To prevent her big brother from returning to the old house that evening, Jian Xi, afraid she wouldn't get any peace and quiet, planned to move to Fuyuan Official Residence overnight.
Wan Yu was utterly speechless.
"Girl, anyone who didn't know better would think you were fleeing a disaster."
Jian Xi shot her a look. "Have you ever seen such a beautiful refugee?"
"PFFT!"
True friends share wealth and woe—Wan Yu put aside all her work and came over to help with the move.
Because she was in such a hurry, Jian Xi hadn't found any housekeeping staff yet.
The moving company helped distribute her things upstairs and downstairs, but Jian Xi still had to decide on the specific arrangements.
Between the two of them, they moved more than a dozen large and small boxes.
"If you ask me, if Zhou Yan hadn't been injured, he should be doing this work. After all, men are stronger than women."
Whenever this subject came up, Jian Xi felt a tightness in her chest.
