The two of them sat in the dining room. They had once imagined this scene. Now, it could be considered to have come true. This was the first time Su Yun had eaten food personally cooked by Xu Jiajia. If not for this huge crisis, the two of them might have lived such a life. They were like a young couple, living a simple and happy life without being troubled by the world.
After dinner, Su Yun, who was sitting in the living room, sighed as he recalled the days when he lived here on tenterhooks. At that time, in order to live, he could only earn some money through livestreams. He had to be on guard against assassins who could appear at any time. There was almost no peace to speak of. He had never thought that one day, he would also become an existence who would bear the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of humanity.