Because he was unfamiliar with the domestic situation, Mu Yuming bought many items, unsure if they would be of any use.
Father and daughter lugged their heavy bags home only to meet the cold scorn in Li Ya's eyes.
If they were to take all these things, each of the three family members would need to carry four large suitcases on average.
It was no different from moving house, which in fact it essentially was.
"You really don't plan on coming back, do you?"
"I have my pride too, and can't always let people kick me around like a soccer ball, right?"
Mu Yuming's tone was very serious, "This is a matter of a man's dignity. I have hands and feet; where can't I find work? Since I decided to go back, I won't easily change my mind."
"You really won't come back?"
"If I ever come back, it will only be to burn paper for my father."
"What if you can't make money, we can't afford a nanny, and there's no one to cook?"
