But to some, these everyday routines of others represent their dreams.
The car stopped opposite Xinhang Apartment at Xiyuan Apartment, and the driver immediately got out to help with the luggage, even offering to carry it upstairs.
But Meng Yiyi refused.
Her suitcase was very large and heavy because she hadn't planned to just visit Hang City for a few days—she intended to stay for good.
Zhang Qiqi was indeed still busy, so Meng Yiyi went up alone to the sixth floor and entered the password.
Upon entering the apartment, she couldn't help but say, "Zhang Qiqi lives quite well, huh."
The level of Xiyuan Apartment was not much inferior to Cheng Zhu's Xinhang Apartment.
They even offered hotel-style cleaning services here.
"It seems that with Brother Zhu's help, she's made quite a bit since joining Ancient Mountain Culture," Meng Yiyi thought.
She began unpacking her luggage right away.
Since it had just been cleaned, there was no place for her domestic genius skills to shine.
