In the evening, Gu Moyang came back with some groceries, intending to cook a meal for Jiang Xiaonan.
However, upon returning home, he found it deserted, with only her graceful handwriting left on the dining table.
The breakfast was still in the pot, untouched. Gu Moyang's brow furrowed.
Where could she be, being a young girl on her own?
Gu Moyang took out his phone and dialed Jiang Xiaonan's number, increasingly worried.
In her tiny rented room, Jiang Xiaonan was making cured pork rice in a rice cooker.
Once she heard the phone ring, Jiang Xiaonan took out her phone and lightly bit her lip, "Hello, Brother Gu..."
"Xiaonan, where did you go? You didn't even eat breakfast."
"I don't have much of an appetite. I've rented a place outside, there's no need for you to worry."
How could Jiang Xiaonan dare to stay at his place? What status did she have?
Furthermore, she felt that place belonged to Lin Qian. She had never intended to compete for anything.
