The next day, Zhou Ning moved.
Of course, he was forced to move by his second aunt, with He Shancun and Mr. Zhao, a whole bunch of people executing the order. Zhou Ning watched helplessly as his various belongings were arranged in a room on the third floor.
Mr. Zhao spread his hands, standing beside the second aunt, looking quite like he was borrowing authority.
"Let me tell you, Zhou Xiaozhou, although today we're forcibly helping you move, you can't bear a grudge against me. If the second aunt bullies me, you'll have to stand up for me later on."
The second aunt patted Mr. Zhao's arm, quickly soothing:
"Alright, I'll go cook. I've already made an appointment with the designer. He'll be over soon. Xiao Ning, you go pick up Momo and discuss your ideas together."
Having said that, she dragged Mr. Zhao away, while Mr. He stood on one side with a smile, not minding adding to the chaos.
