The next day.
I rode to work at the shop in Meng Yifan's car.
Actually, the two of us had thought Song Xiaotian wouldn't be coming to work anymore.
After all, he had married into money. He wouldn't have to worry about food or drink even if he never worked another day in his life.
But to our surprise, Song Xiaotian was already there when we arrived.
"Oh, Madam Pan! Your presence truly graces our humble little shop!" Meng Yifan teased.
"Oh, get lost!"
Song Xiaotian tossed his head and cursed, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "Please show some respect for the honest working man. I'll clock in and out as usual. I refuse to be some kept pretty boy."
I laughed. "We earn money so we won't have to work when we're old. You're already living the retirement dream ahead of schedule. Why put yourself through all this?"
Song Xiaotian said, "Even though Rou'er and I are together now, I'm still me, and she's still her. I've already laid down three ground rules with her. First, I won't spend her money. Second, her company belongs to her and her family. It has nothing to do with me. Third, I need my own career, and she can't interfere with my work."
I thought that was quite a quick turnaround.
Until yesterday, she had still been "that woman." Today, she was Rou'er.
He continued, "But after work today, I need to... I need to move all my stuff over there. You two will be living on your own from now on."
Meng Yifan and I had already seen that coming last night.
Still, I asked, "You two are moving in together already?"
Song Xiaotian said earnestly, "Everyone's situation is different. You both know Xiao Rou has been through a failed marriage,