Then there's only one possibility left: this room is just a random one in the Leng family's mansion.
In the Leng family, even a random room is so luxurious. It's really hard to imagine just how much wealth the Leng family possesses.
However, Xia Sanghuan isn't interested in such things. For her, as long as the things she uses are comfortable, there's no need to care about the price.
Fu Zeming was worried that Xia Sanghuan might not get used to living in the Leng family's place, so he specifically asked a few attentive servants to move all her belongings from the Fu family's mansion over.
As a result, ten minutes later, Xia Sanghuan looked at the room filled with furniture and household items, and she couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead helplessly.
Her father really doted on his daughter. He even moved over a small, unnoticeable toy from the bedside.
Just then, her phone rang.
Xia Sanghuan glanced at the caller ID. It was Fu Zeming.
This phone was also specially bought for her by Fu Zeming. It was said to be made abroad, using high - priced materials and components.
Xia Sanghuan picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. "Dad, what's up?"
Her voice softened involuntarily, showing the dependence and tenderness one has towards family.
Fu Zeming's urgent voice came from the other end. "Huanhuan, are you getting used to living in the Leng family's place? Is the room prepared for you by Chuanjin okay? Does it meet your expectations?"
Xia Sanghuan smiled helplessly. "Dad, you're asking so many questions at once. Which one should I answer first?"
Fu Zeming also realized that he was being too impatient. He let out a soft laugh, but his tone was still filled with worry.
"I'm just too worried, Huanhuan. So tell me, do you like it in the Leng family? If you don't, come back home right away. Dad will take care of everything for you."
Xia Sanghuan looked at the monotonous room and replied, "Dad, don't worry. The Leng family treats me very well, and the room they've chosen for me is great."
Apart from the fact that the room's color scheme was too monotonous, there was really nothing wrong with it.
Fu Zeming's worried heart finally relaxed.
Taking this opportunity, Fu Youqing rushed to the phone and shouted, "Huanhuan, if anything happens to you, you must tell your third sister. Your third sister will definitely get justice for you!"
The Leng family was no ordinary aristocratic family. They knew how to treat guests well, so what she said was a bit of an exaggeration.
Fu Moning laughed and also said to the phone, "Huanhuan, if you're not happy there, you can tell us at any time. Big sister will come and pick you up right away."
Xia Sanghuan smiled faintly.
Even though she couldn't see her two sisters, just by listening to their voices, she could seem to see the worry on their faces.
"Alright, I know. You two sisters are the best to me, and I definitely won't hide anything from you!"
She said sweetly. It felt so good to be cared about.
Fu Zeming wiped the slightly sour corners of his eyes.
Just during the short time when he couldn't see Huanhuan, his eyes had turned red many times.
His heart was filled with love and worry for his youngest daughter!
"Okay, okay." He said it twice, his voice trembling slightly. "Huanhuan, as long as you're happy and comfortable, Dad will be at ease."
Xia Sanghuan obediently replied.
This was the longest time they'd been separated since they'd recognized each other.
Fu Youqing held the phone and kept talking non - stop, saying that if Xia Sanghuan needed anything, she should just ask. Even if it was the stars in the sky, she'd pick them for her.
In comparison, Fu Moning seemed much more steady, but it was still easy to hear the concern in her voice.
After giving many final instructions, Fu Zeming reluctantly hung up the phone.
The phone was still on the contact list interface. Xia Sanghuan felt much more relaxed physically and mentally. She leaned back slightly, letting her mind go blank.
But soon, she realized that it wasn't that easy.
Standing in the only small empty space left in the room, Xia Sanghuan twitched the corner of her mouth as she looked at the pink trinkets all over the floor.
Then she looked at the gray walls and the black marble floor tiles.
Xia Sanghuan sighed. These things clearly didn't fit in here. If she put them all up, she'd probably have to live in a gaudy room every day.
"Uncle Wang."
Finally, Xia Sanghuan called for Wang Fu.
"Coming, Miss Xia. What do you need?"
She smiled slightly. "It's nothing much. I just want to ask you where the storage room in the Leng family's mansion is."
Wang Fu quickly pointed to the corner of the stairs. "It's on the right - hand side of the stairs. Is there something wrong, Miss Xia?"
"Nothing." Xia Sanghuan waved her hand. Then she quickly asked, "Can others use the storage room here?"
After all, this was someone else's place, and it was the home of that cold - faced Hades.
Xia Sanghuan thought she should ask clearly.
"Of course!"
Wang Fu said, "But Miss Xia, how can you be considered an outsider? You're a distinguished guest in the family!"
Xia Sanghuan smiled and said it was okay.
She returned to her room, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared for a big project.
There were faint noises in the corridor on the second floor. The passing servants looked curiously and saw Xia Sanghuan walking towards the storage room with a big bag in one hand and a box in the other.
"Miss, why don't we help you?" Many servants offered on the way.
Xia Sanghuan refused them all. She didn't like owing people favors.
So she kept going in and out of the room in an endless cycle. Each time she went in or out, there was a big bag of stuff in her hands.
Xia Sanghuan couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Fu Zeming had moved half of his house over for her.
Finally, when it was almost dark, Xia Sanghuan carried the last bag of things towards the storage room.
The muscles in her arms ached faintly. Xia Sanghuan gritted her teeth, exerted more strength in her hands, and instinctively lowered her head. Her hair fell in front of her forehead.
The night outside the window was dim. Xia Sanghuan didn't see clearly in front of her and suddenly bumped into a chest as hard as steel.
"Ouch..." She instinctively let out a pained cry.
"Remember to watch where you're going." A familiar voice came from above, deep and mellow, like the sound of a cello.
Xia Sanghuan bit her lip and looked up. Sure enough, she saw Leng Chuanjin's handsome face.
She naturally understood what he meant. He was just insinuating about what had happened in the hospital last time.
"Thanks for the reminder. Please move out of the way." Xia Sanghuan forced a fake smile at the person in front of her.
Leng Chuanjin raised his eyebrows. His gaze shifted slightly downward and he saw the pile of things in Xia Sanghuan's arms.
He remembered what Wang Fu had said just now.
"Don't move them anymore. Later, I'll ask Uncle Wang to take you to another room."
Xia Sanghuan stopped in her tracks immediately.
She nodded. "I got it."
She didn't think too much about it.
Anyway, the style of the Leng family's mansion was so monotonous. It didn't really matter which room she lived in.
She just didn't know why Leng Chuanjin was changing her room within a day.
Xia Sanghuan carried the pile of things back to her room.
She didn't notice the deep gaze behind her.