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Although it was meant to be dinner, by the time they finished eating, it was only late afternoon.

Zhang Ye finished up the last of his Erguotou and then put down his chopsticks. He was already full. Seeing Old Wu picking up a napkin to wipe her mouth, Zhang Ye stood up and was about to help her with clearing the table when she stopped him. It was just as before. She still did not let Zhang Ye do the chores. She cleared the chopsticks and bowls in a graceful manner and opened the room's door to place it outside for the waiter to clear it.

"Have some tea."

"Ai."

"Be careful, it's hot. Do you want any fruit?"

"…Yes."

"Apple or orange?"

"Orange."

"Alright, Big Sis will peel it for you."

"How about I do it?"

"Don't even try. I'll do it."