctant to let go and came over to rub Jiang Lili's legs twice.

Jiang Lili squatted down and touched Xiaobai's head, "You still have me! Let's go, let's go back."

Xiaobai followed Jiang Lili back to the house obediently.

Jiang Lili brought Xiaobai into the kitchen and continued to tinker with the soup.

"You are all getting busier and busier." Aunt Zhang sighed halfway, half relieved, "I remember that Mr. I was not that busy before."

"He... is some busy!" Jiang Lili said with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, it is a good thing for Jiayan to be busy."

Aunt Zhang put a fried dish on the plate and nodded.

Jiang Lili looked at it and said, "Don't fry the leftover dish. We two can't finish so much."

Aunt Zhang thought about it, so she stopped what she was doing.

While eating, Xiaobai suddenly felt very quiet, lying at Jiang Lili's feet without moving, looking listless.

Jiang Lili felt very strange. When faced with dishes that are both fragrant and delicious, she had no appetite and slowed down her meals.

"Lili," Aunt Zhang asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lili had no idea, shook her head and said, "...it seems a little full."

"You're eating so much!" Aunt Zhang gave Jiang Lili another bowl of soup without saying a word, "Don't tell me the word 'loss', you're already thin enough!"

"No."

Jiang Lili took the soup, held it in her hand and started drinking it sip.

The soup she cooked with her own hands was a familiar and love-the taste she loved. But for some reason, she suddenly couldn't taste any taste.

There was a subtle, uneasy feeling in her heart that was surging out.

Experience told her that this was... a bad premonition.

But, for sure, how could she feel so strange?
Chapter completed!