Gorgeous Female Tenants

Chapter 484: Celebration Banquet

Purple Gold Villa.

Gu Xinyan and Ouyang Jiahui were on vacation together, having time at home, so to celebrate, Xu Xiangbei prepared a sumptuous dinner.

Aside from Liu Ningyan, who didn’t come because of her graduation thesis, Ouyang Jiahui, Xiao Lin, Gu Xinyan, Lu Xiaomei, and Ah Rong all sat at the dining table.

At Purple Gold Villa, they became good neighbors and good friends, feeling intimately close when they met, chatting and laughing merrily.

At the European-style beech wood dining table, there was also a guest, the gentle and refined Shen Congru.

Seated among a group of beauties, he felt as if he was walking through a colorful flower field in the warm spring season; his heart was already intoxicated even though he hadn’t drunk yet, and his eyes were somewhat dreamy.

On his left were Ouyang Jiahui and Xiao Lin, with their arms around each other’s shoulders, occasionally hugging, giving the impression that they were a pair of intimate girlfriends—one with a bold grapefruit-blast hairstyle leaning towards masculine, and the other exceptionally beautiful, charming, and gentle as water.

Xiao Lin’s violet perfume seemed intoxicating, making Shen Congru feel as if he would fall asleep on Xiao Lin’s off-shoulder dress if not for the support of the high-backed European chair.

Returning from a vacation at the film set, Gu Xinyan was wearing a snow-white chiffon dress, the ruffles resembling magnolia petals, transcendent and elegant like a fairy from heaven, with a mystical and graceful smile.

She was no longer the self-enclosed little girl who would blush seeing others kiss.

Over the past year, always facing the camera and experiencing various roles and moods, and expressing them fully, had matured Gu Xinyan significantly.

Sometimes she felt that others’ eyes were like the camera lens at the film set; unconsciously, her actions and expressions seemed well-directed, with every smile attracting attention and pleasing others.

As many seasoned actors lament, sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between on-screen and off-screen, reality and fantasy, with inner roles changing rapidly, making life an act, and acting life.

Whether Xu Xiangbei stared at her lecherously or Shen Congru occasionally cast admiring glances, Gu Xinyan maintained a faint smile.

Usually, Lu Xiaomei was talkative, but now she sat upright like a lady, her face seemingly blushed with rouge, glowing red like the dawn.

Even when she couldn’t help but laugh, she was different from usual; her lips were clearly less widened, and she covered her mouth with her big hands, trying hard not to show her teeth when laughing.

Lu Xiaomei’s eyes occasionally glanced at Shen Congru, each glance increasing her joy, having dinner with such a handsome and elegant man at the same table was a unique experience for her, like accidentally entering paradise and dining with holy angels.

At her hometown’s table, her cousins would put one foot on the chair, waving their hands recklessly, and spitting while fighting fiercely over a glass of wine.

But Shen Congru would smile, holding a crystal glass with his slender, snow-white fingers, gently clinking glasses with Lu Xiaomei.

His voice was more rhythmic, with a deep and magnetic tone, saying, "Miss Lu, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

Having such a gentle and handsome guy clinking glasses with her, Lu Xiaomei felt sweet as honey, being extra careful when clinking glasses, afraid of accidentally using too much force and knocking him off the table.

She covered one side of her mouth with her hand so that Shen Congru wouldn’t see her big mouth, smiling as she said, "Young Master Shen, I’m also happy to meet you."

As she spoke, she realized the gap between her and Shen Congru, so during the meal, she tried not to make any sound, even if Xu Xiangbei teased her. She responded only with expressions and body language to protest.

Ah Rong sat alone at the end of the table, expression calm and aloof, as if the noisy atmosphere had nothing to do with her.

If someone invited her to drink, she raised her glass and drank it all in one go, looking indifferent as if completing an unsatisfactory task, her gaze never intersecting with others, and she wouldn’t say an extra word.

For the first time, Gu Xinyan saw Ah Rong and was delighted to have a new roommate, especially admiring Ah Rong’s bob hairstyle, as neat and smooth as a model in a Vidal Sassoon advertisement.

Out of courtesy, Gu Xinyan toasted her a drink, but after sharing one drink, it felt awkward, so she didn’t offer her a second cup.

Xu Xiangbei sat at the host’s seat, amiably holding up his glass: "Today everyone got the time to gather together, which is quite rare. This glass of wine is first for the lovely lady tenants here; with you, my villa has transformed from an empty house into a paradise filled with bird songs and floral scents."

Ouyang Jiahui never missed an opportunity to mock Xu Xiangbei: "We should thank our lovely landlord for his heartfelt concern and diligent efforts for us lady tenants."

Detecting Ouyang Jiahui’s sarcasm, Xu Xiangbei instead became more smug, grinning foolishly: "My dear niece, thanks for summing it up. Let us drink together; Young Master Shen, you’re our good neighbor, feel free."

Shen Congru, fearing neglect, eagerly raised his glass as Xu Xiangbei mentioned him, saying gracefully with a smile: "Of course, I’ll drink with you all. I’m your best of neighbors; being neighbors with so many beauties is indeed a happiness."

Xu Xiangbei chuckled naughtily: "Young Master Shen, your words are ambiguous; is it happiness or sexual happiness?"

Shen Congru’s face went slightly red; unlike Xu Xiangbei, he wasn’t thick-skinned enough to speak so openly in front of beauties, casually laughing: "President Xu, you’re too good at joking."

Ouyang Jiahui glared at Xu Xiangbei: "Young Master Shen isn’t like you, his words don’t turn improper after a few sentences."

Knowing Xu Xiangbei’s nature very well, especially with Young Master Shen present, more explicit words were held back understandably, Gu Xinyan wore a disapproving smile: "It’s remarkable if he can string together three decent sentences. If Young Master Shen wasn’t here, he’d be even more unrestrained."

Xu Xiangbei gave Gu Xinyan a suggestive smile, grinning wickedly: "My fairy sister understands me; you’ve been living at the theater for so long, I miss you terribly, so much that I’ve been losing sleep over it."

Xiao Lin couldn’t stand it anymore and revealed: "Xin Yan sister, don’t believe him; he sleeps soundly every day, often oversleeping and being late to work. Look at his glowing spirit, no sign of insomnia. I’ve lived here the longest, never seen him suffer from insomnia at night."

Xu Xiangbei winked and chuckled wickedly: "Xiao Lin sister, you’re on the second floor, of course, don’t know about my insomnia. If you don’t believe me, after dinner, come to my room, let you see how I suffer from insomnia, heh-heh. Do you want to spend a wonderful night with me tonight?"