Qian Haiyi felt relieved and settled down in the small apartment, officially starting to live with Han Xueqian.

However, once the young master, who has been pampered since childhood, starts to have to do everything himself, conflicts arise. For example, if neither of them knows how to do laundry or cook, how can they expect to eat out every day?

In the end, Han Xueqian paid for a part-time cleaner to come over, and these conflicts were resolved.

However, another problem arose. Since Qian Haiyi had been living a life of luxury since childhood, he simply didn't have the money to support those designer brands after moving here. But he wasn't used to wearing ordinary clothes either. What should he do?

Han Xueqian was the only one who could afford to support them.

However, Han Xueqian doesn't have much pocket money. Han Guosheng isn't a generous person, and he only earns about 300,000 to 500,000 yuan a year. Zhou Yunmeng usually handles the purchase of luxury goods, so this amount of money is just for her to eat out and go shopping, which is quite a lot.

But compared to Qian Haiyi, it looked extremely shabby.

"The suit has to be from G-brand, custom-made, and these..." Qian Haiyi looked at the suit in front of him with some disdain, but when he saw Han Xueqian's slightly somber face, he suddenly realized something, quickly shut his mouth, and gave an awkward smile, "Qian, that's not what I meant, I..."

"Brother Haiyi," Han Xueqian sighed, "I don't have much money left either; these have already used up all my savings."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Qian Haiyi hurriedly hugged Han Xueqian and apologized. "I just haven't adjusted yet. Don't worry, I'll be fine soon. I'll go find a job right away..."

Han Xueqian then smiled and said, "Okay."

Before we knew it, it was the last day of August.

Le Yao got up at 5:30 and went to call Qiao Qiao to go for a run. She wanted to learn martial arts from Qiao Qiao, and the first thing she needed to do was to have the stamina, so she would get up and go for a run every day.

“Honey, let’s go out for lunch together.” After finishing her morning run, Qiao Qiao glanced at Le Yao. “My aunt and brother came to Xiling City yesterday, but they’re jet-lagged, so they haven’t been in touch.”

“Okay.” Le Yao nodded. “Aunt Qiao is a big star.”

"I'll have her take a photo with you and sign it."

"That's great." Yue Yao nodded. Qiao Zi was a renowned Chinese martial arts star. "Where has it been decided?"

Qiaoqiao stopped and looked at Leyao strangely: "They want to go to Leyao's Food House, but today's table has already been booked."

"That table is for dinner today. I'll go over and cook lunch myself." Le Yao laughed when she heard that. "Whenever our aunt wants to eat, it's never a problem."

"That would be great."

"But Joe, has our cottage become famous overseas?" Yue Yao couldn't help but laugh. "That's too..."

"They saw it on Weibo when they returned to China."

Le Yao chuckled twice: "I thought we were already able to break through national borders and go global."

“Honey, you’re overthinking it.” Qiao Qiao patted Le Yao’s shoulder. “But it’s not impossible, it’s just a matter of time.”

Office of the General Manager of Xiling Branch of Nangong Group.

Nangong Jue took a bite and ordered his men to buy a cake from Leyao's Food Shop. His furrowed brows immediately relaxed. Even someone like him who doesn't like sweets had to admit that it was delicious. No wonder it was made by his wife.