Fortunately, Su Qiao had prepared quilts, towels, and other necessities here beforehand.
She quickly made the bed, then rummaged through the cabinet for some things he would need.
"Do you want me to stay here with you?"
When Su Qiao was leaving, she looked at the pitiful boy standing in the doorway and couldn't help softening.
Jiang Yihan froze for a moment. His face reddened, and he hurriedly shook his head somewhat awkwardly. "N-no... it's fine."
He... he still wasn't ready.
The moment Su Qiao saw his expression, she knew he had misunderstood again, but this time, she didn't explain further.
Su Qiao's figure disappeared into the elevator.
Watching the numbers on the display keep changing until they became 1, Jiang Yihan closed the door dejectedly.
He walked into the bedroom barefoot and sat down on the bay window, hugging his legs as he stared blankly outside.
Everything that had happened just now left Jiang Yihan somewhat confused.
Had he really just left like that?
Did this mean he had escaped that family, escaped that person, and escaped the life he had lived before?
What should he do next?
Perhaps... he should find a way to make money?
He didn't want to rely on her for everything.
He was a man. He should be the one supporting the family.
But how was he supposed to make money?
He needed to think it over carefully.
When Su Qiao returned with the bags, Jiang Yihan's mind was filled with all sorts of ways to make money.
When he saw her appear in the doorway, he was so startled that he jumped down from the bay window.
"You... how..." Hadn't she left?
The first thing Su Qiao noticed was his bare feet.
"Why aren't you wearing shoes?"
*Looks like I'll have to put