This was the first time Ji Haoyu had come into close contact with the place Jian Ai lived in.
To be precise, it was where Jian Ai grew up.
The living room was clean and tidy. To Ji Haoyu, it was naturally a little narrow. However, although it was small, it had everything.
There were three bedrooms, a kitchen, and an independent bathroom. In South City, Jian Ai's house was considered a huge house.
"Sit anywhere you want. I'll go in and pack my things first."
With that, Jian Ai left Ji Haoyu alone in the living room and returned to her room.
The door closed, leaving Ji Haoyu to fend for himself.
Ji Haoyu had a smile on his lips the entire time. Seeing this, his smile deepened. He was not angry and looked around the living room alone.
There were some photos hanging on the wall behind the television. Some were of Jian Ai, and some were of her family.
