Looking at the man's expression, it was obvious he had a confidentiality agreement with the production team. Even his own wife wasn't privy to the future details and arrangements.
Shi Su glanced at him, "Even if you have a confidentiality principle with the production team, shouldn't you at least tell me what I should prepare in advance, considering I'm your wife?"
"Just these, nothing else needed."
"Really nothing needed?"
Jing Jihan looked at her with those little pleading eyes, his clear brows moved slightly, and he nodded towards the direction of the back shelves with his chin, "It's a good idea to prepare some easily portable noodles or fine rice noodles."
