Lin Qianqian wanted to discuss the matter with Fang Xiaoyu, but the latter's wails got worse instead. She hated the room that Wu Yuerou and her son had been staying in from the bottom of her heart.
Ye Zhenzhen sighed when she saw how pitiful Fang Xiaoyu was. She suggested, "Maybe we can stay together?"
"Stay together?" Hearing Ye Zhenzhen's sudden suggestion, a glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Qianqian's eyes, and Fang Xiaoyu's crying gradually calmed down.
Ye Zhenzhen pointed at her room and said, "Other than the two rooms facing the north, these three rooms are very big and spacious. Why don't you move the bed to Baby Chen and my room?"
Anyway, the old wooden bed in the small room facing north was easy to dismantle.
Before Lin Qianqian could answer, Ye Zhenzhen turned to Song Yuchen and asked, "Baby Chen, can we stay with Xiaoyu?"
[Yoyoyo, Ye Jianjian is putting on a show again.]
