Cenhuan heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, and her already cold heart grew even colder.
Even though she knew the water in the bathroom was continuously leaking out, at this moment, she utterly lacked the slightest strength to deal with it.
However, she also knew that if she didn't get up, the place would become flooded again.
Unable to help herself, Cenhuan placed a hand on her head, and after an internal struggle, she finally forced herself to crawl off the sofa and slowly move toward the bathroom.
Seeing the water dripping above and continuously overflowing below, her heart chilled even more.
"You're not planning to keep living here, are you?"
Lin Jinfang looked at her state and softly spoke to Cenhuan, who was almost kneeling.
"The property management doesn't know when they'll come to fix this place; you'd better pack up for now."
