After Madam Jiang left, Shen Qingqing returned to the room.
She set some rules for Jiang Zhixun: "From now on, don't just come into my room."
Jiang Zhixun replied meaningfully, "This is mine too."
Originally, the wedding room was meant for the both of them to live in.
When Qingqing first came to the compound, this wasn't the room she stayed in.
Shen Qingqing said, "Then I'll move to the guest room."
There was still an empty room on the second floor, already tidied up, so there was no worry about not having a place to stay.
Jiang Zhixun didn't object, "Where you are, that's where our wedding room is. The wedding room belongs to the two of us, so I can come in."
Shen Qingqing was so angry she hit him, scolding him for being thick-skinned, "Aren't you afraid of being laughed at!"
"Who's laughing?"
Shen Qingqing glared, "I heard everything your mom said just now."
Speaking of that, Jiang Zhixun felt a bit embarrassed too.
He rubbed his nose, "Elders just like to worry."
