When Li Shaoting returned to Jiangcheng No. 1, it was already seven-thirty. The morning mist had cleared, and the air was exceptionally fresh, carrying a cool, gentle breeze that felt quite comfortable.
He carried a few kraft paper bags bearing a special logo. Upon entering, he walked straight to the dining room and neatly arranged all the breakfast items he had bought on the table, and the aroma immediately wafted through the air.
He casually tossed his suit jacket aside, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt slightly, and then walked over to Jian An'an's bedroom.
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