Tang Xi pushed open the door and saw that the room had reverted to its warehouse-like appearance.
Where were her belongings?
Ms. Song said, "Madam, please follow me."
Tang Xi followed Ms. Song upstairs to a bedroom door. Ms. Song opened it, "Madam, this is your bedroom now, the master said you should move upstairs."
Tang Xi looked at the lavishly decorated and tidy bedroom.
It was completely furnished and larger than the rental she lived in.
The air seemed to carry a faint scent of ebony.
Her pupils stung from the acridity.
She walked over, looking at everything uncertainly.
"Madam, the cat broke your computer, this is a new laptop Mr. bought for you."
Tang Xi looked at the high-end brand laptop placed on the desk.
Suddenly, she felt like crying, her vision blurred with tears.
Her throat choked and sore.
