After dinner, Su Nian looked at her empty bedroom and felt a bit lost. She left and found Zhou Feng, "Uncle Zhou…"
"You mean your bedroom, Miss." Zhou Feng seemed to understand thoroughly, "The master instructed me to move you back to the second floor, to your old room."
"How could grandfather decide this without consulting me?" Su Nian clenched her fists, her eyebrows furrowing.
Zhou Feng tried to suppress his laughter, "The master was worried that young master might be inconvenienced."
With a "poof", Su Nian's face instantly flushed red and she turned to run.
If she didn't understand by now, she was, indeed, a fool.
Behind her, Zhou Feng's teasing laughter followed, "Miss, be careful. The floor was just mopped and is a bit slippery."
Without turning to look back, Su Nian rushed all the way to the second-floor bedroom. Just as she stepped up to the last stair to the second floor, around the bend, she bumped into Zheng Haoyu.
