Could Shen Qi Be Tonight's Winner?

Sheng Xia disliked Pei Shishi, just as she had once disliked Ruan Mingyi.

Liking someone needed no reason, and neither did disliking someone.

While she was still muttering under her breath about Pei Shishi, the conversation at the other end of the room had quietly shifted.

Sheng Mo and Nan Zhen were already discussing villa locations.

The early bird got the worm. Naturally, they wanted to reserve the best spots: the two villas beside the main house.

"I want the one on the left."

"The one on the right has a better view, so I'll take the right one."

"You two really know how to pick. Why do you get to live closest?"

"What left one and right one? What are you talking about!?"

Only then did Sheng Xia catch on, and she and Ruan Mingyi immediately joined the "battle."

Before long, another argument over villa locations broke out.

The room was as lively as a pot at a rolling boil, yet it unexpectedly carried a warm, domestic feeling.

Just like every big family gathering, there were always people bickering, people joking around, and people smiling and shaking their heads nearby.

Shen Qingling chuckled helplessly, while Lin Xingmian, Sang Yin, and Shen Qi sat quietly together and watched the commotion.

Nan Yan and Gu Yijin were trying to figure out how to squeeze in too, with the added condition that only the two of them could squeeze in.

The meal was so lively that it lasted until two in the afternoon.

But this was not today's main event. The real event was not at noon, but in the evening.

That afternoon, Nan Zhen gathered everyone to play mahjong.

"The person with the highest score wins."

As she spoke, her slender fingers expertly stacked the tiles, her movements smooth and effortless.