"No way."
Shen Mianmian spoke before Yang Xiaoxi, her refusal was straightforward, "You must move out tomorrow, I will have some free time in the afternoon, and I will take you then."
Zhu Yun: "..."
Was it absolutely necessary for her to move out?
She was somewhat angry, no longer trying to please Shen Mianmian, and stormed back to her room.
"Can you believe she even dared to storm off?" Yang Xiaoxi pointed at Zhu Yun's retreating figure, almost jumping up in anger.
Shen Mianmian gave a light smile, "Alright! Let's hurry up and have some noodles!"
To be honest, Shen Mianmian wasn't too concerned about Zhu Yun as long as Yang Xiaoxi didn't soften, everything would be manageable.
