His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 17

I can... help you make it. —After Qiu Zhijie finished his call with his mother, the egg fried rice was also done. He cooked often, and even while talking on the phone, he hadn't made any mistakes, resulting in a very good final product. Carrying the finished fried rice to the living room, he faced Kong Xunwen, who was also eating on his tablet, and slowly sent a mouthful of rice into his own mouth. Be direct, be more direct. * Because Kong Xunwen had set an alarm, he ate relatively early today. By…