Originally, Zhou Weiwei was not like Xia Siyu, who exercises every day and practices boxing in her spare ti. She is very thin, but her figure is purely from being starved skinny, unlike Xia Siyu, who looks healthy.
At the company, she’s always surrounded by several assistants and never has to do heavy work, let alone in the hot weather lugging suitcases weighing dozens of kilograms on and off buses. The most annoying thing is that the bus was crowded and dirty, and soone stepped on her newly bought sandals, crushing her toes painfully. After stepping on her, they didn’t even apologize and blad her for blocking the way with such a big suitcase on the bus.
If it weren’t for the photographer filming nearby, if there weren’t any assistants or bodyguards around, she would not only want to curse but also want to hit soone.
As for Zhang Wenyi, he also had a large suitcase and couldn’t take care of her. At most, he only managed to steady her when she was about to fall over on the bus. Just as Xia Siyu’s extended Lincoln passed by, her phone dinged, and she took it out to see that Xia Siyu was showing off on social dia.
In that instant, countless alpacas ran through her mind as the bus sprayed a cloud of exhaust on her after crushing her heel and leaving. She was almost about to explode and scream.
The most frustrating part was that she hadn’t even reached her destination yet; she was just transferring. She had to endure all that hardship once more.
But Xia Siyu wasn’t going the sa way as her. After eting at the intersection, they went separate ways—one left, one right. Zhou Weiwei and Zhang Wenyi dragged their suitcases to wait for the bus while she and Bo Yan drove away.
And still, they got stuck in traffic.
**
An hour later, Han Yifan and Shang Feifei, coming out from the subway entrance, were the first to arrive at the accommodation—a city center apartnt building.
It was an ordinary two-bedroom apartnt, just as Shang Feifei hoped, not too luxurious, just comfortable. It wasn’t as grand as the villa they initially stayed in, but the environnt was nice, with views of many ancient buildings below and the city center park not far away.
After they arrived, they didn’t forget to ask about the other groups. Especially Han Yifan, who was particularly concerned about Bo Yan’s group, not for any other reason but to see if Bo Yan and Xia Siyu had arrived. This would determine whether they needed to get up early to buy breakfast the next morning.
His mornings equate to other people’s noons, unless he tags along with Shang Feifei to visit, he doesn’t have the habit of waking up early.
The program crew nodded, "Yes, you’re the first to return."
It so happened that there was traffic today, and everyone driving, whether in special cars, cabs, or buses, was delayed. Only the two of them, taking the subway, had a smooth journey without traffic jams.
After hearing this, Han Yifan nodded and said, "What do you call this, misfortune rests upon fortune." It’s just luck, who would have thought they lost in the earlier PK and ended up benefiting from it?
Han Yifan and the others weren’t in a hurry, they packed their things and rested a while. When the ti seed right, he asked the program crew again, "Have Bo Yan’s group arrived?"
The staff nodded, "Just arrived."
Shang Feifei said, "You and Bo Yan seem pretty close."
Han Yifan shook his head and then nodded, "We’re just... well, we’ve been in the sa school since high school, all the way to college. And in college, we were in the sa dorm. I even know what kind of underwear he wears to class."
Shang Feifei said again, "No wonder you’re so concerned about him."
"It’s not concern; it’s to see him... see how he’s living," Han Yifan said with a laugh. "Anyway, since we have free ti, why not go check it out?"
In fact, Shang Feifei wasn’t very close to Bo Yan and was in a competitive relationship with Xia Siyu, so she was a bit hesitant.
Han Yifan laughed again, "I’m telling you, I took a glance from the window here, there aren’t many upscale communities, mostly old houses, and those similar to courtyards. Because it’s an old city district, it’s in a central location, hard to tear down. The neighborhood we’re staying in is the best. If they’re staying near us, their house must be amazing! Knowing the program’s habits, among the two groups, one is bound to stay well, and the other, hehe."
What he said piqued Shang Feifei’s curiosity. With the program dividing the groups from special cars to buses, her and Han Yifan’s accommodation was already considered good; the other group must be not so good. She did want to see how Xia Siyu was living.
"Since you put it that way, I’ve worked with Bo Yan and Xia Siyu many tis. It would be good to show so concern for friends," Shang Feifei said in a dignified manner, and Han Yifan smiled mischievously as they packed up and headed downstairs.
After going downstairs, they asked the staff for rough directions and headed that way. The location pointed to sowhere deep in an alley, and with a look between them, they had a good idea of where it was. Moving forward, they reached a crossroads, swept a glance, and saw a crowd gathered on one side. Han Yifan said, "That’s definitely the place."
Walking over, under a big tree, there were a few short sectioned courtyard walls. The walls were made of green bricks, weathered with age, so moss on top, and wild grass growing from the cracks, hinting at history.
Before they even entered, they heard Xia Siyu’s voice, "Set up a table here, slice up a waterlon. Over there, set a tea tray, put out so snacks, perfect."
Coming through the gate, it was a standalone courtyard, flat, with an open-air yard only eight or nine square ters in size. Unlike renovated and ticulously decorated courtyards, this house was old, with grayish-yellow walls inside. The only comfort was the big tree outside the yard, shading part of the open air, making it cool and pleasant. Bamboos chairs were set in the yard, and a rocking chair as well. Xia Siyu was sitting on the rocking chair, fanning herself, casually enjoying the mont, and when she saw them, she greeted, "Yo."
Bo Yan was inside organizing and ca out when he heard the commotion, "You guys got here first, I see."
Han Yifan glanced around the yard and laughed, "Just this?"
"Isn’t this fine?" Xia Siyu fanned a small stool, inviting them to sit. Bo Yan couldn’t find a tea tray, but he’d learned his lesson, bringing the teapot and tea leaves over. He even brought a drip pot for making coffee. He’d prepared his own snacks—concerned about the high calories of store-bought ones, he’d had Song Fengzhi specially buy them earlier, and they ca in handy now.
"Tea or coffee? Conditions are modest; the only tea is Fenghuang Dancong. The only coffee is Manting, but these snacks were prepared by my assistant, low in calories and quite tasty."
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