Zhou Xiaomeng's utterly bewildered expression made Lin Tian pause for a moment.
"The room you reserved, isn't this it?"
Lin Tian looked at Zhou Xiaomeng, somewhat speechless.
Upon hearing this.
Zhou Xiaomeng blinked twice, turned around to look at her surroundings, and finally took another look at the large characters on the stele in front of the courtyard—Qingye Small Pavilion!
"Qingye Small Pavilion, that's correct!"
Turning back, Zhou Xiaomeng looked at Yu Guangrui, Zhou Guoqing, and the others, frowning, "I reserved rooms eight and nine yesterday, how could they be yours?"
"You reserved yesterday?"
Yu Guangrui looked surprised and then spoke coldly, "Hmph, just because you say you reserved them, they're yours? Do you even know your status?"
"You..."
Zhou Xiaomeng was nearly choked with anger after hearing this.
Lin Tian's face darkened slightly and he asked Zhou Xiaomeng, "What's going on? Didn't your grandfather arrange this?"
"No, I did it under my own name!"
