Wang Yue didn't want to waste any more words. She just wouldn't understand, so he got straight to the point. "You really don't understand how things work. You have to wait your turn to get an apartment. Look at Xiaomai—she's the youngest professor, and she still didn't get one."
Zhou Rong shot Wang Yue a disgruntled look. "How is that the same? You and your wife have a place of your own, but Huacheng and I only have a one-room apartment. Yue Yue can't even stay there."
Wang Yue could see there was no talking Zhou Rong around, and he didn't want her souring everyone's mood on moving day. Remembering Zhao Xiaomai's suggestion that Yue Yue transfer schools, he brought it up with Zhou Rong, then asked, "So, what do you think? Should Yue Yue transfer? She could go to school with Yuan Yuan."
Wang Yue's suggestion appealed to Zhou Rong, but Yue Yue was already in her third year of middle school, and Zhou Rong wasn't sure she'd agree. "Of course I'd like that, but she's already in her third year. I don't know what she'll think."
Just then, Feng Yue happened to walk by and overheard them. She ignored Zhou Rong completely and asked, delighted, "Third Uncle, can I really live at your house?"
Seeing how happy Feng Yue looked, Wang Yue couldn't help wondering why the girl was so excited about moving in with him.
Then it occurred to him that Zhou Rong and Feng Huacheng were hardly acting like parents. Maybe Yue Yue thought there wouldn't be room for her once Zhou Bingkun moved back to his hometown, and she didn't want to live with her unreliable parents either.
With that in mind, Wang Yue smiled kindly. "Sure. But you'll have to transfer to Experimental Middle