บท 692: 274 Bai Jian, an expert, Mu Lao Ye steps out of the Buddha hall (two watches combined)_3

"Something came up at school, what did you have for dinner?" Jiang Fulai approached, bent over to pick up the scattered papers on the ground, embodying the elegance of a clear and breezy moonscape.

A new batch of graduate students was about to start, and the school actually wanted to ask if he would take on two more team members, but no one dared to mention it to him.

Working under him, unless they had talents like He Wen, few could keep up with his pace. Those who were too dull, even a glance from Young Master Jiang seemed a waste.

"It was fish caught by my grandpa, and today, Chen from the office cooked," Bai Lian still fiddled with the lighter, watching him organize things neatly and place them onto the nearby bookshelf, "Your aunt saved two pieces for you, and there will be soup for you to bring tomorrow."

"Alright." Jiang Fulai had little interest in most things.