"We're here?" Lin Zhenzhen stopped Tan Bei, who was opening the car door. "Don't move. I'll call someone to help you."
She saw Butler Li passing by and called out to him, "Brother Tanbei twisted his ankle. Find someone to help him to rest."
Butler Li glanced into the car with some surprise, then whispered, "Miss, the master is away on a business trip and is not at the manor."
The implication was that she no longer needed to act.
Lin Zhenzhen raised an eyebrow, displeased, and said, "So what? I can't get you to come?"
"That's not what I meant. I'll arrange for someone to come right now."
Still not satisfied, Lin Zhenzhen followed them into Tanbei's room.
Under the dim light, the ten-square-meter room looked particularly shabby. Even the wooden bed, which had been used for who knows how many years, creaked whenever someone lay down on it.
Lin Zhenzhen covered her nose and waved the air in front of her.
"What kind of place is this? How can anyone live here?" She turned to look at the group of people. "If word got out, people would think that the Ning family doesn't have any rooms available for people to live in."
“Miss, but this was all arranged according to your instructions.”
"Nonsense!" Lin Zhenzhen raised her voice. "When did I say that? I don't care what method you come up with, you need to arrange a new room by tonight."
Butler Li left in a hurry.
Tan Bei, half-lying on the bed, comforted her, "Actually, this place is quite nice; the flowers are beautiful."
Outside the window is a field of roses, and a gentle breeze carries their fragrance.
For some reason, Ning Zhen suddenly thought of Lin Zhen from the previous small world.
Her favorite flower is the rose, and even her toiletries are scented with roses.
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