After finishing eating, she washed the dishes, then glanced at the empty living room.
For a long time before, Su Nuannuan had treated this place as home.
But now looking at this empty house... it didn't feel like home at all.
Turns out, it wasn't that this place was home… it was that wherever the uncle was, that was home.
Su Nuannuan stood in the living room dazing for a bit, then, without the slightest reluctance, wiped away her tears and left.
Stinky uncle, I don't care about you at all!
I can live just fine without you!
It's just that food doesn't taste good anymore, and she has no energy for anything.
After returning to the Jih Family, she curled up on the living room sofa and kept her mom company watching TV.
Su Yu knew Li Yanchen left today, so she also knew why her daughter was in this state.
But she didn't say a single comforting word.
That's how the Jih father and daughter are—they need to be left hanging more, ignored more.
