"Is this your room?" Fusheng asked Alvano, his brows furrowing as he looked at the background of the video call.
From the video, he could tell it was a very Spartan single room. He saw only a tiny bed and some simple, rustic furniture—nothing else.
This room was a far cry from the one he had provided for Alvano. He felt a pang of unhappiness; how could his Alvano be living in a place like this?
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