Tian Zhongxi saw Zhang Xiaohua's flattering expression and couldn't help but smile faintly. He said, "Bring me your bedding first. Where you'll stay isn't up to me anymore."
Zhang Xiaohua was confused again and asked, "Brother Xi, then who has the final say?"
Tian Zhongxi ignored him, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, follow me, and you'll find out."
After saying this, he maintained his solemn demeanor and walked out of the room.
Zhang Xiaohua, puzzled, had no choice but to pick up his bedding and follow Tian Zhongxi out the door.
Tian Zhongxi turned left outside the door, heading towards Ma Jing's room. Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel anxious. And sure enough, Tian Zhongxi stopped right in front of Ma Jing's room. Zhang Xiaohua's heartbeat suddenly sped up, and he thought resentfully, "He said I couldn't stay in this room, but it turns out he was just tricking me."
