Cen Jin listened and instinctively glanced at Jiang Baizhou, who was standing with a bag to the side, and seeing that he had no intention of speaking, she met Yu Hui’s enthusiastic gaze and couldn’t refuse, so she nodded: "Sure! I’ll go back and tell my mom first, since it’s right next door."
"Alright, I’ll go prepare then." Yu Hui thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded, standing up to walk to Jiang Baizhou and take the bag from his hand: "Give it to me! Bai Zhou, you can walk Cen Jin out for me."
"No need, no need, it’s just a few steps away, no need to walk me out." As Cen Jin stood up, she quickly waved her hand to refuse.
"Let’s go!" Jiang Baizhou slipped a hand into his pants pocket and spoke with a calm tone, stepping towards the door.
Cen Jin looked at his back, baffled, and could only smile and wave at Yu Hui, while moving towards the door: "Then Aunt Hui Zi, I’ll head over first."
"Alright, come over early later with your mom."
After taking her gaze away from Yu Hui, Cen Jin instinctively looked towards Jiang Baizhou standing by the door, coincidentally meeting his gaze directed at her, causing an inexplicable chill in her heart, and she smiled: "You can leave me here! I’ll go by myself."
"Okay." Jiang Baizhou pulled open the door, issuing a single indifferent sound.
Jiang Baizhou watched her slender, petite figure step into the sunlight, his indifferent expression slightly moved, and only after she ran into the neighboring villa did he retract his gaze, close the door, and upon turning around, discovered Miss Yu with hands crossed looking at him with an unusual expression, immediately reverting to a cold demeanor, he said nothing and headed upstairs.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
"In the evening, Aunt Xuesu and Cen Jin are coming for dinner, aren’t you going to help me?"
"I don’t plan to." Jiang Baizhou answered, not looking back, and vanished at the corner.
Miss Yu took a deep breath, what else could she expect from her son?
Upon returning, Cen Jin directly told Ms. Qin about Yu Hui’s dinner gathering in the evening, naturally making Ms. Qin very happy, who then wanted to quickly finish making the remaining cookies to help out.
In terms of making snacks, Cen Jin had no talent at all, so couldn’t be of any help. After passing on the message, she went upstairs, and upon returning to her room, realized she was still holding the soda Jiang Baizhou had given her earlier, slightly dazed, opened it to take a sip, familiar taste made her mouth curl up slightly.
By evening, the sunset clouds filled the sky.
Cen Jin just stepped out from the shower when she heard her phone on the bed emit a WeChat notification sound. Looking at the slightly old-fashioned pure black avatar on the screen, with the remark ’Jiang Baizhou’, Cen Jin clicked to view the content, finding only five words: ’Come over, dinner is ready’.
’Precious words’ and ’concise’ had always been Jiang Baizhou’s style; she was used to it since childhood, but seeing their last conversation record was half a year ago, her heart inexplicably sank.
Suddenly, a sound of something falling came from the window sill, pulling Cen Jin’s thoughts back, she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulling open the curtain, through the glass, Cen Jin’s eyes caught a familiar handsome figure standing by the opposite balcony, holding a phone in one hand, and resting the other on the balcony railing, looking at her expressionlessly.