"Have a seat."

Jiang Yiren said without looking up.

She turned around and started pulling clothes out of the wardrobe one by one, stuffing them into a suitcase.

The suitcase was large, but her clothes were more plentiful; she kept stuffing them in without even looking.

Wang Dahai watched as the suitcase visibly began to fill up with the clothes, and he was quite astounded.

Jiang Yiren's room was very spacious, at least fifty square meters in size.

There was a bed, with a whole row of wardrobes along the wall next to it.

There was also a walk-in closet and a bathroom next to it.

When she was about halfway through packing, suddenly the sound of a car came from downstairs.

Jiang Yiren paused for a moment, then quickly went to the balcony to take a look and hurried back, nervously saying, "My mom is back."

"Ah?"

Wang Dahai got nervous: "Then, should I..."

"Hide in the walk-in closet."

Jiang Yiren pushed him into the walk-in closet.

The walk-in closet was a long corridor with wardrobes fitted along both walls.

After Wang Dahai hid, Jiang Yiren closed the closet door and whispered, "Don't make a sound."

"Okay."

Wang Dahai was incredibly nervous.

But then he thought, since it's a big villa, even if her mom came over, she might not enter the house.

And even if she entered the house, she might not come to the walk-in closet.

Such coincidences were rare.

Wang Dahai strained his ears to listen to the movements outside.

After about seven or eight minutes, he suddenly heard the door opening.

Then, he heard an angry female voice.

"Why did you break up with him?"

That voice must be Jiang Yiren's mom?

Even though he couldn't see her, from the voice alone Wang Dahai could feel how stern this woman's expression must be.

It must be terrifying.

"I've already said, I don't like him. It was you who forced me to date."

"Feelings can be cultivated..."

"But I don't want to cultivate anything with him."

Jiang Yiren said impatiently: "You never care about what I like, you never consider me."

The woman was silent, and after a few minutes, suddenly asked, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yiren snorted, "Aren't you the one who told me to leave? I'm packing up now and will move out soon."

"Nonsense!"

"Who is causing nonsense."

Jiang Yiren said, "I've already found a place, I won't come back to live here. Don't call me for no reason, and stop arranging blind dates for me."

The woman was silent again, this time for a long time, until her footsteps faded from the room.

Wang Dahai breathed a sigh of relief.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yiren came over and whispered, "Hide for a bit longer; wait until my mom leaves before you come out."

"Okay."

Wang Dahai exhaled.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Yiren came over and opened the closet door: "Come out now."

"Has Auntie left?"

"Yes."

Jiang Yiren said, "Let's go."

"I'll help you."

Wang Dahai picked up the suitcase and went downstairs with her.

It wasn't until they had left the villa that Wang Dahai truly relaxed.

They got on a motorcycle, and half an hour later, Wang Dahai drove to the residential area where he lived.

As they entered the house, Jiang Yiren took a glance at the shoe rack first.

From the shoe rack, she saw several pairs of girls' shoes.

Then, she walked around the living room for a bit.

The house decoration rather suited her taste.

She continued walking toward the inside, the side bedroom door was locked, the master bedroom door wasn't.

She took a tour around the master bedroom, with Wang Dahai following behind her.

"Where will I sleep?"

She turned around and suddenly asked.

This question stumped Wang Dahai.

There are only two rooms in this house.

One of them is occupied by Wu Yun.

Now only his own room is left.

Although they had some physical intimacy, Jiang Yiren hadn't fully opened up.

Given their current relationship, living together directly is definitely inappropriate.

Wang Dahai scratched his head: "You can stay here."

"And you?"

"I'll sleep in the living room."

Jiang Yiren's lips curled up slightly, she didn't say anything, which was taken as an agreement.

"I'll change the bedsheet for you."

Wang Dahai immediately took out a new bedsheet from the wardrobe and swiftly changed it.

Jiang Yiren just sat on the side, watching him work, her smile never fading.

After changing the bedsheet, Wang Dahai opened the wardrobe again: "The wardrobe is a bit small, I'm not sure if it can fit everything."

His own clothes were few, not taking up much space.

Most of the wardrobe was empty.

Jiang Yiren said: "It's enough."

She opened her suitcase, took out the clothes inside, and placed them one by one.

When she took out her underwear, her movements were slightly awkward, and her eyes darted towards Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai hadn't noticed at first, but seeing her glance, he subconsciously looked over.

He saw her holding various underwear, all different styles, very sexy.

"Turn around, don't look."

Jiang Yiren's face flushed, and she chided.

Wang Dahai quickly turned back around.

If it were somewhere else, he definitely wouldn't stop staring.

But not now.

Jiang Yiren had just run away from home and switched to a new environment.

At such times, a person's heart is most vulnerable.

During such times, even a little grievance can easily make one feel aggrieved.

Thus, Wang Dahai had to accommodate her in everything.

After finishing packing, Jiang Yiren said: "Let's go."

Leaving home, Wang Dahai checked the time; it was only three in the afternoon.

There was still plenty of time.

"Senior sister, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Let's eat at home." Jiang Yiren asked, "Can you cook?"

"Yes." Wang Dahai replied, "Order whatever you want, I'll cook it for you."

"Do you really know how to cook?"

"Don't believe me?"

"I'm a bit skeptical."

"Then let's wait and see."

Wang Dahai confidently said, "Let's go, let's take a stroll in the vegetable market."

"Sure."

The two left home and arrived at the nearby vegetable market.

The vegetable market was full of the hustle and bustle of daily life, which Wang Dahai found very usual, but for Jiang Yiren, it was all very novel.

She had never been to a vegetable market since she was young, and everything she saw was fresh to her.

Seeing her standing curiously in front of a fish stall, Wang Dahai couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking at?"

"Looking at the fish."

"What's there to see in fish?" Wang Dahai felt perplexed.

Jiang Yiren said, "I've never been to a vegetable market."

"Ah?" Wang Dahai paused for a moment: "Never before?"

"Never."

"Not even once from childhood?"

"Yep." Jiang Yiren said, "It was always the housekeeper who cooked at home; my parents never took me here either."

Wang Dahai suddenly didn't know what to say.

For the first time, he felt that he and she seemed to live in completely different worlds.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of inferiority.

Along with the inferiority, he couldn't help but wonder, does he and this senior sister really have a future together?

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