C68 Pulverized Residue

"Hey, Shi Jiangyuan, it's great that you're here. Let's send you home. I'm so tired."

Kang Ying threw the tea leaves onto the back seat of Shi Jiangyuan's driver seat and climbed up herself.

Now that she had an emergency ambulance, she could get home soon. Kang Ying no longer wanted to eat at a roadside stall on the street. It would be great if she could just make noodles and flour