Ye Qiu noticed that Zhao Ruxue's room was decorated in a very classical style, lacking the typical pink decorations of a girl's room. However, he found the room to be quite spacious.
There was an old wooden bed, a dressing table, and a wardrobe. Nothing else.
"Why does this decoration look so outdated?"
"It's quite old,"
Zhao Ruxue said.
It was probably for this reason that she didn't like living in this house very much. However, before high school, she had always slept in this room.
Seeing nothing interesting inside, Ye Qiu and Zhao Ruxue came out and saw that Li Rong had already called the maid over to prepare tea for Ye Qiu.
"Xiao Ye, have some tea."
"Thank you, Auntie,"
Ye Qiu said.
Zhao Ruxue was quite surprised; she didn't expect Ye Qiu to show any respect to her mother. If it were anyone else, she noticed that Ye Qiu was always cold and indifferent.
As Ye Qiu sat there drinking tea, he observed the living room's decor, which also had a vintage style.
