Jiang Yi wasn’t someone who was good at dealing with others.
But having grown up in the Jiang family, she had learned from a young age how to discern good from evil.
And the girl in front of her…
She could feel it.
This girl was a good person.
She liked her very much.
Meanwhile, Jiang Jiming, who Wen Chi had ignored for a long time, looked at Jiang Yi with a gaze like a killing god, as if he wanted to kill her.
But when Wen Chi turned toward him, his expression immediately reverted to its previous form.
Jiang Yi glanced at him.
What a wicked black sesame dumpling!
Yet when she heard Wen Chi call out a name earlier, it felt strangely familiar.
Jiang Jiming!
Isn’t he her Uncle Xi?
When she was ten, Grandfather had suddenly announced Uncle Xi’s existence.
And he had been only fifteen years old at the time, sparking huge discussions among the rest of the family.
Yet whether at family meetings or during holiday gatherings,
No one had ever seen him!
The elders speculated that Uncle Xi had long died outside and that Grandfather’s insistence on him was just an obsession.
Yet every year, the Jiang family received a substantial sum of money from overseas.
This was very strange.
Once, she had asked her Grandfather,
“Where is Uncle Xi really? Is he dead?” She had hoped to make Grandfather let go of his obsession.
But the Grandfather who had always doted on her suddenly changed expression, scolded her, and chased her away.
On another occasion, she had secretly overheard Grandfather speaking on the phone with that mysterious Uncle Xi.
The tone of respect, the carefulness—it didn’t feel like a father speaking to a son.
No one in the Jiang family knew what he looked like.
But unexpectedly, after the apocalypse, she finally saw him.
He looked astonishingly young.
“Uncle Xi, I am Jiang Yi, daughter of Jiang Hu from the Jiang family.”
Jiang Yi spoke in front of Wen Chi’s surprised eyes.
Jiang Jiming didn’t respond, only glanced at her, seemingly thinking,
and after a long moment, he nodded slightly before turning his gaze to Wen Chi.
Hearing their conversation, Wen Chi asked,
“You know him?”
Jiang Yi nodded.
“He should be my Uncle Xi, Jiang Jiming.”
But he seemed to not recognize her at all.
“That’s fine. Let’s go upstairs first. The Pompadour Delivery I ordered should have arrived.”
Wen Chi went upstairs first and indeed saw a large bag at the door.
It seemed the delivery worker had left it at the door since no one answered.
While Jiang Jiming hadn’t come up yet, Wen Chi quickly put the contents of the bag into her pockets.
Then she opened the door.
When Jiang Jiming and the others entered, Wen Chi handed the supplies from the bag to Jiang Jiming.
“Supplies have arrived, store them properly.”
“Jiang Yi probably hasn’t eaten yet. I’ll cook something for you.”
Wen Chi didn’t dare let Jiang Jiming cook. Seeing how hostile he was toward Jiang Yi, she feared he might poison the food.
Poison Jiang Yi…
And she could conveniently slip something into the food for Jiang Jiming to eat.
Two birds with one stone.
“I’ll cook.”
Jiang Jiming blocked Wen Chi and tried to enter the kitchen.
“Eh~ no, no, I want to try cooking too.”
“You can taste it later!”
“You should rest too, it can’t always be just you cooking, right?”
“If it’s really necessary, Jiang Yi can help me.”
Wen Chi pushed Jiang Jiming out and sat him on the sofa, thoughtfully opening a tablet for him.
Jiang Jiming held the tablet, slightly stunned.
His thoughts had already drifted away.
Wenwen… she’s caring about me?Wenwen… she feels for me?Wenwen must like me!
Jiang Yi and Wen Chi entered the kitchen. To prevent Jiang Jiming from eavesdropping,
Wen Chi immediately took Jiang Yi’s hand and wrote on her palm.
【Are you willing to leave with me tonight?】
Jiang Yi looked up, confused.
She could clearly feel that Uncle Xi really liked this girl.
No, she should say loved.
That look… she had only ever seen in her father’s eyes when looking at her mother.
But it seemed this girl didn’t like Uncle Xi and wanted to escape him.
Understandably, Uncle Xi was so dark and terrifying, while Wen Chi was cute and lively.
No matter how you looked at it, they didn’t match.
Wen Chi deserved better.
After thinking, Jiang Yi wrote on Wen Chi’s palm:
【And Dou Dou?】
【Together?】
Wen Chi nodded.
【Then I’ll come too.】
Wen Chi told Jiang Yi the plan,
and the two young ladies, who had never been in a kitchen before, began to cook.
“How do you light this?”
“What is this for?”
“What’s this?”
These had been the things they asked each other recently.
After a long while, they finally finished the dishes and served them.
Wen Chi personally carried some.
Jiang Yi carried two dishes, Wen Chi carried the rice.
They placed them in Jiang Jiming’s bowl.
Looking at the dark-colored dishes, it was hard to tell what they even were.
Jiang Yi and Wen Chi both felt a little embarrassed.
“Sis, are these dishes edible?”
Dou Dou asked innocently.
But before finishing, Jiang Jiming had already taken a large portion of the dishes Wen Chi made.
He ate with relish.
This made others wonder if the food only looked unappetizing but was actually okay.
Dou Dou bravely tried the dish Jiang Yi made.
Yuck~ so bad~! o(╥﹏╥)o
Then he tried Wen Chi’s dishes, but Jiang Jiming’s gaze scared him back.
In the end, all of Wen Chi’s dishes ended up in Jiang Jiming’s stomach,
while Jiang Yi only suffered minor injuries.
“Jiang Yi, sleep with me tonight, and Dou Dou too.”
Jiang Yi was about to agree, but then saw Uncle Xi’s murderous gaze.
She immediately changed her mind: “Uh… I’m used to sleeping alone. I’ll sleep on the floor in the living room.”
“And Dou Dou will sleep with me.”
“All right then.”
Wen Chi had thought someone would accompany her to sleep, but unexpectedly…
Eh~! ε=(′ο｀)))*
—?—
Night, 3:00 a.m.
Wen Chi got up from bed, packed essential clothing, and left the bedroom.
Jiang Yi and Dou Dou, already aware of the plan, also rose from the floor.
Jiang Jiming, meanwhile, had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The three quietly opened the door and left the hotel.
For convenience, they took the stairs downstairs.
They had already contacted the Zombies, instructing them to stay in the mall tonight.
They had also prepared a car and several large bags of supplies.
The three smoothly drove away from Commercial Street.
Wen Chi looked back at the room she had lived in for so long, feeling a natural sense of reluctance.
“Feeling reluctant?”
Jiang Yi glanced at Wen Chi as she drove.
“No, just a little sad about the novels I collected!”
Wen Chi replied.
“No worries, sister. I’ll find you more novels later.”
Dou Dou sat in the back seat, happily chiming in.
“Thanks, our little friend Dou Dou!”
Wen Chi patted Dou Dou’s small, short hand.
“Uh… A-Chi, can I call you that?”
Jiang Yi looked at the girl in the front passenger seat. Even in the night, her beautiful face was visible.
Jiang Yi thought she was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen in her life.
Uncle Xi really has good taste huh.