The sun slowly jumped out from the other side of the mountain. Fang Zeyu put his sunglasses on Rachel Xia, and Xiao Zheng stood silently behind him.
"Young Master Fang." Rachel Xia suddenly spoke.
"What's the matter?" Fang Zeyu had already figured out her pattern. Whenever Rachel Xia called him so politely, there must be something she couldn't solve and needed help.
"It's not a big deal, nor is it a small matter." Rachel Xia leaned towards him to please him.
"Just now when I was sleeping, I suddenly remembered something. My household registration seems to still be with Xia Qing. Do you think if I ask him directly, will he let me move?"
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