The casual look made him seem less like the cold, powerful heir of a big family—and more like the boy Qiao Li used to know.
Her heart skipped.
She blinked. "What… are you doing here?"
Then she frowned. "Wait… did your family stay over?"
But Ou Lin smiled lazily, stretching his arms. "Nope. Just me. I'm going to be living here now. For the next one month."
Qiao Li stared at him like he was crazy. "What?"
"Mrs. Qiao invited me," he said simply.
"She said she was feeling lonely since Mr. Qiao and her two sons are always busy. I'm here to help her pass time."
Qiao Li's mouth dropped open. "You?! But you're the heir of the Ou family! Don't you have work to do? Your family just recovered from bankruptcy! Don't you need to fix everything?!"
Ou Lin chuckled.
He leaned against the wall and smiled at her. "Well… my dad's handling the work for now. He told me to rest."
Qiao Li stared at him. She couldn't believe it.
But she remembered something.
