Yun Bixue stared at such a spacious study room and looked around multiple times. A book titled "The Turmoils of the Markets in the Past and Present" sitting on the bookshelf popped up in her line of sight.
Her eyes lit up. This book was no longer available for sale. However, the book was placed rather high up on the shelf.
Yun Bixue glanced at Xie Limo who was currently hard at work. She could only grit her teeth and tiptoe as much as possible.
It was unclear what she had touched. "Bam!" Several books dropped from the bookshelf at once.
Yun Bixue rushed over to catch the falling books, but as she twisted her body, she bumped into the bookshelf and fell over herself.
She shut her eyes tightly, expecting to land on the cold hard floor. Instead, she fell on an unsteady and faintly aromatic soft cushion that was beyond comfortable.
Yun Bixue opened her eyes. Seeing the view before her, her expression turned cold.
