C72 Not My Plan

Ming Jianzhong looked at her disapprovingly, using a rare harsh tone. "Xingchen, this is an order that I, as your uncle, gave you." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from under his pillow. "This is the menu I prepared for you. Go back and do it properly. Make a good meal of each meal and then take a photo for me to see."

Jing Xing had a speechless face. He did not move to receive it