Qin Siyang said to Gu Yunxuan, "Dorm life won't necessarily be pleasant. If anyone upsets you or you feel uncomfortable, tell Little Zhao. He can arrange a private room for you at the Southern Glory Guesthouse."
Zhao Sifang froze. "How am I supposed to arrange..."
But Qin Siyang winked at him, and Zhao Sifang caught on.
Apparently, Brother Qin intended to give up a room in his name and solve Gu Yunxuan's housing problem.
At the thought, warmth surged through Zhao Sifang's chest, and he felt even more grateful to Qin Siyang.
"That's right, Xuanxuan. If you can't get used to sharing a dorm, just tell me. I'll sort it out."
"Okay. Thank you, Brother Sifang."
Giving the Gu Family's daughter a room seemed like a deal Qin Siyang wouldn't lose out on.
As they chatted, the conversation turned to what they liked to do in their spare time.
Qin Siyang's life was monotonous. He was either hunting gods or recovering from injuries, so there wasn't much to say.
Zhao Sifang was busy running the Zhao Family's businesses.
Gu Yunpeng handled some of the Gu Family's business affairs.
Gu Yunxuan, meanwhile, read alone in her study.
"I like reading obscure books."
"Obscure? How obscure?"
Gu Yunxuan said, "Things like One Hundred Ways to Commit Crimes Without Sequence Users Finding Out and One Hundred Ways for Ordinary People to Kill Sequence Users."
The moment Qin Siyang heard those two titles, he jolted.
They were both books Wen Shu had read.
Who would have thought Wen Shu had someone who shared her interests?
Gu Yunpeng looked at Gu Yunxuan disdainfully. "You don't even dare kill a chicken, yet you read books about killing people? I have no idea what good they do you."
"I just like reading them! Is that a problem?!"