No matter whether Zhao Qingge welcomes them or not, those who are coming will still come.
At nine in the evening, Huang, Wu, and Xu, three girls, arrived at the villa punctually with loads of luggage.
The three girls were very punctual, but the previous plan to grab the master bedroom couldn't be carried out because of Zhao Qingge and Li Peifeng's move-in, so the three discussed amiably and picked two secondary bedrooms.
The rooms weren't small either, each around seventy to eighty square meters, located on the second and third floors, like small apartments. Compared to their previous living conditions, it was an upgrade, and they were quite satisfied. They started unpacking as soon as they reached their rooms.
"Ugh, I didn't bring my face masks."
"Just get them tomorrow then."
"Did you bring shampoo? I want to take a shower."
"In that red bag, check it."
Halfway through organizing, Wu Wenyue shouted, "Xiaofeng, I brought your computer and some clothes for you."
