Song Xian and Joey were both quite familiar with Jiang Nanxi's kitchen. The two of them quickly arranged the menu and got started.

Jiang Nanxi took the initiative to come in and help pick and wash vegetables.

Ye Jingxuan stood beside him, like a giant baby, with his hands and feet tied up, feeling everything was new and knowing nothing.

Joey threw him two heads of garlic: "Peel the garlic, can you?"

Ye Jingxuan: "I should be able to!"

Joey rolled his eyes and looked at Jiang Nanxi: "Did you see that? He is such a weakling, and he doesn't know what those fans like him! Alas, they were all deceived by his face!!"

Ye Jingxuan: "Joy, you're talking dirty!"

Joey rolled his eyes at him: "Are you a little fairy? You'd better fly away quickly, the world is not suitable for you!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled and said: "Joy, don't always target him. Everyone's living environment is different, and not all are perfect. If I hadn't left the Jiang family more than ten years ago and arrived in Tangcheng, I would have been very different.

Young lady who doesn’t want to be in love with you! Life will change a person, Ye Jingxuan may be lacking in opportunities!”

Joey said: "He's like this. It's best not to get married, otherwise it will be a burden to others! Xu Wenchang was hardworking before and could do everything. Once he got married, he was like an uncle. Now it's better. In order to please me, he has to work hard again.

He's gone back to the way he was when he first chased me. This man is really boring! If you can't stick to it, then don't marry him!"

Xu Wenchang was mentioned unconsciously, and Joey was filled with resentment again.

Jiang Nanxi quickly interrupted: "How many dishes are you going to cook? I'm going to put down the plates."

Joey also knew that he had made a mistake, so he discussed the dishes with Jiang Nanxi.

An hour later, a table full of delicious food was served.

Jiang Xiaolang and Xu Qiaoqiao also woke up. Jiang Nanxi asked them to wash their hands and sit down at the dining table.

There were two chairs missing, so Ye Beixiao brought two from his own home.

Joey smiled and said, "It's quite interesting that you guys live across from each other. Why don't we call them East Palace and West Palace!"

Jiang Nanxi: "Have you watched too many palace dramas?"

Joey shook his head: "I am currently writing a palace drama, and I am writing the script directly."

When it came to the script, she talked endlessly. In this regard, only Ye Jingxuan shared a common language with her and gave her a lot of suggestions.

Although Ye Beixiao and Song Xian didn't talk to each other, they ate at the same table, so they restrained themselves a little and drank some wine together.

People were talking and laughing, and the meal didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

After the meal, Jiang Nanxi made tea, three grown men sat on the sofa drinking tea, three women washed in the kitchen, and two children sat on the floor and played, forming a vivid and lively picture of life.

Song Xian and Ye Jingxuan both drank. Ye Beixiao called his bodyguard and sent them home separately.

Joey also left with Xu Qiaoqiao. When Jiang Nanxi settled down with Jiang Xiaolang and returned to the East Palace with Ye Beixiao, it was already early in the morning.

The night outside the window is thick, and the room inside the window is full of beauty.


Chapter completed!