Thanks to Yu Xia's hard work, they finally moved back to the little building.
Xie Qingci had enough of the nights where he was five or six meters away from her, so he moved all their luggage to the upstairs big bedroom in one go.
Yu Xia still maintained the demeanor of "this home was earned by my hard work" as the head of the house, sitting in the downstairs courtyard drinking tea like an ancestor.
The staff mentioned that over the next three days, they would welcome a new guest to stay with them.
And the new guest was a friend of the ladies.
"My friend?" She was a bit curious, "Who?"
The staff shook their heads and mysteriously said, "We can't reveal it, but you can take a guess."
She mentioned two names of her friends from the industry, but the program crew denied them.
Who could it be?
She pondered this question and even asked Xie Qingci about it during dinner.
"Who do you think it is?"
