Shen Yi had already made it to the kitchen when he suddenly thought of something and turned back. He planted a kiss between Qin Jiao's brows, then returned to the kitchen to cook.
'So much ceremony just to cook a meal...'
Shen Yi skillfully prepared four dishes and a soup. As they ate, the young couple discussed business.
"Oh, right, Shen Yi, how is the investigation into that matter coming along?"
"One of the partners in the other company is Lu Jiuan's uncle. But I still don't get it. I could understand it in our last life—maybe it was because we were competitors in the same field, or maybe he wanted revenge on Shen Zhengfeng. But in this life, we haven't done anything to offend him, have we? He's still just a low-level civil servant and hasn't even gone into business yet."
