In the afternoon, Jing Hao brought some of his belongings over. Although he wasn't sure how long he would stay, he knew he would be there for a while, at least until Qiao Mo's injuries improved.
Qiao Mo helped him tidy up, and as she hung his clothes in her wardrobe, she felt a bit lost.
He used to prefer more casual styles, but now that he was managing the company and enterprises, his daily attire had gradually transformed into suits.
Gazing at the suits that appeared in the closet, she couldn't help but recall the time at Nanshan Villa.
Fu Nancheng's clothes were similarly mixed with hers, yet they always gave her an inexplicable sense of peace and stability.
She shook her head lightly, unwilling to think about it further.
However, the sudden arrival of Jing Hao made her involuntarily link everything she saw to that man.
