"Can you eat by yourself?" She gestured toward the bowl of porridge with her eyes.
Although eating on his own was indeed somewhat strenuous, fearing she'd be truly angered and chase him out, Jing Jihan nodded: "Yes, I can."
"Then eat by yourself."
After saying this, Shi Su turned around and hurriedly ran out.
Once outside, Shi Su called the local police station, asking if there had been any missing persons in Jiang City recently. The officer on the other end chuckled and said, "There are missing persons every day, a big city like Jiang City, there must be dozens if not a hundred reports each day from families of the missing."
"Can you check if there's someone named Ji Han, is he within your search range, has anyone reported him missing?" Shi Su carefully spoke into her phone, staring at the two words on the paper, deliberately enunciating "Ji Han" to ensure the other side heard clearly.
"Surname Ji, as in discipline, and Han, as in coldness."
There was silence from the officer's end, as if consulting the computer records. After a while, they replied, "There is no such person."
After hanging up, Shi Su looked again at the particularly elegant characters and returned half-believing.
It seemed this name wasn't his real name, did he just randomly choose this name himself?
Shi Su opened the door and entered the bedroom, seeing the man had already drunk the porridge and was sitting at the edge of the bed, seemingly trying to stand but obviously with difficulty.
"Do you really not remember anything?" She walked in, scrutinizing him.
Jing Jihan looked at her, his gaze steady: "There's no reason for me to lie to you."
"But you're too calm, if you don't remember anything, aren't you even a little panicked?"
Jing Jihan's stern brow moved slightly: "If I started to cry like a madman or threw a tantrum, would you kick me out?"
Shi Su's face was cold: "Yes."
"So, as an injured person who currently even has difficulty getting out of bed, regardless of any changes, I can only maintain the status quo for now, and talk about anything else after I've healed." Jing Jihan turned his face slightly to look at Shi Su standing by the door: "If I don't remain calm, I'll be thrown out, injured on the streets. Even if I remember nothing, I still understand weighing pros and cons."
Shi Su: "..."
She suddenly came back to her senses: "What did you just say, maintain the status quo? You plan to continue staying here?"
The man looked directly at her: "I'm very quiet, won't disturb you. I'll leave once my injuries heal."
"No way, it's just me and my daughter here, leaving a strange man in the house is impossible! Before you were unconscious, now you're awake, absolutely not!"
"Regard it as if I'm renting this bed; once I find my family, I'll repay you a hundredfold."
Shi Su sneered: "Do I look like someone who needs money?"
The man glanced at the four-square windows of the old apartment building and said flatly: "Yes."
Shi Su's eye twitched: "..."
She had borrowed high-interest loans just to escape abroad successfully. While abroad, she worked and studied part-time, had to live and raise a child. Even in the last two years, after breaking into the entertainment industry and acting in a few dramas, the treacherous environment made getting roles difficult. For a C-list female supporting role, the pay wasn't high.
After returning to Jiang City, she bought this small apartment in an old building on the city's outskirts. Housing prices in Jiang City were frighteningly expensive, and after the purchase, she indeed had little money left, still owing the mortgage.
When she thought of his expensive suit, she felt his promise of a hundredfold repayment seemed doable. Even if he didn't remember anything, a wealthy person like him missing would have someone trying to find him, eventually sending him home.
Actually, sleeping on the couch wasn't impossible. If needed, she could squeeze into Shi Mianmian's little bed...
"The bed in my house, two hundred a day, two thousand for ten days, and then multiply that by a hundredfold repayment, are you sure?"
The man's injured hand rested on the bed, looking at her: "I'm sure."
His tone and gaze didn't seem like mere talk, strangely giving the impression his words were reliable.
Shi Su nodded: "Then continue to sleep. Oh, and there's the medical fee for treating your injuries..."
"A hundredfold."
Shi Su gestured an OK with her hand and decisively stepped forward to start packing her things from the bedside to move her clothes and items out of the room.
Watching her swift and decisive actions, Jing Jihan didn't speak at first until Shi Su picked up Shi Mianmian's favorite white teddy bear from the bedside, saying, "Your daughter is very cute."
Holding the fluffy teddy bear, Shi Su continued packing and said, "Yes, she inherited the cuteness and good looks from me. I just don't know who she inherited her sometimes bossy and stubborn temper from. She attracts a group of little admirers in kindergarten but is always aloof and doesn't like to interact."
Jing Jihan glanced around the master bedroom, seemingly noticing there wasn't a single item belonging to a man.
"Your daughter's father..."
"Dead." Over the years, Shi Su always resolved such questions with these two words, this time responding with them without thinking.
Jing Jihan wasn't surprised, just looked at her calmly.
"By the way, your activity range is only this bed. For other places, I charge rent." Shi Su pointed to the bathroom as she spoke: "Based on human physiological needs, I won't charge for the bathroom and toilet."
Jing Jihan pondered: "Does the kitchen cost money?"
Shi Su was puzzled: "Why, you plan to cook?"
The man faintly curled his lips, his smile calm and indifferent: "It's that I want to eat more. The porridge earlier, can I have another bowl?"
"Isn't one bowl enough for you?"
"If you hadn't eaten for five days, would one bowl of porridge be satisfying?"
Shi Su immediately threw the things in her hand onto the floor beside her, turned around, and said as she walked towards the kitchen, "The kitchen is a hundred a day!"