"Zhiqing, I've been waiting for you on purpose."
"Uh, you wanted to see me?" Jian Zhiqing's indifferent response made Su Baijin feel like punching a pile of cotton; it was awkward and chilly.
"Zhiqing, I was thinking..." Su Baijin smiled awkwardly, "I wanted to ask if there's an empty room available for rent. Xiang Nuan said you know the landlord's contact information, so could you give it to me? I'll speak with them directly. Otherwise, you can do it—that's fine too. The rent isn't expensive, right?"
With so many rooms, there should be some available. Yes, there must be. Even the dog has its own room, how could there not be one for her?
"There aren't many," Jian Zhiqing spoke calmly while eating, "fifty yuan a month, that's just for the stay; water and electricity are separate."
"What, fifty?"