Lin Jie returned to the new home at the Wutong Garden villa, it was nearly half past six in the evening.
He saw that the dinner An Kexin had prepared was wonton noodles, along with some sliced cooked food, slightly disappointing his small fantasy of a big feast.
Lin Jie tentatively asked, "Kexin, did the previous plan for a big feast fail, and this is the backup plan?"
An Kexin smiled apologetically, holding Lin Jie's arm, and said softly, "I've been busy unpacking boxes and tidying the room since I got back, and by the time I realized it, there was no time to make a big feast."
"Hehe..."
"Unpacking boxes?" Lin Jie was a bit confused!
"There, that one!"
Following the direction of An Kexin's finger, Lin Jie then noticed that in the corner of the living room, there were neatly piled at least a hundred various-sized cardboard boxes, foam boxes, wooden boxes, and a large pile of colorful wrapping paper.
