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After saying these words, without waiting for her response, he stepped out the door first.
Once outside, he saw the Bodyguard still standing there and walked over to ask him, "Is Ye Guang seriously ill? How did he suddenly fall sick?"
The Bodyguard glanced at the second floor of the café before quietly replying, "It's not really a serious matter. He’s probably just feeling down, which is why he's been lying in bed all day. But Miss Qiu knows about him; sometimes the harm caused by one's mood can be even greater."
I couldn't help but take another look at the Bodyguard. I had always considered him invisible, but I didn't expect him to understand Ye Guang even better than Mrs. Ye did. He truly was quite dedicated.
However, I didn't say anything further to him. I couldn't go see Ye Guang, even if he was sick or feeling down. Even if it wasn't because of his mother, just based on what he had said before, I couldn't give him any new hope.
Everything will pass, but if I went to see him now, it would only make things harder to handle later. I didn't want to create trouble; one Xiao Minxing was already enough.
I found a small restaurant, ordered my favorite dishes, and after eating, I went alone to the supermarket. Pushing the cart inside, I selected many items I needed.
It was only when I was about to leave that I realized the tragedy.
Having walked quite a distance and now carrying items in both hands, even if I called a taxi, just getting everything to the roadside would be enough to exhaust me.
Seeing me standing there with a pile of items at my feet without moving for a while, a supermarket staff member came over and asked if I needed help.
I felt like I had seen a savior and hurriedly said, "Yes, could you please help me carry this to the roadside?"
The security guard was kind and directly picked up two large bags and walked away, leaving me with just a small package. I was so touched that tears almost came to my eyes.
As he walked away, he said, "Miss, in situations like yours, you can actually call for home delivery from the supermarket. We have a certain quota; as long as it's within that limit, we offer free delivery service."
"Really? That sounds quite convenient. I'll use this next time," I replied with a smile, but I couldn't help but recall the behavior of Xiao Minxing in the past.
Back then, I hardly ever went to the supermarket; it was always him who had things delivered to my home. I never thought about whether he chose the items himself or had someone else do it. I only saw the supermarket staff bringing in bags and boxes, sometimes even helping to organize everything.
They looked at me with envy, as if I were a wealthy lady who never lifted a finger. At that time, no one probably imagined the kind of relationship I had with Xiao Minxing.
Now that I finally have to do everything myself, I don't find it particularly hard. It's just that every time I compare it to the past, I can't help but feel a wave of emotions.
After the security guard brought my things to the roadside, he helped me hail a taxi. Once everything was in the trunk, he turned to leave.
However, when I got out at the community entrance, I was troubled again. This community has very strict management; outside vehicles are not allowed inside. If I were driving myself, I would park in the underground garage and take the elevator upstairs. But now that the taxi couldn't enter, all my items were piled up at the entrance.
I had to carry all these things back myself, and I estimated my arms would feel like they were going to break.
Inside, there were many kinds of fruits and vegetables, including things I usually use. Plus, with the weather getting cooler, there were even cotton slippers and thick pajamas.
When I picked everything up, I only thought about getting everything in one go to avoid shopping every day. But now, I regretted being so greedy—why did I have to take so much?
Worrying wouldn't solve anything, and regretting was useless; I still had to find a way.
I took out my mobile phone and scrolled through my contacts. There were only a few people I knew well enough to talk to, but none seemed suitable for this situation.
As for those I didn't know well, that was even less appropriate. It was only now that I truly understood Mina's suggestion about finding a nanny was correct.
If I already had one, she could buy a little less each day and gradually gather everything I needed without me having to struggle so much. Of course, then I'd think about where that large sum of money would come from.
Sigh, forget it; I'll just handle it myself.
I placed the mobile phone down, took a deep breath, then bent over, gritted my teeth, and with determination split the item in two, lifting each half with both hands.
However, after only a few steps forward, my fingers nearly broke.
I quickly set it down again.
At that moment, a tall figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, dressed in dark clothing. Even though he stood right in front of me, I didn't feel much.
Because I was already backlit and focused on the pain in my hands.
It wasn't until he picked up the plastic bag and walked straight into the community that I realized what was happening. I hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Hey, who are you?"
My shout caught the attention of the security guard at the community entrance, and one of them started walking toward us.
The man frowned and glanced over, softly saying, "Xiao Zong sent me."
"Xiao Minxing?" I looked at him and asked.
He nodded but didn't say anything more, continuing to walk inside with his items.
I stood there in a daze.
If Xiao Minxing sent him, then my previous encounters with him couldn't be considered coincidences. No wonder he wasn't surprised when I brought it up; it turned out he was the mastermind behind it all.
So what is this person doing? Is he following me?
In the past, it seemed fine for him to act this way, but now that we are both divorced, why is he still sending someone to follow me? What is going on?
I couldn't understand, but the security from the Community had already approached me, asking who I had just walked in with.
I lied and said it was a friend, then quickly moved forward.
The person was waiting at the Elevator entrance, still holding onto what seemed like two bags of cotton, as if it were effortless, making me doubt that the contents were what I had bought earlier.
He watched me enter the Elevator and put all his things inside, while he remained outside.
I still had questions for him. Seeing that he wasn't coming in, I anxiously stepped outside. Just as I extended one foot, the Elevator doors were about to close. Fortunately, he managed to stop them in time, preventing my foot from getting caught.
"Can I ask you something?" We stood separated by the door; his foot was still blocking the Elevator entrance. His voice casually came through: "Go ahead."
"Is Xiao Minxing hiring you to follow and monitor me?" I asked, looking into his eyes.
But he just smiled lightly and said, "I was just trying to fool that security guard. I don't know Xiao Zong. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
He pulled his foot back, and the Elevator doors quickly closed, ascending rapidly.
My heart raced with uncertainty; I couldn't discern the truth behind his words and didn't know if he was connected to Xiao Minxing.
However, since he could mention his name, at the very least, he must know who that person is, right?
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