"You're back."
Ruan Hongzhuang was sitting on the sofa, doodling in a notebook.
She was dressed casually today, a white short-sleeve paired with form-fitting jeans; simple yet perfectly accentuating her curves.
Shen Siyuan, curious, leaned in.
He saw it was all household items.
Bed sheets, duvet covers, hanging paintings, vase ornaments, and so on.
Some were crossed out, others added with a pen.
Clearly, these were things to buy for the new house.
"Does it need to be this troublesome?"
"Living life isn't that simple," Ruan Hongzhuang said, giving him a look.
Then she suspiciously asked, "It's your day off, where did you run off to early in the morning?"
I did not expect her to be such a jealous type.
But it made Shen Siyuan curious why she didn't just call him and had to wait for him to come back to ask.
"Of course, I didn't want to disturb you. But you haven't said, what did you do?"
"I met someone for some business," Shen Siyuan said.
"What business?"
