Gu Qichen raised an eyebrow. "I'm afraid that's something I can't help you with. However, if you have a sentimental attachment to the stars, I could take you to the International Star Association and let you choose a star to name after yourself."
Xia Yangyang quickly waved her hand. "Forget it, that's too much like a novel. I'm not the heroine of some story, and such romance is beyond what I can handle."
Xia Yangyang turned around and began tidying up her luggage.
This house truly looked extraordinarily comfortable,
especially with a room that opened up to a floating balcony.
The balcony had reddish soil shipped from who-knows-where, flourishing with all kinds of exotic flowers.
Xia Yangyang was astonished—it was a tiny floating garden.
As she turned around to look, she realized it wasn't just her balcony that had this feature. Each room had a small plot of land outside like this.
Some even had tropical saplings growing on them.
Xia Yangyang found this all extremely magical.
