Zhuo Xiangqiao thought of what happened this morning; he was concerned about the situation around Lin Yue. She had opened up to him, which meant that she had already made some decisions. Whatever her decisions were, he would be supportive.
"Hmm," Zhuo Xiangqiao replied, "Since you've decided on this, of course I will support you."
Back at the apartment, Mrs. Li had already delivered all the items, which she left with the doorman at the entrance of the residential complex. Lin Yue, looking at the clothes inside the box in front of her, frowned and asked, "Is this all your clothing?"
"I've been abroad for years, and I've only just returned to the country. There aren't many belongings at my house," Zhuo Xiangqiao said, sitting on the sofa.
"Should we pick a day to go shopping for some new clothes for you?" Lin Yue rummaged through the items in the box; indeed, most of them were styles from years ago.
