Humans are bound for losses when filled with greed, and gain when expectations are met.
Ding Yuan didn't understand this old saying before, but she learned it later, albeit too late.
Cheng Qiaobei placed the suitcase in the guest bedroom, watching Ding Yuan from behind as she surveyed the room, her expression filled with indescribable hope and comfort.
He guessed she truly wanted a home at that moment.
Ding Yuan turned back, meeting Cheng Qiaobei's gaze. She feigned nonchalance and looked away. "The house is not bad."
Cheng Qiaobei said, "The bathroom is right next door, so if you sleep early tonight, you might hear the water running."
Ding Yuan was a light sleeper and woke up at the slightest noise.
She said, "It's fine."
Chen Ningxi entered and turned on the humidifier. "Mom, the room's a bit smaller than the one you had in Ningkou, but at least it's clean."