The next morning, Xia Wanyuan sent a chauffeur to pick up Xia Yu.
Worried that his pink hair would affect the little dumpling's innocent view of the world, Xia Yu went to the hair salon to dye his hair before he arrived at the house. With his soft black hair, Xia Yu looked more youthful.
He didn't bring much luggage as Xia Wanyuan had already prepared the basic necessities for his daily life. Once he arrived, she brought Xia Yu around the house.
"Nanny Li has already tidied up the room on the first floor. You can stay in that room."
"Oh." Xia Yu stuck his head out and measured the renovation of the house with his eyes. He then thought about the superior location and couldn't help but be amazed.
"Hey, this is for you." Xia Yu handed Xia Wanyuan a card.
"What?" Xia Wanyuan raised her eyebrows in confusion.
"You know, that man didn't give me much money a month. There's not much left. I'll give it to you every month from now on."
