Cheng Yaozu brought a few people back to the house that the old man had given to Cheng Su. Cheng Su saw that everywhere in the house was clean and bright, without much dust, and even the bedding was neatly arranged, which warmed her heart.
This was also the Cheng family's way of looking after her. Otherwise, a house like this that was hardly lived in would have been three feet deep in dust by now.
"Thank you for helping me tidy up," Cheng Su said with a smile to Cheng Yaozu.
"Is it fun to say that? You left the key with me in the first place, and I hired someone to clean it, so I didn't even have to tidy it up myself," Cheng Yaozu shrugged.
Mother Qi and the others listened nearby, slightly surprised. From the sound of it, was this house actually Cheng Su's?
