Jiang Xu put down his chopsticks.
He ignored Jiang Xiaoyan's nonsense.
Wasn't that obvious?
The outcome was bound to be unpredictable.
He spoke to Jiang Xiaoyan at a rapid pace, "I'll leave through the secret passage, remember not to talk nonsense, okay?"
Every room in the house had a secret passage Jiang Xu had insisted on during construction.
Only Jiang Xu knew about this.
It wasn't that he didn't trust An Nuonuo, but knowing it himself meant he could remain calm when facing unexpected situations.
And right now, the unexpected had occurred.
Jiang Xiaoyan nodded her head; this time, she didn't cause any more trouble for Jiang Xu.
After collecting all the lunch boxes, Jiang Xu walked to the balcony.
There was a painting here.
He pressed his right hand against it.
Silently, a secret door opened.
A staircase appeared before him, leading straight to the basement.
The lights on both sides lit up one by one.
After Jiang Xu entered, the secret door closed automatically.