Because Ji Haoyu's sudden appearance disrupted her plans, Jian Ai couldn't sleep that night. Although her mother had become the general manager of Yaochi Club and didn't need to drink like before, this still wasn't part of Jian Ai's plan. Jian Ai didn't hate this sudden loss of control, but she definitely couldn't accept it.
In a daze, Jian Ai vaguely heard sounds coming from the living room, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.
She picked up the alarm clock on the bed and looked at it under the night light. It was already three in the morning. Her mother and brother getting up and going to the breakfast stall had caused a commotion earlier on.
The breakfast stall at home only sold fried dough sticks, fried rice cakes, soy milk, and porridge. Although there weren't many varieties, at least they didn't have to stay up late. The shop selling buns across the street was often busy from midnight.
