The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Apart from some military and government compounds where officials and institutional personnel lived, in the business world, The Villa Flagship was considered a very well-known luxury housing complex. There were no terraced houses, only detached ones. Built against the mountains, there was also a natural underground spring inside, from which a pond had been created, meandering around the entire complex.

It was possible that next door to you lived the deputy CEO of Dada Taxi, or the big BOSS of some famous venture capital firm.

Even people from the entertainment industry lived there very infrequently. Although they earned a lot compared to the average working-class, in comparison with these investment tycoons, they were quite insignificant.

Xia Siyu was very satisfied with the security here; the environment was beautiful, the climate was pleasant, and the temperature was noticeably two degrees lower than in Yancheng City. There were mountains in the distance, blue skies, white clouds, and occasionally the sound of birds.

Walking along the path inside, the for-sale buildings number one and two were near the pond. There were dedicated personnel cleaning the area, the pond was very clean, and they had also conducted mosquito and insect prevention treatment, making it quieter than the houses at the front.

—Somehow, Xia Siyu always felt that the setting of this house resembled the taste of a certain person. Yes, it was that guy who wanted to take advantage of her yesterday!

The real estate agent introduced, “This house was also originally lived in by the owner themselves, so all the configurations are top-notch. But because they’ve recently had some cash flow problems, that’s why they’ve decided to sell. Such properties are never lacking buyers; our encounter today is just good luck.”

Xia Siyu didn’t respond; anyway, she was wearing a mask, and without speaking, the agent couldn’t recognize who she was.

They first arrived at building number two, where a nanny was at home. The agent rang the doorbell, explained their intention, and the nanny let them in to have a look around.

The decoration of the house was indeed nice, but Siyu felt that the owner must be involved in underground heavy metal music, and they certainly loved drinking—a whole cabinet in the dining room was filled with liquor, and not just any pretentious red wine. There was whiskey, brandy, XO cognac, and the like, in various colors. Of course, there was also baijiu and beer.

It felt to her like it belonged to a bar owner, and the setting seemed as if one could dance the night away right there, with overhead projection lights. She guessed the owner hadn’t skimped on parties here.

As she wandered in the courtyard of this building, the roar of a car came from outside, stopping next door. It looked as though the owner of building number one had arrived.

Xia Siyu didn’t pay much attention and just looked around. Aside from disdaining the owner’s taste in decor, she didn’t say much else.

They quickly finished visiting building number two and moved on towards building number one.

The agent introduced, “These two houses are the best in the whole complex. Facing north to south, nestled against the hill and beside the water, they have excellent feng shui.”

Good feng shui and yet the owners are both selling? Xia Siyu didn’t believe in these things and followed them to building number one, which was also opened by a nanny.

This house, unlike the overly decorated building number two, was obviously minimalist with a cold demeanor—black, white, gray, and Morandi colors mixed together in a postmodernist style with clean lines.

The previous one was clearly for a party-loving drinker, while this one was definitely for a sulky pretender.

However, didn’t the owner seem to have come by just now? Why hadn’t she seen them?