Su Xiaomo realized when she got back home that she couldn't get used to this place anymore.
Everywhere she turned, she found it inferior to He Jiayu's place.
Gosh… What was wrong with her? Su Xiaomo shook her head, then called the housekeeping service, who then sent someone to give her place a thorough clean.
She went back to her room and began to draw on her wacom. She was so absorbed in her work that when she realized how hungry she was, it was after eight o'clock in the evening.
"He Jiayu, what are we having for dinner tonight…" she called out involuntarily.
No one responded to her in the silent room.
Only then did it occur to Su Xiaomo that she was back in her own place.
He Jiayu… wasn't around anymore.
She heaved a sigh and ordered some takeout. The delivery guy arrived shortly afterward.
