Making the First Move

Zhao Hao came back and forth several times, and Ye Xingchen also saw the situation with Zhao Hao's family.

While Zhao Hao was busy, Li Anran was eating and nursing her child comfortably at home. Ye Xingchen frowned at the sight.

Li Anran was still able to brainwash Zhao Hao in the time he spent putting the items away.

"Brother Zhao, you're so capable!"

"Aiya, I say, Brother Zhao, don't follow that Ye Xingchen anymore. Look at him, he only gives you so little food every day. We don't even have enough to eat. You might as well make a few more trips now and bring back more things. We'll be more comfortable on our own."

"What are you saying? Little Ye has helped me so much. I don't want to hear such words. You're not allowed to say them in the future! You can cook for yourself. I'm going again!"

Zhao Hao had long forgotten that there was a camera with a radio function on his head. He turned around and left the house.