"It's okay, Yaoyao, Jianan is just having a temporary emotional shift. Give him some time. You've been worn out these past few days, go upstairs and rest."
Shen Yao took another glance at the closed door, then turned around and walked upstairs.
She went straight to Sheng Jianan's room, turned on the light, and took a deep breath, as if there was something comforting and pleasant in the air here, making her feel relaxed.
Lying down on the big bed, looking at the ceiling, a smile gradually appeared on Shen Yao's lips.
She will be the master of this place; soon, she will be the master here.
After lying on the bed for a while, Shen Yao slowly climbed up, took her bag, and pulled out a small black recording device, pressed the switch, and a sharp voice sang out: "Get lost!"
With a twist of her lips, she walked into the bathroom and threw the recording device into the toilet, flushing it away.
