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

Jiang Che frowned slightly. Was Su Qinghe asleep? Or was she wearing headphones and playing on her phone and didn't hear him?

He knocked a few more times with more force, "Thump, thump, thump!"

This time, there was a reaction inside the house.

A series of light, hurried footsteps came from inside the door, approaching quickly. It was clear that they were walking very fast, and there was a slight knocking sound as well.

Jiang Che couldn't help but worry about Su Qinghe. Why was this silly girl running? What if she bumped into something and fell down?

Soon, the door was pulled open a crack from the inside, and Su Qinghe's head peeked out from behind it.

She had her hair up today, revealing a section of her long, fair neck, and you could even see some of her collarbone below.

Because she had jogged over, a few strands of hair fell across her forehead, giving her an air of gentle, domestic wifely charm from head to toe.

Su Qinghe was clearly a little nervous at first because she couldn't see and therefore couldn't immediately identify who was outside.

Her nose twitched slightly, and she quickly caught a familiar and pleasant scent.

It's Jiang Che!

She visibly relaxed, her previously tense body unwinding, and an obvious look of joy appeared on her face.

Even so, she still cautiously asked, "Jiang Che... is that you?"

"it's me."

Jiang Che reached out and patted her head, then squeezed into the entryway. "I forgot my keys when I left this morning. Luckily you were home, otherwise I would have had to spend an extra hundred dollars to find a locksmith today."

Su Qinghe stepped aside to make room for him to change his shoes. Hearing this, she pinched the corner of her apron a little shyly: "Actually, you don't have to carry keys anymore. I'll always be a good girl and wait for you to come home."

"Oh? It doesn't seem like it's a bad idea." Jiang Che agreed as he bent down to change his shoes.

However, Su Qinghe will have to go back to school after his eyes are healed, so he can only enjoy this service for a short period of time.

Jiang Che changed his shoes and went home. After walking a few steps, he noticed that the house seemed to have become much cleaner and tidier.

When he lived alone, he would just throw his clothes anywhere, and he hasn't changed that habit since Su Qinghe moved in these past two days.

Now, his coat and other belongings, which he had casually tossed on the sofa, are neatly folded and placed on the armrest, while the magazines and remote control scattered on the coffee table have been gathered in a corner.

In addition, the floor inside the room was clearly mopped, and there was a faint lemon scent in the air, which was very fresh and pleasant.

This was clearly the result of Su Qinghe's hard work all morning.

Jiang Che stood still, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the tidy living room and the somewhat flustered Su Qinghe in front of him, his brows furrowing slightly.

It's not easy for a normal person to clean a house of more than 100 square meters so clean in such a short time, let alone a blind person who can't even see things.

Living under someone else's roof made Su Qinghe accustomed to pleasing others and to exchanging labor for that tiny bit of living space.

If you don't let her do something, she will feel anxious and uneasy.

"Did you do all of this?"

Jiang Che sighed helplessly, placed the takeout he was holding on the dining table, and turned to look at her.

Su Qinghe keenly sensed something was off about Jiang Che's tone. She lowered her head in a fluster, twisting her hands behind her back: "I figured I had nothing better to do, so I tidied up the house to pass the time..."

Jiang Che reached out and gently tucked the stray hairs that had fallen across her forehead behind her ear, teasing her with a smile, "You're pretty good, you did a great job, cleaner than many of the housekeepers I've hired before."

"However, you don't need to do this kind of heavy work yourself in the future. At least don't do it again until you see it with your own eyes. What if you get hurt?"

Su Qinghe was happy to hear Jiang Che praise her, but when she heard him tell her not to do any work, she gently shook her head: "No, I've already explored it once, and I roughly know where all the furniture is. I won't hurt myself."

"That won't work either."

Jiang Che took her wrist and led her to a round, white machine in the corner of the living room. "If you really want to tidy up the house, you can use this."

Su Qinghe squatted down blankly, reaching out to touch the disc-shaped object. "What is this?"

"Robot vacuum cleaner."

Jiang Che squatted down next to her, patiently holding her hand and guiding her to touch the buttons on it. "If you want to clean in the future, just press this middle button, and it will run all over the house by itself, taking care of sweeping and mopping."

Su Qinghe opened her mouth wide in surprise, her fingers tracing the smooth button, afraid to press too hard for fear of breaking this high-tech gadget.

"There's also a dishwasher in the kitchen, so don't be silly and wash the dishes by hand; it'll hurt your hands."

If it weren't for the mention of the robot vacuum cleaner, Jiang Che would have completely forgotten that there was a dishwasher in the kitchen.

So what did it mean when he stupidly washed the dishes by hand last night? Does that make him capable?

Jiang Che led Su Qinghe around the house, teaching her how to use the robot vacuum, dishwasher, and washing machine.

He taught her very carefully, explaining the location of every button, the purpose of every function, and even where to pour the laundry detergent and how much to pour, holding her hand and letting her experience it herself several times.

Su Qinghe studied very diligently. Although she was blind, she had an excellent memory. She could basically remember the approximate location after Jiang Che said it once.

"Did you remember?"

After finishing the last item, Jiang Che straightened up and looked at Su Qinghe, who was still fiddling with the washing machine knob.

"Hmm... I've roughly remembered it."

Su Qinghe nodded, her face showing a mixture of curiosity and excitement.

Although she had these things at home before, her parents never let her use them. Instead, they forced her to manually mop every floor in the house and wash all the family's clothes by hand.

"It's okay if I can't remember, I'm at home most of the time anyway."

Jiang Che rubbed her head. "Let's eat first, the food will get cold."

The two returned to the dining table and sat down.

Jiang Che opened each of the takeout boxes one by one, and carefully placed the chopsticks into Su Qinghe's hand.

"Today I bought braised pork, sweet and sour spare ribs, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a pork rib soup, which is very nourishing."

As Jiang Che spoke, he placed a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into her bowl. "Eat more and take good care of yourself. You'll be having surgery soon."

Su Qinghe buried her head in her food, taking small bites, and softly hummed in response, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

After saying that, the two of them ate their meal quietly, and neither of them spoke again.

Jiang Che ate slowly, spending most of his time watching whether Su Qinghe had picked up any food.

Seeing how much she enjoyed her meal, he felt his appetite improve as well.

In addition, he was also considering whether or not to tell Su Qinghe about his marathon running.