The roommate for bed number one arrived with quite a commotion.
He himself was a strikingly handsome young man, who of course, resembled more of a rich young master, dressed to the nines, all in designer labels.
All together, worth at least tens of thousands!
The parents that followed were dressed impeccably, the father exuding a natural command and authority, and the mother embodying nobility, graceful and luxurious.
They even had their own driver and bodyguard carrying things, and regardless of whether it was bedding or daily necessities, they were several classes more expensive than anything Ying Yue and his friends had.
Just from the lineup, the roommate for bed number one was much more impressive.
"You must be my son's roommates, hello everyone!"
The roommate for bed number one was called Zheng Shuwen, a local from Capital City.
