"Wow, this isn't bad at all, it's my first time here, it's much better than the old place."
Sitting on the sofa, Shen Yi marveled at the room's decoration, inwardly satisfied, after all, it was her masterpiece.
Su Qing poured her a glass of iced water and then asked, "Be honest, did you do it on purpose?"
That's right, he was already suspicious. Although it wasn't explicitly stated, he understood that line about the Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix conspiring.
No matter how he looked at it, this didn't seem so simple; something felt off, but he couldn't find any evidence.
Hearing this, it was Shen Yi's turn to feel guilty, her eyes evasive, awkwardly lowering her head to drink water: "What do you mean on purpose? What are you talking about?"
"Come on, I'm talking about you living next door to me, was that your doing?" Su Qing said frankly.
