After the waiter left, Xue Yang and the others brought their luggage into the suite. It was a two-bedroom suite with a living room, and the layout was similar to a large, single-floor apartment, spanning a full 300 square meters. The view was excellent; upon entering, you could hear the sound of crashing waves and see the light from a distant lighthouse. The sky, full of twinkling stars, seemed to welcome them home. Overall, the first impression was quite nice.
Zhong Hailan looked around and asked the question that was foremost on her mind, "Xiao Yang, staying here for one night mustn't be cheap, right?"
Like most mothers, her question reflected a common worry. For some, hearing a high price would be enough to make them turn right back around to avoid wasting money.
Xue Yang placed his hands on Zhong Hailan's shoulders. "Mom, we're on vacation, so let's not worry about money. The reason I earn it is to give you two a good life. As long as you're happy, any price is worth it."
