Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Everyone could imagine that Zhao Wenjin would be furious, thinking Liao Kai didn’t give her face.

But nobody expected that she would be this furious, "Agreement, what agreement?"

Everyone looked puzzled at Liao Kai, who was also clueless, "I don’t know either."

Zhang Zhaodi sighed softly, "You are an adult, too; you should have your own thoughts and can’t just always listen to us."

"You know the situation at home; this place is only so big."

"Your brother and sister-in-law have one room, Xiao Bin has another."

"Cooking and dining take place in one room, and us old folks share a room with your little sister; it’s really cramped."

"Xiao Bin will be 20 soon, and it won’t be long before he’s looking to get married. Your brother and his wife, they seem to have good incomes."

"But their company doesn’t offer housing." The few times housing was assigned, it was all about too many monks and not enough porridge, and the young couples weren’t up to standard.

At last, now that they meet all the criteria, but the company shows no signs of handing out housing.