There was a pair of men's trousers at Xiang Nanzhi's feet. She stepped over the clothes, and Shen Shixun bent down to hang them back up for her.
She turned around, smiled, and asked, "You know him?"
"I don't know him."
It was just a small favor.
Xiang Nanzhi had just finished crying, and there were still tear stains on her face. When she got into the room, she lay down on the small bed and kicked off her shoes.
Shen Shixun picked up the shoes and put them back in their original place, then arranged the slippers neatly by the bed.
Xiang Nanzhi only brought some personal belongings, but the young lady had a lot of things to use, and putting them all in the small room that was only about ten square meters made his place seem especially cramped.
Shen Shixun, a tall man of 1.9 meters, never felt crowded living here, but when she and his things arrived, he inexplicably felt a little guilty.
Isn't it really unfair to her? This place isn't even as big as the balcony in her room.
"Shen Shixun, you'll have to take care of me from now on."
"keep."
The man opened the wardrobe and took out his bank card from his coat.
He didn't have much money at the construction site before, and he had to take some home every month to pay for his mother's medical treatment. After helping Uncle Zhou get work, he took on two more major projects, and his balance gradually increased.
A bank card was slipped into Xiang Nanzhi's hand. Now she didn't need to be polite with her anymore; she was going to have to support herself.
Sitting up in bed, Xiang Nanzhi took out one of his cards.
The man was taken aback. "You're still hiding things??"
“This isn’t something I’m hiding; it’s money I earned. Didn’t you say before that all the money I spent came from my family? Look, I earn money too. This is all money I earned myself.”
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