Chapter 27

Chapter 27

After settling the house matter, Xie Tan went to report to Xie Qiyan and, while she was at it, to face her punishment.

“She moved in?” Xie Qiyan hadn’t expected Xia Wanzhi to be so thick-skinned. “Your Sister Wanzi certainly didn’t stand on ceremony with me.”

Xie Tan spoke up weakly, “I told her the house was mine…”

Xie Qiyan: “???”

The house he had just acquired had changed hands just like that?

Xie Tan retreated with a strategic smile. “Don’t be mad. Sister Wanzi will pay five thousand in rent every month. The money will be sent to you, so you’re still the landlord.”

Xie Qiyan stared at Xie Tan for half a minute before withdrawing his gaze.

“It seems you’re very idle, meddling in other people’s business.” Xie Qiyan checked the time, shut down his computer, and stood up, grabbing Xie Tan by the collar to leave work.

“Gentle, gentle! My feet can’t reach the ground!” Xie Tan was as disheveled as a little chick waiting to be slaughtered. After struggling to no avail, she could only compromise. “Where are we going?”

“The bookstore.” Xie Qiyan was surrounded by a low-pressure aura.

Xie Tan puffed out her cheeks. “What are we going to the bookstore for?”

“To buy ten sets of the Xiaoshi Niudao Workbook.” After getting into the car, Xie Qiyan closed his eyes for a nap, completely ignoring the now-withered Xie Tan.

Heartbroken, Xie Tan sent a message to Xia Wanzhi: [Sister Wanzi, I’ve gone through fire and water for you. Enjoy living in that apartment, and don’t you dare let my love for you go to waste!]

Xia Wanzhi was busy tidying up the place and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she saw the message.

The kid was quite the drama queen.

With the help of Zhuzi and Yun Li, Xia Wanzhi moved from the Studio to Lanting Bieyuan that evening. To celebrate the move, Yun Li bought ingredients and cooked personally, lighting the kitchen’s first fire.

After eating and drinking her fill, Xia Wanzhi sighed contentedly. “The food Sister Yun Li makes is top-tier.”

As she spoke, she happily gave a thumbs-up and leaned back, her whole body relaxed.

Although autumn had arrived, the temperature remained high. The air conditioning was set to a comfortable level indoors. Xia Wanzhi wore a camisole, revealing her jade-like arms and delicate collarbones. Her slightly curly long hair was gathered to one side, and the beautiful butterfly bones on her back were full of charm.

Xia Wanzhi had a small frame. Though she looked slender, she had curves in all the right places.

She looked like the legendary, soul-stealing Nine-tailed White Fox.

She was so radiant that even girls would admire her.

Yun Li rested her chin on her hand and watched her, basking in the continuous praise from her and Zhuzi, the corners of her mouth never dropping. “Time was tight tonight, so I didn’t have time to make soup. Next time I’ll bring ingredients over and nourish your blood two or three times a week. I don’t believe I can’t get this body of yours back in shape.”

Xia Wanzhi was naturally pale, and combined with her poor circulation, she often looked sickly, making people feel protective of her.

Xia Wanzhi blew her a kiss. “Thank you, my dear Sister Yun Li. I’ll leave the happiness of my future life in your hands.”

“You got it. I wouldn’t dream of refusing,” Yun Li said with a wink.

Zhuzi was still immersed in the delicious food. Her reaction time was a bit slow as she lifted her head from her bowl. “I heard that men can help nourish a person’s blood and energy.”

“Cough-” Yun Li choked completely, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Xia Wanzhi blinked, asking seriously, “Why can men help nourish blood and energy?”

Yun Li laughed until tears came out, slapping the table and honking like a goose. “Zhuzi… where did you… hear that from? Hahaha-”

Zhuzi shrugged innocently. “There’s a bunch of old men and ladies playing cards at the convenience store by the community entrance. I heard it when I walked past.”

Yun Li doubled over with laughter.

Later, after they had their fill, Xia Wanzhi saw Yun Li and Zhuzi off. She stood at the door and watched them enter the elevator, leaning against the wall with a sigh of emotion.

She truly felt that her current life was reaching a new turning point.

After standing at the door for a while, just as Xia Wanzhi was about to head back inside, she suddenly heard the elevator chime as it stopped on her floor.

Someone was walking this way.

Xia Wanzhi guessed it was the neighbor across the hall coming home at this hour.

Lanting Bieyuan had two units per floor, and the doors faced each other directly. Xia Wanzhi had never had a neighbor before, so she stared at the opposite door for a moment, wondering if she should stand there and wait to greet them.
But in the dead of night, it might be a bit awkward if the neighbor turned out to be a man.

Deciding to forget it, Xia Wanzhi turned to head back inside when she heard a familiar voice-

“Miss Xia!?”

Xia Wanzhi froze, her expression no less shocked than the person facing her. “Executive Assistant… Yu.”

This man was Xie Qiyan’s right-hand man, as well as a Violent Bodyguard capable of knocking out a middle-aged man with a single strike. Birds of a feather flock together; Xia Wanzhi’s dislike for Xie Qiyan extended to everyone around him, so she didn’t have a good impression of Yu Fei either.

But what were the odds of him being her neighbor?

Was being Xie Qiyan’s Executive Assistant really that lucrative?

To be able to afford a Luxury Flat like this.

There was another man beside Yu Fei, but Xia Wanzhi had never seen him before.

Yu Fei clearly hadn’t recovered from his shock. “Miss Xia lives here?”

Xia Wanzhi pursed her lips slightly, her gaze flickering between the two men. Her thoughts were a bit ahead of their time, her mind drifting toward something rather unspeakable.

It was ten-thirty at night, and two men were coming home side-by-side.

One was carrying a shopping bag filled with water, instant noodles, and biscuits.

The other was carrying a bag from a pharmacy, filled with various boxes and bottles that she couldn’t quite see.

This strange combination really invited one’s imagination to run wild.

“Ah, I just moved in today,” Xia Wanzhi said, forcing herself to speak. “We’re neighbors now, so… please look after me.”

Having processed the information from Xia Wanzhi, Yu Fei and Huo Yang spoke almost simultaneously-

“Sister Wanzi?”

“CEO’s Wife?”

Xia Wanzhi: “???”

All three of them had question marks over their heads.

Xia Wanzhi was baffled, her lip twitching. “What?”

Yu Fei reacted quickly, letting out a fake cough. “Nothing, nothing. We were just clearing our throats. We won’t disturb you any longer. I hope you enjoy your stay, Miss Xia. Goodnight.”

As if he had stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret, Yu Fei flusteredly pushed Huo Yang by the back toward their door.

As the door across from her slammed shut, Xia Wanzhi’s expression became even more bewildered.

Are they acting guilty?

Inside, Huo Yang, who had been shoved through the door, turned around impatiently. “What are you doing?”

“That person-” Yu Fei pointed a finger behind him. “Is the bankrupt eldest miss of the Xia Family. She’s also the holdout on the Top Floor of Xingyao who refuses to move, and our President Xie’s Little Nemesis!”

Ghost Master hadn’t expected her to be that person-the mysterious Sister Wanzi.

Huo Yang’s expression shifted from surprise to disbelief, then finally to gravity. “So they’re rivals on the surface, but sweethearts in private?”

“…” Yu Fei couldn’t refute that at all. He pondered for a long while, unsure of how to put it. “Maybe, maybe not. As subordinates, we just need to keep our eyes open and not offend her. Who knows, she might actually become President Xie’s wife in the future.”

After all, Xia Wanzhi was the woman even Zhou Yu couldn’t get.

A true masterpiece.

Setting down the bags in his hands, Yu Fei pulled out a key and walked to the storage room, unlocking the double-bolted door.

Inside, a middle-aged man lay on the floor, covered in injuries and looking so haggard he didn’t have a trace of color in his face.

“Yang Datong, get up!” Yu Fei crouched down and patted the man’s stubbled face, letting out a long sigh. “I told you not to be so stubborn. If you’d just talked, this would all be over. We’d have less trouble, and you’d have less trouble too.”

Yang Datong hadn’t eaten for several days. Seeing the food in Huo Yang’s hands, his eyes lit up instantly as he rushed over, grabbed it, tore open the packaging, and began to eat ravenously.

Huo Yang took a step back, leaning against the door with his arms crossed. “What did Hou Mengqiu give you to keep your mouth shut like this?”

Yu Fei snorted softly. “President Xie’s patience is limited.”

“Hou Mengqiu is in a mental hospital now, you know that? If you don’t mind, we could send you in to experience it for a couple of days. I hear that people who go in there, even if they aren’t crazy, get tortured until they are.” Huo Yang looked at Yang Datong with a sharp gaze.

After a long silence, Yang Datong finally broke. Trembling, he said, “I want to see your President Xie.”

Yu Fei clapped his hands together. “Shift’s over!”