Pei Muchan was in a trance for a moment, but she quickly calmed down.
She took a step back from the crack of the door and took a deep breath.
"You shouldn't have been so impulsive. Do you know who you were arguing with just now?"
"I know, Ji Chen, he already announced his identity just now," Xu Qingyan answered, seemingly unconcerned about what had just happened.
She rubbed her forehead and sighed.
"Don't stand at the door, come in and we'll talk."
The suitcase, after being passed around, ended up back in his hands, and they entered the room one after the other. Xu Qingyan glanced around and saw that Pei Muchan's room was smaller than his.
Although it was also a suite, the external living room was about half the size.
Xu Qingyan pushed the suitcase into the corner and, without waiting for permission, took out his phone and lay down on the couch in the living room.
