"I know, I won't owe you a dime," Jiang Shuya also wanted to clear the accounts so she could have peace of mind.
"But I think the job you have now is not suitable for you," Huo Jingfeng suggested, "how about you find a new job? I can help you find one."
"No need, I really like my current job," Jiang Shuya looked up at him, "Besides, you are not in a position to manage my private affairs; you are just my landlord."
Right, their relationship now was limited to that between landlord and tenant.
Huo Jingfeng nodded, "Right, you're correct. I agree, it's getting late. You should also rest, I'll be going."
He then stood up, put on his coat, and walked to the door; she stood up to see him off.
His hand on the doorknob, he paused, turned back, and looked at the fragile figure behind him, "Remember, don't meddle in the affairs of the An Family."
