Three days later, Jiang Lan emerged from the Spiritual Energy Chamber and headed straight for Shen Qingqiu's office building.
His upgrade progress had reached 342.
Yet three days had passed without any word about the assessment Chen Xiao had mentioned.
Still, he was in no particular hurry. What was coming would come.
A short while later, Jiang Lan arrived outside Shen Qingqiu's workplace.
With little to do every day lately, Jiang Lan had grown used to picking Shen Qingqiu up from work.
Shen Qingqiu came through the main entrance and smiled faintly when he saw Jiang Lan waiting outside.
"Here to pick me up again?"
"I don't have anything to do at home anyway." Jiang Lan smiled and naturally held out his hand.
Shen Qingqiu glanced at his open palm. The tips of his ears reddened, but he still reached out and took Jiang Lan's hand.
Hand in hand, they strolled slowly home along the street.
"How was work today?"
"All right. The usual things," Shen Qingqiu said. "What about you? What did you do at home?"
"I went to the Training Room, then the Spiritual Energy Chamber." Jiang Lan beamed. "And, of course, I thought about you."
Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes, clearly unconvinced.
Jiang Lan didn't mind.
They had repeated this sort of conversation many times lately.
Strangely enough, though, he never found it boring.
Once they got home, Shen Qingqiu went straight into the kitchen, and Jiang Lan followed, planning to help.
Without looking back, Shen Qingqiu said:
"Out."
Jiang Lan's lips twitched awkwardly.
"I can at least help chop the vegetables, can't I?"
Shen Qingqiu: "..."
"If I remember correctly, the radish strips you cut the day before yesterday were about as thick as my fingers?"
"They weren't that thick..."
As he spoke, Jiang Lan sheepishly