The measurements were so precise, Ye Anran couldn't think they were just a coincidence.
But what else could she do?
Ye Anran forced herself to stop caring about these little details. At this moment, having new clothes to wear, not looking shabby, and not losing face were already very fortunate things.
When she walked out of the restroom, she took a deep breath, picked up her little bag, and went downstairs.
Bo Jinyu had already set up breakfast. He looked up and saw her coming down, giving her a welcoming smile, "Come eat, we need to hurry to work after, there's not much time left."
"Thank you, Uncle," Ye Anran said as she sat down at the dining table. She looked up to see Bo Jinyu ladling porridge for her.
The rich scent of chicken was appetizing and tantalizing.
She took the bowl of chicken porridge he had served and said again, "Thank you, Uncle."
