The Alliance Between the Wife and the Mistress

Han Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled. She turned to look at Chu Xiyue's receding figure, smiling faintly as her voice seemed somewhat distant. "Finding a boyfriend like you is my good fortune too."

The Alliance Between the Wife and the Mistress

[Strange, why did I feel like there was something odd about Han's tone? Did I hear it wrong?]

A lengthy comment flashed across the sparse barrage, but no one paid it any attention.

After Han Yanyan and Wei Pingqun put away their luggage and found the gifts they had prepared for everyone, they walked hand in hand toward the Seaside Villa.

The Seaside Villa stood at the best spot in the resort for watching the tide. It covered five times the area of the Seaside Cottage. With the sea at its back and mountains before it, the first floor came with a small garden filled with all kinds of flowers, dreamlike and beautiful. The second floor had a viewing terrace stretching from east to west. Sitting there, one could watch the sea, admire the distant mountains, or enjoy tea and reflect on life in one's leisure time.

Looking at the beautiful villa, then thinking of his own tiny apartment of less than a hundred square meters, Wei Pingqun felt unbearably sour.

Why did Chu Xiyue get to live in such a nice villa? Just because she was the investor's daughter? It wasn't fair. Not fair at all!

But the cameras were pointed at them, so Wei Pingqun could not reveal even a trace of jealousy. "This villa may be big, beautiful, and in a great location, but sharing it with four strangers is still rather inconvenient. Our little home is better—free and easy, warm and comfortable."

Han Yanyan smiled, swept her gaze over the villa, and said nothing.