Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Who would come to the house in the early morning of New Year's Day?

Jian Jing was full of doubts as she turned on the video intercom, only to see another cat cake.

She was extremely surprised and opened the door to let the person in. Half a minute later, the elevator arrived on this floor. The masked man crept in holding a fat cat.

"Teacher Jian Jing, happy new year." Jiang BaiYan took off his mask and gave a big smile.

Jian Jing asked: "Aren't you in Beijing?"

"I flew back right after the performance." Jiang BaiYan stroked Knight's head. They were already very familiar with each other and Knight no longer rejected him as much as in the beginning.

"Why didn't you go home?"

"Spending New Year's alone would be too miserable." He made a grimace and looked around the dining table. "Got anything to eat? I'm starving."

Jian Jing turned on the induction cooker again to heat up the pot: "There's still some meat, vegetables left, or do you want instant noodles?"

"We can put everything together and cook hot pot noodles, that's the most delicious." He took off his thick down jacket. Underneath he only wore a long sleeve T-shirt.

As Jian Jing opened the instant noodles, she asked: "Didn't they give out meal boxes for the Spring Festival Gala?"

"They did, but I didn't dare eat too much or my face would get swollen." He rubbed his cheeks. "I was starving. Airplane food tastes terrible."

The pot soon started boiling. She put in the noodle cake and vegetables, cracked an egg in, and finally poured in the remaining beef rolls until thoroughly cooked then turned off the heat.

The aroma was too tempting. Jian Jing who was already full couldn't resist and scooped a small bowl for herself as well.

She changed the channel, dipped some sauce on the noodles: "Did everything go smoothly for the show?"

"Far from it." He gulped down three mouthfuls before replying, "Lots of problems happened. During rehearsal I already said this skit wasn't good and might get cut, but in the end it wasn't and they said the lines needed to be changed on the spot. Right before going on stage, someone dirtied my clothes. I had to borrow a similar jacket at the last minute — didn't you notice? I kept my sleeves rolled up the whole time, they were way too long."

"Sounds chaotic."

"It's always like that backstage." Jiang BaiYan said. "Especially today."

Jian Jing laughed. She picked up Pudding who was scratching the tea table and stroked its chin: "Poor Pudding, it got so thin."

Jiang BaiYan became very vigilant: "Don't give it snacks, oh! It finally lost two jin."

Jian Jing could only kiss Pudding's head.

Pudding let out a tender, sweet "meow meow" that melted one's heart.

Jiang BaiYan slurped down the noodles.

"Isn't it bad to eat so much?" Jian Jing asked.

He yawned a little: "It's fine. Starting today, my only job is to promote Rose Gold. I need to tour a few cities for road shows. March only has two commercials which can be photoshopped, no big problem."

Rose Gold is scheduled to premiere on 2.14, avoiding the chaos of the Lunar New Year slot and aiming for Valentine's Day instead.

The publicity also focused on the suspense romance genre, putting the two elements side by side, so it gained a lot of expectations from novel fans — everyone is looking forward to the movie being sweet.

Jian Jing asked: "Have you seen the final film?"

Jiang BaiYan's face fell: "Director Mei won't let me watch it. Have you seen it?"

"I didn't go watch it." When they had internal screenings for the crew, she was battling wit and courage with Wintry Castle and The Curse.

Jiang BaiYan changed the subject again: "The premiere of Demon Doctor 2 is at midnight today, right?"

Jian Jing nodded. In a flash, it had already been over a year since Shao Meng and Xie Wei passed away.

"Don't worry. At most, the audience will compare the differences between the two versions. Shao Meng did die after all. No one will say anything." Jiang BaiYan pretended not to notice her melancholy and smiled to comfort her, "You don't need to worry at all. If the movie turns out well, it's because you wrote it well. If it turns out bad, it's because Director Huang is no good."

Jian Jing was amused by him: "Be careful or I'll tell Director Huang what you said."

"Eek, you're so nasty." He complained, "I tried so hard to get on the directors' good side!"

"Then why did you say that?"

"You were the one who said it first." He cracked open a can of zero-calorie Coke and chugged a few gulps, letting out a long sigh. "Flattering others together is just acting. Only dissing people behind their backs means you truly think that way."

Jian Jing couldn't help laughing out loud.

"If you sell me out, I won't tell you secrets anymore." Jiang BaiYan spread his arms wide. "Give Pudding back to me. You already have Knight."

The winter sun shone gently into the glass windows. The gleaming floor was pristine. The robot diligently roamed around the corner.

"Good morning." Jiang BaiYan took waffles out of the breakfast machine, squeezed fruit sauce, plated, sliced an apple, emptied the fried eggs and bacon from the pan, then brewed a cup of hot coffee.

He brought breakfast to the dining table and put his hands together apologetically: "Sorry for falling asleep last night. Please forgive me."

"It's fine. You were exhausted." Jian Jing didn't blame him at all. The intense rehearsals before the Spring Festival Gala must have been extremely stressful. Being busy for a whole day plus the plane ride, even an iron man wouldn't be able to take it. "Go home early and get some rest."

Jiang BaiYan answered obediently: "I'll leave after Pudding finishes pooping."

Jian Jing picked up the waffle, soft and sweet, and couldn't help but say: "I've only used this once since I bought it, but it turned out terribly inedible."

Jiang BaiYan: "More practice is all it takes."

"So difficult," Jian Jing complained. "I don't seem to have any talent for cooking."

Jiang BaiYan scratched his cheek.

"Meow Meow~" Pudding crawled out from the bathroom, calling for his owner to scoop the litter.

"Coming!" Jiang BaiYan hurried to clean up, stuffed the kitten into his bag after he was done, and bid Jian Jing goodbye. "I'll head back first then. Shall we meet on Valentine's Day?"

The premiere of Rose Gold was certainly one to attend. Jian Jing nodded: "Thanks for the breakfast."

Jiang BaiYan's eyes crinkled happily as he took his leave.

Jian Jing continued eating. The fried egg was perfectly shaped, the bacon cooked through without being tough. She then looked at the latte's foam, also more evenly textured than ones she usually made herself.

She felt sour. It's so nice to know how to cook.

[System: Limited Draw Pool now open. Draw?]

Jian Jing: "Cough cough cough." She choked.

A limited draw pool now? What could possibly be drawn?

Draw. She dabbed the coffee foam from the corners of her lips.

[Limited Card Draw in Progress]

[Draw Complete]

[Name: Limited Card - Death's Delicacy]

[Description: Delicacies have nothing to do with death, but let's make an exception. For every case you crack, you will gain the ability to cook a delicious dish of your choice, no limits on cuisine.]

[Note: Become a gourmet detective!]

Jian Jing: "???"

It can be like this? It's actually possible?

This card's not bad.

What a pity it's the festive season... No no, what she meant was, she hoped that during the festive season, no cases would occur.

Otherwise, a certain someone would have to work overtime today, and her dinner would go down the drain.

After breakfast, Jian Jing walked her dog and had a simple pizza for lunch. The afternoon was leisure time. She went to catch a movie and by the time it ended around four, she brought her dog to the Ji family residence for dinner.

Ji Yunyun opened the door.

"Teacher Jian, come in quick!" She was extremely delighted, taking out a new pair of rabbit slippers. "Just got these!"

She also took out wet wipes, sweetly asking: "Is this Knight? Come, let me wipe your little feet clean, okay?"

Knight looked to Jian Jing. She tilted her chin and he reluctantly lifted each paw to let Ji Yunyun wipe the dirt from his paws.

Compared to her brother, Ji Yunyun was undoubtedly the more suitable owner.

She was well-prepared, taking out drinks and snacks to entertain her guest: "Teacher Jian, want an orange? My dad's friend sent over a huge box. I can't finish them all."

Even as she asked, she nimbly opened the box and took out two plump citrus fruits, yelling as she did: "Hey, you want any?"

Ji Feng poked his head out from the kitchen, rolling his eyes. "Mind your manners, who're you yelling for?"

"Whoever answers," Ji Yunyun stuck out her tongue, unafraid of him.