Fu Rongyin glanced at the food box she was holding, "Come in."
Gu Qingyu secretly rejoiced, "Thank you, Brother AhYin."
Fu Rongyin didn't like letting people into his home, never did, even Fu Hanyan had only been there once. Just yesterday, Gu Qingyu had expressed her envy and hadn't expected to be able to enter Fu Rongyin's home today.
The home's decor was just as she had imagined, the same minimalist style Fu Hanyan had described, nothing special.
Yet Gu Qingyu liked it very much.
She carefully masked the surprise in her eyes and set the food box on the coffee table.
"Your mom said you haven't been home in a while, so auntie made some soup you like, give it a try."
Fu Rongyin saw her opening the food box and timely said, "Leave it there, I'll have some later."
Gu Qingyu's hands paused, then she withdrew them, "Brother AhYin, your place is a bit messy, should I help you tidy up?"
"No need, a housekeeper will take care of it."
"Then... alright."
