Zhao Xiao surveyed the room: a wooden bed with a bunk structure, books below, sleeping above.
A desk, a wardrobe, and nothing else.
On the desk, besides an old computer, there was nothing else.
In the wardrobe, aside from quilts, there were some clothes, all very worn out, washed so many times their original colors were unrecognizable.
Is this Ye Tianjing's place? Zhao Xiao wondered.
Just as she was about to take a closer look, the door opened from the outside.
Zhao Xiao, startled like a rabbit, quickly shut the door and turned around.
"You can use these things, then go take a shower, I'm going to sleep."
Ye 'Father' wasn't sure why Ye Ranran sent Zhao Xiao over, but since she was here, he thought about how Ye Tianjing was still there.
He decided to be polite.
Perhaps Ye Ranran would be kinder to Ye Tianjing too.
In places he couldn't see, he always sensed Ye Ranran was hard on Ye Tianjing.
"Oh, okay, I'll wash up right away."
