Jinn Xiu wanted to give the things back to Chuzheng, but Chuzheng always found them either in her room or somewhere she could see them.
Finally, Chuzheng threatened to throw them away if he didn't want them, and Jinn Xiu accepted the items.
The only way to repay her was probably by cooking a meal for Chuzheng.
Maybe because he had been cooking for a while, Jinn Xiu's culinary skills had improved quite a bit.
Chuzheng sat at the table waiting for Jinn Xiu to serve the dishes, her gaze falling on the documents on the table.
"You started a company?"
"Yeah." Jinn Xiu turned off the stove, plated the dish, and brought it over, "I have to start again, after all."
Selling the house brought quite a bit of money, providing enough start-up funds.
But the scale can't compare to before, now it's merely a small workshop.
However, Jinn Xiu believed that given time, he could rebuild it.
"So, are you willing to start anew with me?"
Jinn Xiu paused with the rice he was serving.
