Gu Qingxin walked into her new room. The space was about the same size as her bedroom at home, equipped with a small double bed of one and a half meters wide, a wardrobe, and a desk.
To compare this small room to Beiming Han's bedroom was like comparing the sky to the earth. Yet, Gu Qingxin was utterly satisfied.
After all, Gu Qingxin thought to herself, Beiming Han, with his lofty stature, would certainly not come into this small room. This way, she wouldn't have to endure the feeling of being oppressed by him anymore.
"Miss, don't be upset... I believe the young master will have you move back up to the third floor in no time," Aunt Zhou tried to comfort her.
"It's really nice here. I mean it, I actually prefer it," Gu Qingxin sat on the bed, responding to Aunt Zhou with a brilliant smile.
Aunt Zhou, "…"
