Jiang Che ignored him, got up, dressed, and left the bedroom. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, a rich aroma hit him. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the lunch on the first day of the new year was equally sumptuous. Jiang Che vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he preferred this lunch over the New Year's Eve dinner.

The New Year's Eve dinner was before the New Year, filled with excitement for the upcoming celebrations.

But the lunch on the first day was after the New Year.

Once the New Year was over, there wasn't much to be excited about anymore, so he settled down to enjoy the meal, especially with a glass of Sprite. That feeling was just unbeatable, and even now, Jiang Che still loved it.