Li Mei released the breath she was holding when the man didn't refuse her. But he also didn't reply to her statement. The two of them continued onward without stopping until they finally reached an old, unkempt hut. She frowned upon sparing a glance at it, but she ultimately didn't say anything.
This person loved to live in luxury, so what exactly happened all these years?
Even though she had bucketloads of questions to ask the man, she could only curb them to the depths of her heart and swallow them down her stomach.
The man pushed open the door and revealed his old and rotten place for the little boy. He placed his small bag on the table and sat on the wooden bench he called his bed. Of course, this bed didn't even look like a bed at all.
Such a cramped space….
Was this where this person slept every single night?
