Jiayi withdrew from Xiaolei's embrace.
She didn't like Xiaolei's enthusiasm very much.
Whether it was genuine or not, she could still tell.
Xiaolei's gaze, always carrying a hint of scrutiny and judgement, and a deeply hidden hostility.
After a moment, Jiayi replied, "The house is very large."
Whether it would be a disturbance, anyone with a bit of clear sight would understand.
If she really had tact, she wouldn't suggest moving into the villa during her cousin and his wife's honeymoon period.
Xiaolei was feigning ignorance.
What could she say? Reply that it would be a disturbance? That would make her, in front of the servants, seem like the mistress of the house with a narrow mind, unwilling to accommodate her own relatives.
Say it wouldn't be a disturbance? She didn't want to lie either.
