Xiu Yan brought a total of five suitcases, all of the largest size.
For an average girl, carrying just one would be quite strenuous.
The villa they were staying in had three floors and no elevator.
Teng Yunmeng, a thoroughly good-natured person, actually stood up upon hearing Xiu Yan's words, ready to help her carry the luggage.
However, she couldn't make her way over before a hand pressed down on her shoulder, pushing her back into her seat.
Ying Zijin finished her last sip of goji berry and red date tea, put down the cup, lifted her eyelashes, and said with a lackluster voice, "Don't you have hands?"
The assistant, who was holding an umbrella for Xiu Yan, looked up in surprise, almost doubting what she had heard.
Whether on set or at school, people rushed to do Xiu Yan's bidding without her even asking.