Of course, He Yiran knew. If she used to have no clue, after today's move, there's no way she's still clueless.
When she first came to school, she truly managed everything with just one suitcase. But even then, it was the family's servant who organized her luggage—not only practical, but perfectly packed. If she tried to put the stuff back herself, she simply couldn't. Not to mention, she'd bought a lot more things after getting to school.
Only after she started packing these past couple of days did she really get it. But whether it was cartons or those red-white-blue bags, she just didn't want to use them.
He Yiran said nothing, simply looked at Mei Mengzhen. But Mengzhen was so considerate—she ignored the look, and said directly, "You can really borrow my red-white-blue bag, don't worry. Sure, it doesn't look good, but it's super sturdy and durable." But as for helping move things? Don't even ask her—she had plenty of stuff to handle herself, totally couldn't spare the time.
