On this matter, Jiang Yu and Jiang Zeyu got the message, which was why Jiang Zeyu had given his address.
Jiang Xingyi felt a warmth spread through his heart.
Although he was an unsavory younger brother, he doesn't seem so stupid after all.
The three of them returned to the van. Jiang Xingyi asked, "Do you need a ride back to the Jiang family home?"
Jiang Yu asked, "Is it convenient for you?"
Jiang Xingyi looked into Jiang Yu's cold eyes, it was as if she had read his mind. Jiang Xingyi has not returned to the Jiang family home in many years or even been close to that place.
Even when Father Jiang passed, Jiang Xingyi had only attended the funeral.
"I can go back on my own," Jiang Yu said. "But before that, I have another problem to solve."
"What?"
Jiang Yu asked seriously, "What do you want for lunch?"
