"Huh?" Rong Xingyu had not expected the shop manager to ask him such a question and froze on the spot.
Every day, the moment he opened his eyes, he was thinking about how to earn a little more money to help support the family, so that his family could live a better life.
Where would he possibly find the spare energy to think about matters like that?
Under the shop manager's burning gaze, Rong Xingyu felt his cheeks slowly heating up.
Rong Xingyu wanted to nod, but for some reason, his neck felt as if it had rusted over. It stiffened there and his head simply would not move no matter what.
Perhaps it was because the expression on Rong Xingyu's face looked far too unnatural, or perhaps because he had stayed silent for too long. The shop manager widened her eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "So you're not single?"
Carrying the mung bean soup that the shop manager had stuffed into his hands at the last moment, Rong Xingyu kept his head lowered and quickly come to home.
