You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Su Qinghe held her water glass, head down, and remained silent for a long time, seemingly trying to figure out how to start the conversation.

Jiang Che was very patient. He knew that there were some things that were not easy to say and that needed time to process, so he waited for her silently.

After a long while, Su Qinghe, her eyes red, said in a low, halting voice:

My family... went bankrupt.

"My parents... I don't know where they went, and I can't get through to them on the phone."

"My relatives...sold our house and kicked me out..."

"I went to confront them, and they...they had people beat me up...and then...my eyes..."

She didn't say anything more, but Jiang Che understood everything by now.

These are a bunch of animals! What kind of relatives are like this?

Jiang Che's fist clenched instantly, a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart to his head.

He'd seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless!

It's one thing to rob someone of their property, but to beat them blind and throw them out?

Looking at the girl curled up on the sofa, not daring to lift her head, the irritation he felt because of Lin Wanwan turned into a raging fury against these beasts.

"You'll be living here from now on."

Jiang Che's words were not a suggestion; his tone was very firm, and it was a notification to Su Qinghe.

Upon hearing this, Su Qinghe suddenly raised her head, her empty eyes "looking" in his direction, her face full of panic, her small hands waving frantically.

"No, no, that won't do! It's too much trouble for you!"

She waved her hands frantically and tried to stand up unsteadily, saying, "I...I'll leave now."

For her, Jiang Che's ability to rescue her from those thugs and bring her back to take a bath was already a great favor.

How could she continue to trouble Jiang Che?

"Leave? Where are you going?"

Seeing this, Jiang Che grabbed her shoulder and pressed her back onto the sofa. "Go back to that alley and keep rummaging through the trash cans? Or wait for those thugs to come looking for you again?"

His tone was harsh, and his words were like knives, making Su Qinghe tremble and her face turn even paler.

She bit her lip, stammering for a long time, "But...but I shouldn't cause you any more trouble..."

Whether it's troublesome or not is up to me.

Jiang Che interrupted her, his tone becoming more forceful, "Now that I've taken you in, I definitely have to take responsibility for you to the end."

"If you really feel bad about it, you can always find a way to pay me back later."

Although Jiang Che said that she should pay him back later, he didn't really take it seriously at all.

For him, helping Su Qinghe was just a trivial matter. Besides, they were practically friends, and as friends, helping each other was only natural.

Su Qinghe was stunned by his domineering demeanor. She dared not speak anymore and could only helplessly clutch the hem of her clothes, sitting there at a loss.

Seeing her devastated state, Jiang Che realized he had been too harsh.

He softened his tone, "Alright, that's settled then."

"You're a patient now, and you're blind. If you run around, you'll only end up dead."

"My house is very big, one more person won't make a difference. Just stay here and don't worry about anything else."

Su Qinghe knew that if she refused again, she would be being ungrateful.

Moreover, she really had nowhere to go right now. She was blind, had no money or phone, and could only borrow clothes from Jiang Che.

If she really goes back to living on the streets, those thugs will definitely come after her again...

Su Qinghe reached out and touched the leather sofa beside her, the soft texture making her want to linger.

Then she... will stay with Jiang Che.

When she has the chance in the future, she will definitely repay him properly.

Thinking of this, Su Qinghe smiled sweetly at Jiang Che, "Then... thank you, Jiang Che."

She paused, then seemed to remember something, and cautiously asked, "Um... if I stay here, will it bother my aunt and uncle?"

"If that's the case, then I'd rather..."

"Don't worry about that. My parents don't live with me. I live alone here." Jiang Che immediately dispelled her concerns. "So you can just stay here without worrying about anything else."

"Oh, okay..." Su Qinghe nodded cautiously.

With his accommodation problem settled, Jiang Che finally felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.

He glanced at Su Qinghe's still-wet hair, then got up and went to get a hairdryer.

Watching Su Qinghe blow-dry her hair, Jiang Che began to stare blankly at her face again.

Until my stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

Jiang Che then realized that he hadn't eaten anything properly all day.

Moreover, judging from Su Qinghe's thin and weak appearance, she probably hasn't eaten properly for the past month.

Thinking of this, Jiang Che took out his phone, opened the food delivery app, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Qinghe didn't hear Jiang Che speak at first, until she felt a tap on her shoulder. She quickly turned off the hairdryer, asking, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Che asked again, and Su Qinghe paused for a moment before shaking her head, "Anything... is fine."

Here we go again, just casually.

Jiang Che was too lazy to ask any more questions, so he directly ordered a well-reviewed private restaurant nearby, a light congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and a few side dishes.

While waiting for the takeout, the living room was eerily quiet, with only the sound of two people breathing heavily and lightly.

After drying her hair, Su Qinghe sat quietly in the corner of the sofa without saying a word, as still as a cotton doll.

Jiang Che felt a little awkward. He scratched his head, trying to find a topic to talk about, but he didn't know what to say.

He had no choice but to take out his phone and pretend to play, but in reality, he kept glancing at Su Qinghe out of the corner of his eye.

The girl seemed to have gotten tired of sitting, so she changed her posture and curled up in the corner of the sofa with her knees drawn up to her chest, but she still didn't move.

Like a little animal abandoned by the whole world, it's especially pitiful.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Che sprang up from the sofa as if granted a pardon, ran to the door to pick up the takeout, and then went into the restaurant to set the food on the table.

"Come and eat."

He called out, and Su Qinghe responded with an "Ah!" before slowly groping her way to her feet and walking towards the direction of the sound.

Jiang Che watched as she stretched out her hand, cautiously reaching forward as if afraid of bumping into something, and sighed inwardly again.

He walked over and grabbed her wrist. "This way."

Su Qinghe's wrists were very slender and soft, with smooth and tender skin that felt wonderful to the touch.

Jiang Che led her to the dining table and sat her down, then put chopsticks and a spoon in her hands.

"Here, I ordered you a bowl of porridge. Is it alright if you drink it yourself?"

Su Qinghe obediently held the chopsticks and spoon, and smiled slightly. "I can do it."

Jiang Che was worried, so he kept an eye on Su Qinghe. Only after seeing that she could eat by herself did he sit down opposite her and start eating by himself.

The meal was eaten quietly.

Jiang Che ate quickly, finishing a bowl of rice in just a few bites.

He looked up and saw that Su Qinghe was still sipping the porridge, and in just half a day, she had gotten a minor injury from the porridge.

She ate very slowly and carefully, probably afraid of making a mess and causing trouble for Jiang Che if she couldn't see it.

The spoon and bowl collided, making a slight sound.

Jiang Che watched her cautious demeanor, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Just as I was silently lamenting the unfairness of fate, I heard a voice from the other side, barely audible.

"That... Jiang Che."

"Hmm?" Jiang Che raised his chin.

Su Qinghe stopped what she was doing, held the bowl of porridge, and said very softly in his direction:

"Thank you."