Zheng Changsheng was taken aback by Lin Shuying's words. He quickly understood and felt a faint warmth in his heart. 'She must think I've fallen on hard times, showing up dressed like this,' he thought. 'But she doesn't look down on me for it.'
After entering the room, he'd glanced around. It was a large home, and it seemed to have everything. On his way here, he had also noticed that the house was in a good location, not in the suburbs. The housing prices here couldn't be cheap; a house this big must have cost a fortune.
Lin Shuying had changed too. Both her clothes and her spirits were much better than before, which meant she was genuinely living a good life. Zhongshan looked spirited as well, no longer sickly like he used to be; his illness must have been cured. Xinghua had grown into a young woman, and her smile when she saw him was sincere, not just for show.
