The rumbling sound of the washing machine started up, and Chen Zhi forced herself to focus on laundering the clothes, trying not to think about anything else.
She didn't want to go out, thinking to herself that with time, Si Ye would probably leave on his own.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Si Ye glanced at the layout and recognized at once that it was Chen Zhi's room. But there were also other people's luggage and clothes; it must have been where the nanny stayed later on.
The bedroom was very small, furnished with only a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk, nothing else.
There were no posters that girls liked, no various plush dolls that girls favored, not even a wind chime or a cute decoration.
The stark white walls were bare, creating a painfully simple and spartan bedroom.
Closing the door, Si Ye moved to another room.
This was the room of Chen Zhi's mother, which had similarly little furniture but was larger than Chen Zhi's room.