My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1788 - 1781: Her Room is Worse Than a Doghouse

Chapter 1788: Chapter 1781: Her Room is Worse Than a Doghouse

The rooms of the others all had cement floors.

Joanna was naturally very satisfied with her room.

What surprised her the most was that there was a bathroom in her room.

Although it was a very small bathroom, it was still a separate bathroom.

This was very rare in rural areas with these conditions.

In comparison to Joanna’s pleasant surprise, Coco and Sophie’s room was rather ordinary.

Their rooms were not even as good as Porter’s.

There was just one bed and one cabinet in the room, and nothing else.

Coco threw a tantrum in her room: "What a shabby house! Is this a place for people to live in?"

Coco’s sugar daddy had bought her a villa, luxury cars, and arranged many servants to take care of her, so she hadn’t experienced any hardships before entering the entertainment industry.

In her eyes, her room was worse than a doghouse.

For her to live here for the following month?

Coco found it unbearable just thinking about it.

She threw her luggage down and stormed out of the room in anger.

Giovanni Vane stayed in a room next to the quadrangle courtyard for easy communication with the guests.

When Coco found him, he was holding a handful of rice, feeding the chickens in the yard.

Coco looked at the happy chickens with disgust, walked around them, approached Giovanni, and directly asked, "Giovanni, can I change my room?"

Giovanni, who was feeding the chickens, looked up at her and hesitated: "You want to change your room?"

"Yes," Coco nodded.

"Why?"

"I think the room is a bit gloomy, and I’m scared." Coco wasn’t stupid enough to reveal the real reason.

If she said that the room was too shabby and she didn’t want to live there, wouldn’t she offend the Program Group members?

"Gloomy?" Giovanni looked up at the blue sky, white clouds, and the scorching sun overhead, "I don’t think so. The weather is great today, and all of your rooms have good lighting."

"But I still feel it’s gloomy. As soon as I walked in, I felt a cold breeze on my body," Coco lied with a straight face, "The room is filled with cold air. If I stay there for too long, I’ll definitely get sick."

Giovanni stared at her for a few seconds and slowly realized what was going on.

Previously, when Joanna got that room, she mentioned rigging.

Now she’s saying that the room is gloomy and so on.

In the end, she must be dissatisfied with her own room.

It was impossible for Giovanni to agree to such a request.

The Program Group had their arrangements. If they catered to the artist’s preferences, there would be nothing interesting to watch.

But Giovanni could not refuse directly, so he thought for a moment and said, "According to the Program Group’s rules, room changes are not allowed. However, rules are rigid, and people are flexible. So, I think you can ask other people if they are willing to switch rooms with you."

"If someone agrees, then room changes are allowed."

*

After returning to the quadrangle courtyard, Coco reconsidered what Giovanni had just said.

If she were to switch rooms, she wanted Joanna’s room, of course.

But, would that scheming bitch agree to switch with her?

As Coco thought about it, she found herself standing in front of Joanna’s room.

Inside the room,

Joanna was still unpacking her luggage.