"Should I go up and help you move, or should I accompany you while you move?" Jing Jihan looked at her, not giving her a third option. Shi Su raised her lashes, "Does it have to be now?" "How much longer do you want to keep being followed by paparazzi?" Jing Jihan’s tone was blunt, full of warning, "Until Shi Mianmian appears in the camera, affecting your own work and life, while also disturbing Mianmian’s innocent and unperturbed kindergarten life? Or until you keep getting blocked in the hallway with various excuses before you feel relieved?" No matter how she argued now, it seemed she was at a loss. Previously, she wasn’t exposed to the media, but now she was continually reminded that she must move immediately. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have texted Jun saying she wanted to find a house. But recently, she’s been too busy to finalize the moving plans. Where can she go to stay in the middle of the night? Shi Su: "... Do I really have to move now?" Jing Jihan shot her a glance, clearly thinking she was talking nonsense. Shi Su was sleepy, but she felt if she didn’t agree to pack her things and move now, she might be stuck sleeping in his car all night. She might as well quickly pack her things and find another place to sleep. Arriving at her front door, Shi Su took out her keys to open it. Once inside, she wasn’t sure where to start packing. She planned to pack some essentials and clothes she needed soon into a suitcase, along with some of Shi Mianmian’s clothes. Everything else could be moved later once they settled. Though she wasn’t planning to sell the apartment right away, she’d leave things that weren’t urgently needed here for now. After all, they wouldn’t be going anywhere. "I can pack my things myself, you can sit down first." Shi Su glanced at Jing Jihan as she spoke and pointed to the sofa. Jing Jihan didn’t sit down. As he lowered his gaze, he saw the cardboard box she once kicked still in the master bedroom. The things she hadn’t dealt with since he didn’t plan to take them. She had been saying she would throw them away, yet they’re still here. Shi Su first ran back to the master bedroom to grab clothes from the cabinet. She took out a few pieces, folded them, and placed them into the open suitcase before turning to the bathroom to pack up. Jing Jihan walked into the master bedroom, casting his gaze at the familiar bed. The big white teddy bear, which used to be there, was back in its original place. The wardrobe doors were open, and since it was late, Shi Su hurried through without time to organize the disarray inside, leaving the remaining clothes slightly untidy in the cabinet. Jing Jihan glimpsed a trophy buried inside, only a golden corner visible amidst the clothes. Read complete version only at novel•fire.net Even when he lived there, Jing Jihan never opened her cabinets or looked through her things when Shi Su wasn’t home. Just as Jing Jihan stretched his leg to go over, Shi Su rushed out of the bathroom and ran over to the cabinet, her face awkward as she said, "I just need to get a few pieces of underwear... Could you turn around for a moment..." The man looked at her upon hearing her words. Shi Su stood her ground, staring at him defiantly. She couldn’t believe someone as gentlemanly as him would suddenly become creepy enough to want to see her collecting a pile of underwear. Until the man turned, looking towards the bed, Shi Su swiftly opened a drawer in the cabinet, grabbing several pieces of underwear and bringing them to the living room to fold and sort out on the sofa. Upon hearing activity in the living room, Jing Jihan turned back, once again spotting the trophy in the cabinet, noting several certificates in the open drawer. He picked one up and opened it, revealing a blue-background passport-sized photo of Shi Su at about seventeen or eighteen, with her hair neatly pinned up, wearing standard dance attire—fair as snow skin, elegant swan neck, charming collarbones, clear bright eyes, showcasing a confident, poised smile for the camera. The certificates were from domestic official dance competitions, winning the Lotus Cup’s gold trophy. Furthermore, these trophies and certificates were results from various dance contests she competed in during her teens, most being champion or gold awards. Shi Su never mentioned she could dance. When Jing Jihan once unintentionally saw her resume on the dining table, she hadn’t included these teenage honors, only mentioning her studies completed in the United States. The numerous awards she had were something countless girls in the dance profession worked for years to achieve, representing the pinnacle of dance accolades. Her glorious teenage years had been forgotten and left unspoken by Shi Su, even squeezing all into the drawer’s bottom. In the living room, Shi Su packed and spoke loudly, "Alright, I’ll take these things first; two suitcases are enough." Jing Jihan placed the drawer’s contents back quietly before walking out of the master bedroom, finding Shi Su had already packed the suitcases and put his jacket on the sofa back. She had changed into another coat, with one hand on the suitcases’ handles, the other holding a small bag, clearly not intending to bring much. Meanwhile, she indicated with her eyes for him to wear his jacket again. It was cooler than before outside; even though he looked good in a shirt, the cool temperature should come first. After all, she borrowed the jacket for quite a while earlier. Shi Su curiously asked, "Where exactly are you planning for me to stay? If not a hotel, then where?" After wearing the jacket, Jing Jihan slightly adjusted the collar, maintaining silence over Shi Su’s deliberately hidden past in the drawer, before moving to take the suitcase handles from her and turning towards the door. "Where exactly are we going?" Shi Su jogged after him, as his height and long legs made it necessary for her to run to keep up. The black Bentley drove into Kaixing Mansion’s underground parking. Shi Su noticed the surrounding area and Kaixing Mansion signage right after the car entered. If she wasn’t mistaken, this was near his company. With the car stopped, before Jing Jihan could get out, Shi Su said, "You think I can live in a top-notch apartment like you do in the city center? I can’t afford this rent! I’m not staying!" Unfastening his seatbelt and getting out, Jing Jihan opened the trunk, taking out her luggage. As she watched him take her luggage towards the elevator in the parking lot, Shi Su quickly got out to pursue him, "I’ve already said I won’t stay here, forget it, I’ll just find a hotel myself, you don’t need to..." The elevator doors opened with a "ding," Jing Jihan looked back at her, "I promised to repay you a hundredfold; money you won’t take, things you don’t want, giving you a place to stay shouldn’t be too much." Shi Su: "Though you say that, however..." Not giving her a chance to object, Jing Jihan casually reached over and led her into the elevator.