Gong Ruzhi looked at the chicken stewing in the kitchen; he had made it especially for his sister.
"Even though it's not freshly slaughtered, it smells really good."
"Sister will definitely like it."
"Absolutely amazing."
Gong Ruzhi was really quite impressed with himself, "Not many men as amazing as me are out there."
"Good grades, excellent in sports, great at computers, handsome and can cook, in this world..."
Originally Zhao Xuran wanted to say that he was the only amazing person in the world, but then he realized that sounded a bit too thick-skinned.
Still, he had to bring Zhao Xuran into it. He had no idea when they would be coming back.
"There aren't many so perfect people in this world."
"Yeah, there aren't many so thick-skinned like you either." Zhao Xuran didn't expect that Gong Ruzhi, all alone at home, would be bragging so shamelessly, and he genuinely didn't know how to respond.
