Sitting around always made the atmosphere between the two somewhat awkward, so Xia Yuan began to make conversation out of nothing.
"I know you fell out with your father, which is why you ran away from home. I've even been to the little hostel you were staying at. I honestly thought you could stay there for a while."
"What I didn't expect was that you'd completely turn the company into your home. Fortunately, the storage room is quite spacious, or else the boss might have had something to say about it."
Yang Fan really didn't want to talk about his father, so he could only pretend to be asleep with his eyes closed.
Xia Yuan looked at Yang Fan with a face full of wistfulness.
"Can you please not be like this, stand up and talk to me. I probably really can't leave tonight."
Yang Fan could only sigh softly.