"Uncle's room indeed has a nice environment; looking at the sea view from here, the vista must be particularly splendid."
Gu Lingqian walked towards the balcony and suddenly, with a whoosh, he flung open the curtains of the French window.
Gu Beicheng still wore an expressionless face, looking at the laptop on his lap: "If you like it, I can exchange rooms with you."
"No need, the environment on my side is also very good." Gu Lingqian's gaze swept across the balcony.
The sun was beautiful, the coffee table and chairs were all there, but there was no sign of anyone.
He closed the curtains again and walked to the wardrobe: "Uncle, do you have enough clothes brought with you, if not, I can have someone immediately send them over by speedboat."
He opened the door of the wardrobe, which was full of clothes, but didn't find the figure he had expected.
