While Li Yulong was bargaining with the city government staff, Chen Xin and Qin Lan used the original staircase of the shelter to go up to the underground floor.
"Axin, will you move here in the future?" Qin Lan and Chen Xin came to the boiler room. Seeing Chen Xin inspecting the boiler, Qin Lan asked this question for some unknown reason.
Chen Xin was examining the now frozen boiler and was taken aback by Qin Lan's question. He looked back at her, surprised, but quickly replied, "No, this place will be used as a trading market and plantation in the future. Those who live here will be workers. I'll come by occasionally, but I won't move here."
"Oh, I was thinking if you moved here, I would too." Qin Lan lowered her head, biting her lip, feeling a bit disappointed.
"If you want to move here, you might as well move to my place. It's much better in all aspects." Qin Lan's meaning was clear, and Chen Xin responded smoothly.
