Hearing this, the girls' eyes lit up.
Xia Keke and Han Xiaoyu laughed. "Fat Brother, you can tell ghost stories too?"
"What's so difficult about that? In a moment, we'll turn off the lights, sit around the sofa, and tell ghost stories. Wouldn't that make for a great atmosphere?"
"No way. It's terrifying just thinking about it." Shen Yixue waved her hands in refusal.
Zhang Ziming naturally knew what Liu Bo was thinking. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "What are you afraid of with me here? Besides, there are so many of us. What's there to be afraid of?"
"You? Besides smoking, drinking, and checking out girls, what else can you do?" Shen Yixue mocked Zhang Ziming mercilessly in front of everyone.
Zhang Ziming wasn't embarrassed in the slightest. He and Shen Yixue had always gotten along this way.
"Oh, come on." As he spoke, he grabbed Shen Yixue and pulled her toward the sofa.
Meng Wenzhou smiled. "How about this? Let's all choose our rooms first and take a shower. Then we'll get some red wine and continue chatting."
"Sounds good."
As they spoke, everyone dispersed.
The villa's living room was extremely spacious, measuring roughly 260 square meters. Three sides were surrounded by enormous floor-to-ceiling windows that looked like a giant screen.
This was the first time Su Yang had entered a true villa in the proper sense of the word.
Many of the houses he had visited before that called themselves villas were basically self-built homes. They had dim lighting and old furniture, and didn't feel like villas at all.
The No. 01 villa they were in now was extravagantly decorated, even in the living room alone.
The central living room had a ceiling roughly eight meters high. A huge crystal chandelier hung in