Gu Jingyu: "Hey, Mr. Lu didn't ask you out?"
Lin Wanwan: "Everyone's really busy, why would he ask me out."
Gu Jingyu: "smile.jpg"
"Alright then, I need to start making breakfast. Happy birthday again, forever eighteen!"
"Hmm, thanks, you get busy."
After closing WeChat, Lin Wanwan put down her phone, stretched lazily, and looked around the newly renovated surroundings. She was in a pretty good mood.
The traces of Lin Zhantian's family are completely gone from the second floor. It's now a happy kingdom for the single queen.
The movable furniture here can all be considered antiques—even if you don't regard them as antiques, just the material of Yellow Flower Pear Wood and Agarwood is priceless.
You could say the first floor, second floor, and attic of Lin Wanwan's small villa are completely two different worlds.
After looking around at the furniture and decor in the room, Lin Wanwan felt even happier.
Then she picked up her phone again to check the calendar for notes.
