After hanging up the phone with Xiao Bai, Wan Chu'er stood in the room and looked around.
This was her first nest in Beijing, completely her own, where she spent the most difficult days after leaving Bai Zhixi.
She didn't expect to leave so soon and really felt a bit reluctant.
Just as Wan Chu'er was lost in thoughts, feeling wistful, the door was knocked again.
"Miss Wan, hurry up and pack your things," Yao Xian's voice rang out again.
Wan Chu'er's sadness immediately disappeared, and she walked to the door in two steps and yanked it open.
"Mr. Yao, I won't default on my promises; I said I would give you the house, and I will, you don't need to keep urging me."
Yao Xian chuckled lightly and said, "I won't be at ease until I get the keys to the house, you know, I have elders and children relying on me..."
Wan Chu'er couldn't help but glare at him, then expressionlessly closed the door.
