Xiaoman smiled slightly and expressed his understanding
Treat her well? That is probably the hypocritical superficial skill of a rich man!
Although Taijun looked at her kind-hearted eyes, she knew that Taijun didn't like her, at least she must not like her now.
Taijun is kind to her, just to give Song Wenqing face
As for Mrs. Song, her disgust for her is written on her face
If Mrs. Song had to arrange a place for her to live, she would probably sleep in the woods tonight
At this time, Yan Yu had already raised her feet and walked towards the house, and Xiaoman had to follow quickly.
The first floor is the living room, with luxurious long-haired carpets in the middle and three chairs on both sides.
Curtains are hung on both sides of the house
There are chaise longues, stools, and bookshelfs on one side, probably for people to rest and read books.
On the other side, there is a round table and a bench, which looks like a small dining room
There is a staircase on this side, it seems that her bedroom is above
"Miss Zhang, are you satisfied? If you lack anything, send the butler to get it later. I'll ask him to arrange a few servants to take care of you." Yan Yu said politely.
Xiaoman was about to thank him, but she was snatched by Song Wenqing and said, "No, Xiaoman can't live here. She has injuries on her hands, so it's inconvenient to climb up and down."
Xiaoman was stunned. She never expected that Song Wenqing was so careful.
After coming to her senses, she found Yan Yu was stunned, but Yan Yu's eyes were full of red silk, and half of the sadness and loss were written on her face.
Song Wenqing seemed to have noticed this too, turned his head and didn't look at Yan Yu.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely awkward
Xiaoman took a deep breath, smoothed the situation, and said, "Why don't we go and check the stairs first. If not, then change the place."
"Okay, this method is good." Yan Yu said with a little sobbing.
The stairs are very wide, so you can walk side by side with two people, and they are not steep, so Xiaoman can easily walk up without supporting the railing next to him.
"You see, it's actually very simple, and I like this place very much. Tingyu Tower, what a nice name," Xiaoman said while standing on it.
Song Wenqing followed, pinched Xiaoman's nose, and said, "Just like it, don't force yourself."