Zhong Tingyue glanced at Li Yuan and noticed his awkward expression. She suddenly remembered that he had spent the night with her.
Doesn't that mean Li Zixia, just a young girl, was left all alone at home? What did she eat? Has she been buying all her meals? At her age, she probably can't cook, especially with how intense high school is. There are morning reading sessions and evening self-study classes every day. And where are Li Yuan's parents? With his family's wealth, they don't need to work, so why aren't they here with them? If nothing else, he could have at least hired a nanny for Zixia!
A storm of questions swirled in Zhong Tingyue's mind, and she couldn't help but steal another glance at Li Yuan.
Feeling her odd gaze, Li Yuan coughed awkwardly and explained, "Don't worry, Zixia knows how to cook. My parents went back to our hometown a little while ago. Mom should be back in a couple of days..."
