On the top-floor balcony of Meng Keqing's home.
Su Weifeng and Qiao Yushan were sitting in a two-person swing chair.
Su Weifeng's foot would gently push once in a while, causing the rocking chair to sway gently.
Qiao Yushan obviously liked this swing chair very much and smilingly said, "Ke Qing's home actually has such an item, I really didn't expect that she would have such a childlike side."
Su Weifeng laughed, "In other places, she might be bound too much; here she might be releasing something hidden within herself."
"I'll tell you the truth, don't be upset, but I genuinely like the decorating style of Ke Qing's home quite a lot."
Su Weifeng laughed heartily and said, "She already said that we could live in this house as we please, it's practically a gift to us. If we like it, why not just move in here?"
