Let's see how he can still hold his head up and be a man!
Each room here is the same size, pitifully small for them. Qiao Yue'er reluctantly chose a room, which only had a simple wardrobe, a bed, and a table, but nothing else—not even a bathroom.
Qiao Yue'er was so angry that she wanted to cry. Suddenly, she thought of something and grabbed her phone to send Lu Mochen a message.
Upon learning of Qiao Yue'er's situation, Lu Mochen was both distressed and furious. Tomorrow, he would definitely give Qiao Qiqi a hard time!
Qiao Yun'er's lower abdomen was in excruciating pain, and seeing the sorry state of the room, she couldn't help but cry out loud.
Qian Mentao was also in a foul mood and didn't bother comforting her daughter. She found a room and walked in, noticing a delicate little box on the desk. Curious, she went over, picked it up, and opened it.
