"Mom, no, let him crash on the sofa in the living room for a bit!" He Mei suggested, looking at her mother.
Mrs. He didn't hesitate, firmly shaking her head.
"That won't do, it's too impolite, and you know what your dad's like. He's our guest; you can't have a guest sleep on the couch!"
"But you can't have a guest sleep in your daughters' room either!" He Mei, on the verge of tears, thought even worse of Su Xuan.
"Alright, Mei, just make do with your sister for now. It's not like Su is staying with us forever, and you two used to sleep together all the time anyway!"
After patting He Mei on the shoulder, Mrs. He left her daughter's room.
"Su Xuan, you big jerk!" He Mei cursed, feeling somewhat helpless. She had no choice but to tidy up her room, hide her private things that couldn't be seen by others, and then she left her room.
