Jilin stood in the middle of the kitchen, skillfully cooking a bowl of fragrant noodles. He picked up the steaming bowl, walked over to the dining table, sat down, and began to eat heartily.
While enjoying his meal, he kept barking various commands, directing Xinghai nearby to clean every single corner of the room.
Poor Xinghai, though filled with resentment, had no choice but to obey Jilin's orders. Silently picking up a broom and a rag, she diligently swept the floor and wiped down the furniture.
Chapter 144