Rong Yan's emotions were somewhat complex, because she had never thought about living together with him.
Now, hearing what he meant... did it seem like he had arranged everything for her?
"I... I won't take this money, you keep it for now, and I'll ask you for more when I run out."
She had already taken sixty yuan from him, and taking more would be inappropriate, unless she intended to spend her life with him.
Qin Ye's gentle expression collapsed in an instant.
"Are you disgusted with my money, or are you..." not planning to live with me after all?
But he swallowed these words before they left his lips.
He was afraid that once he said it out loud, she would be honest with him.
After all, she had cut ties with that home today... meaning she had probably achieved her own goal.
If it had been yesterday, maybe he would have wholeheartedly agreed if she wanted to leave, but today—he didn't want her to go.
