Jian Ai nodded and praised him generously. "It's delicious. It's much better than the restaurants outside."
"Heh." Hearing the praise, Chen Jin felt smug again.
Jian Ai ate two bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup, giving Chen Jin enough face.
Jian Ai's stomach was full from eating. She leaned back in her chair and glanced at Chen Jin. "My mom's undergoing surgery tomorrow, so don't worry about work first. I'll arrange it for you in two days."
At this moment, Chen Jin also put down his bowl and chopsticks. He looked at Jian Ai and pursed his lips before slowly saying, "Actually, I can find a job myself. Baiyun City is a huge city, so it's not difficult to find a job."
"I'll find it for you," Jian Ai said firmly.
