"You see, next door is my room. If you need anything, just tell me directly; it's very convenient, isn't it?" Xia Lu patted Xia Zhiqiu's shoulder, and the mother and daughter had relied on each other in the past, sharing a strong bond.
"Next door?"
Xia Zhiqiu poked her head out and saw a large double bed securely placed in the middle, pale pink velvet bedding, furniture arrangements, and even those toiletries on the bathroom countertop all clearly telling her one thing.
"You two are sleeping in separate rooms?" Xia Zhiqiu was surprised. For an old married couple, this wouldn't be strange, but they were newlyweds, who usually couldn't get enough of each other, and yet they had already separated rooms so soon.
