"We've seen the house, and Zhiyi is doing well here, so I can rest easy now," said Li Jianshu.
"Let's head back. We shouldn't take up any more of Xiaojiang's time."
"Uncle, Auntie, why don't you just rest here?" Lin Jiang offered.
It was the polite thing to say in this situation.
"No, we can't do that. Wouldn't staying here be a bother for you? We'll just go to Zhiyi's place."
Li Jianshu refused decisively, wanting to maintain the dignity of an elder.
"Brother Jiang, please take us back."
"Okay."
The group went downstairs. As they were about to leave, Bi Xiaoyun looked back wistfully, likely thinking she'd never get to live in such a luxurious mansion in her lifetime.
"Auntie, the hotel we booked is nearby, so we won't go with you," Bi Xiaoyun said, her voice lacking enthusiasm.
"Okay, sounds good."
This was the arrangement they had made beforehand: Li Jianshu and Huang Chunying would stay with Li Zhiyi, while Bi Xiaoyun and her family would stay at a hotel.
