Looking at the splendid collection room, even Ruan Qiuting, who already liked Li Yuan, couldn't help but be attracted by all the things in the room.
After searching for a long time without finding last year's photo album, Xia Ximeng suddenly remembered that she liked to arrange the most precious things from low to high in order, so that photo album should be on top?
Thinking of this, she raised her head and sure enough, saw a few photo albums placed on the topmost shelf.
Because the shelf was a good half her height taller, she had to move a chair over to barely reach.
Thinking back, her son had helped her put the photo album on the highest spot at the time.
She brought over a chair, stood on it, and still couldn't reach. In a flash, Xia Ximeng moved a small stool configured at the corner of the sofa over, stacking it on top of the chair, then turned her head to look at Ruan Qiuting, who was still engrossed in her own things.
