The rental house was paid for by Xia Guoxiong, a fact Xia Ning was aware of.
Thus, as she watched Yi Lixing acting as the man of the house here, her feelings were particularly complex. She felt like the magpie in the saying about doves occupying a magpie's nest, though, in reality, Xia Ning could only be considered the daughter of the magpie.
Her gaze swept around the room. She wasn't sure how to judge the size of the house, only that the living room was about the size of her own room, even slightly smaller, and the area where the liquor cabinet was placed was much smaller still, not even a third the size of the one at her home.
However, this house shouldn't be considered small. A rough glance suggested it also had three rooms.
The thought that Qin Nuan was the sole occupant of three rooms instantly erased Xia Ning's sense of superiority. She even felt a bit jealous of Qin Nuan, who lived alone and could do as she pleased.
