Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 35 What's so good about it?
As a top-tier luxury residence, Rose Garden features a raised moisture-proof layer on the first floor, ensuring excellent lighting and ventilation.

There is absolutely no situation where dampness causes allergies.

Seeing that Xia Zhirou looked like she was about to cry, Lin Shi looked at Qin Zhao and said, "Why don't you switch places?"

Qin Zhao looked at him expressionlessly, his shallow eyes filled with indifference.

Lin Shi felt guilty under her gaze: "The first floor isn't damp; there's a moisture barrier."

Qin Zhao: "Then why didn't you switch with her?"

"What's wrong with her, a girl, staying in my room?"

"Then it'll be fine if you stay in my room?" Qin Zhao didn't actually have any requirements for the room; she had even slept under a bridge before.

She has little possessiveness; from childhood to adulthood, very few things have truly belonged to her.

But now she just doesn't want to give it up so easily.

"Qin Zhao, don't force your brother. I just want to stay in this room. I can't sleep in places I'm not familiar with. I've always stayed here." Xia Zhirou's voice trailed off. "Brother knows. If you don't believe me, go ask your uncle and aunt."

Her gaze was confident yet defiant, as if to say, "Everyone here is on my side."

A sudden sense of gloom arose in Qin Zhao's heart.

"What are you three doing gathered at the door? Having a little meeting?" Qin Qiong and Lin Zheng had just finished their walk when they heard their noisy commotion downstairs.

"Uncle and Aunt," Xia Zhirou called out in a sweet voice, and said matter-of-factly, "I'm used to this room, and I'm not used to staying in other rooms, so I'll switch rooms with Zhaozhao."

Her tone was so frank and intimate that Qin Zhao's pent-up emotions suddenly dissipated, replaced by a numb sense of powerlessness.

Qin Qiong and Lin Zheng exchanged a glance, then looked at Qin Zhao, who was standing quietly at the door with her head down.

She was already thin, and with her head down and silent, her bony frame made her look like a small animal standing in the rain after being abandoned.

Qin Qiong felt a pang of unease.

Fearing things might change, Xia Zhirou confirmed in advance, "Brother has already agreed."

Qin Qiong: "Zhaozhao, you agree?"

My fingernail dug into my palm, sending a dull pain through me.

Was Qin Qiong asking her what she thought? Was he sincere, or was he just going through the motions?

If Xia Zhirou really did grow up here, this was always her room. Whose side will Qin Qiong take?

Adults like sensible children. Life now is something we never dared to dream of in the past, so she should be more sensible.

My lips turned white from being pressed together for too long and too tightly, and when I separated them, a vague, indistinct pain came out.

She forced a smile and uttered a dry, hoarse sound: "Okay."

Qin Qiong grasped her hand and felt its icy coldness.

Her hands were warm, as if conveying confidence through touch. Qin Zhao was momentarily lost in thought.

"What's so good about it?" Qin Qiong's voice was not loud, and he even lost his voice at the last word because he couldn't finish the sentence.

Qin Zhao's eyelashes trembled. He looked up at her, his eyes wet, broken, yet filled with an unfathomable hope.

Qin Qiong's heart softened terribly. She suppressed her emotions and said, "This is your home, this is your room. Where else do you want to move to?"

"Aunt, we didn't ask her to move out, we just asked her to change rooms." Xia Zhirou thought this woman was making a mountain out of a molehill and was extremely annoying. "My brother already agreed."

Qin Qiong felt a lump in her throat: "Brother agreed?" She turned to look at Lin Shi: "Lin Shi, you agreed?"

Qin Qiong rarely called him by his full name so formally. Once she did, he knew he was in deep trouble; his mother was truly angry.

"mom--"

"You still know I'm your mother. Why does Zhao Zhao need your permission to have his own room? This is how you treat your brother!" Qin Qiong questioned, each word distinct. "Since when did you become the boss of this house? You dare to make Zhao Zhao move out today, are you going to kick me out tomorrow too?"

“How could that be?” Lin Shi immediately retorted, his voice softening as he met Qin Qiong’s reddened eyes. “No one forced her to change it. We just asked her if she agreed, and if she didn’t agree, we didn’t change it.”

Xia Zhirou was so angry at Lin Shi's words that she almost twisted her mouth in disbelief. She reminded him, "She agreed."

Seeing that Lin Shi had switched sides, she looked at Lin Zheng and said coquettishly, "Uncle, I've always lived here. I'm not used to sleeping on the first floor."

Lin Zheng was always gentle and refined, and didn't seem intimidating at all: "Not used to sleeping in the room?"

Seeing that there was hope, Xia Zhirou quickly nodded.

"It was my oversight." Lin Zheng smiled, then quickly returned to normal. He called his secretary and asked her to book a hotel.

Then he looked at Xia Zhirou and said, "I've booked a hotel for you. The driver will come to pick you up in a bit."

"..."

Xia Zhirou smiled somewhat awkwardly: "No need for that trouble, I'll just stay at home."

"It's no trouble at all. There aren't many rooms in the house, so we can't accommodate that many people. Please understand."

"..."

You're telling me a detached villa has few rooms? Xia Zhirou couldn't even manage a forced smile.

"Wanhua said Zhirou came to City B to attend classes. Have Xiao Yang book a place close to her classes," Qin Qiong instructed.

Lin Zheng gave her a reassuring smile: "Okay."

"..."

The couple, working in tandem, decided how to kick her out! Xia Zhirou's face turned several shades green.

Now that she's gone, how can Qin Qiong still swipe his card to buy her things? How can she go on holiday trips abroad with them? How can she get to know people in their circle?
Xia Zhirou is very good at weighing options and making choices.

"No need to trouble Uncle," Xia Zhirou said understandingly. "The first floor is fine. Why don't you have someone cancel the hotel reservation? Mom won't feel comfortable letting us stay outside."

Fearing Lin Zheng might change his mind, she raised both hands and rubbed her eyes, saying, "I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep."

Upstairs, only a family of four remained, and Lin Shi vaguely sensed an impending storm.

He pretended to yawn: "I'm sleepy too, goodnight Mom and Dad."

Lin Zheng's voice was calm yet carried an undeniable authority, and he said succinctly, "Come with me to the study."

"..."

Lin Shi let out a wail, buried his head in Qin Qiong's arms, and said in a spoiled tone, "Mom~"

Qin Qiong coldly pushed his head away, her voice devoid of warmth: "Don't keep your father waiting for you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)