In Li Ling's bedroom.
Chen Hao sat somewhat awkwardly on the bed, while Li Ling next to him took out a needle and thread, stitching up the corner of Chen Hao's sleeve stitch by stitch.
She had noticed earlier that there was a tear on the sleeve of Chen Hao's clothing and had brought him in to mend it on the spot.
"You know, you really need someone to take good care of you," Li Ling said carefully mending his clothes, and offhandedly remarked, "I remember the first time you came to the company wearing these clothes. With such a high salary, why don't you buy a few more outfits? Look at this; the threads are coming loose on several parts of this garment."
"Well, I haven't had the time to shop…" Chen Hao coughed lightly and said.
He wasn't lying; he had a few sets of clothes in his rental place, but those were purchased after he returned to Huaxia, and he had been wearing them in rotation ever since, without really buying any new ones.
