Not wanting to assume the worst, Gu Qianqian instinctively tried to come up with all kinds of reasonable explanations for the Gu Family: "But this… isn't really a big deal, is it? It's just a place to sleep; does it really matter where one stays?"
"Does it really make no difference?"
"The Gu Family doesn't like my mom. It's possible they're deliberately doing this to her—but even so, it's not a big deal." As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at him, speaking earnestly: "Besides, if this really is my mom's old room, I think I'd actually be happy to stay in it."
Hearing this, the warmth in Lu Zhanbei's gaze turned frigid: "If the room didn't smell quite so bad, I'd be happier too..."
Gu Qianqian: "..."
"If you want to know what I mean, pack your things and come with me..."
"Where are we going?"
"Our home!"
He had said, *our home*...
