The next day, after washing up, Wang Yan came downstairs and found Xia Jie in the living room, looking out at the scenery. Their rooms were both suites, one upstairs and one downstairs.
"How was it? Sleep okay?"
Bathed in the summer morning light, Xia Jie turned back from the huge floor-to-ceiling window. "Pretty well. The bed was just the right firmness, and it was huge—really comfortable. Your place really is big. Aren't you scared living here all by yourself? It's so empty. Look at how frightened Jiwei was yesterday. He wouldn't even dare sleep if we weren't here."
"Scared isn't quite the word, but it does feel empty. Otherwise, why do you think I turned this place into something like a dormitory? I haven't actually lived here much either. Wasn't I in police academy before? I might not come back even once all year. Honestly, if you guys hadn't wanted to live closer, I wouldn't have wanted to stay here either. I'd have found myself a small place near our station and curled up there comfortably."
"See? This is the simple, unpretentious life of the rich—buying a place whenever they feel like it." Li Dawei came out, yawning. "By that logic, us moving in has saved you money. Even if housing around our station is cheap, a place would still cost five, six, seven, eight hundred thousand."
"What are you thinking, calculating savings for a rich guy?" Yang Shu came out as well, shaking his head with an amused smile. They had all set their alarms for the same time.
Wang Yan said nothing and waved a hand. "All right, hurry up and wash up. We'll have breakfast together. The food in the station cafeteria is terrible. I'm going to check on Jiwei. That kid was genuinely scared."
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