His gaze seemed to carry deep meaning.
Qiao Xi couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Don't make it sound so suggestive. Is there anywhere else to choose from?"
Shen Dang hummed from his nose, especially casual, "I didn't say anything; aren't you the one twisting my words?"
Qiao Xi felt a bit annoyed inside, so she didn't speak.
Shen Dang rested one hand on the steering wheel, the corner of his mouth holding a careless smile, "Fine, I don't have a problem living in Yingyue Bay."
Yingyue Bay it is, then.
The car stopped under Qiao Xi's apartment building.
Shen Dang looked up and kindly offered, "Do you need me to help you pack?"
Qiao Xi gave him a weird look, "Now?"
Is it that urgent?
"Grandpa said he'd video call tonight, but who knows if he'll call in the afternoon. It's better to move earlier." He lifted his eyebrows and asked again, "Need my help?"
"No need!" Qiao Xi refused outright.
He wasn't this helpful when she returned from Jiang City last time.