Chapter 827: Chapter 819: Calculating Against Each Other (4)

On the third morning of Xia Siyu living here, Bo Yan had work to do; a brand wanted him to be their spokesperson, so he had to go out.

Shang Feifei also had work. However, her work was quite unique–it was an online variety show where she was one of the guests, and all she needed was internet access. It was similar to live streaming; she could participate from anywhere as long as there was a network connection.

Near the Yushu Linfeng community, paparazzi were still lurking around. Since it was only an online activity, Shang Feifei simply chose not to go out and stayed in the villa.

However, when it comes to recording a show, even if the celebrity is at home, there’s lighting, makeup, set design, props, and countless other teams involved. But with paparazzi around the entire Yushu Facing the Wind area, all three celebrities wanted to keep a low profile. Shang Feifei’s assistant drove around the villa every day, and if she spotted any paparazzi, she would immediately leave and update Fei’er about the situation outside. People inside couldn’t go out, and those outside couldn’t come in.

Bo Yan could go out because there were several cars parked in his villa. Switching cars for travel, paparazzi couldn’t always follow him around. But Shang Feifei had come in Han Yifan’s car, and she could actually go out if she wanted to–only if she could openly acknowledge her relationship with Han Yifan could she go out and face the paparazzi’s questions.

But she was still hesitant; although her relationship with Han Yifan had grown closer, she hadn’t made up her mind yet.

Originally, she planned to rest in the guest room on the third floor, but ended up staying in Han Yifan’s master bedroom these past two days. If it weren’t for having to work today, she would probably still be idly enjoying his company. Indeed, after setting her prejudices aside and spending time with him, their relationship had improved quite a bit.

She needed to shoot, and Han Yifan suggested, Bo Yan next door had a full set of filming equipment–he had always been studying to be a director, so naturally, he had these things at home.

Shang Feifei didn’t get along well with her next-door neighbors. Not to mention Xia Siyu–they were enemies. And with Bo Yan, since he had rejected her, she had also kept her distance. However, she was indeed curious–what exactly was the situation between Xia Siyu and Bo Yan?

Han Yifan said he would take her there, and wouldn’t go empty-handed. He first called Bo Yan. Xia Siyu, already annoyed by hearing that Bo Yan had left her alone at the villa to work, was now even more upset to hear someone from next door was coming.

She immediately refused without a second thought: “I don’t want her here! Why should she come over? This is my house, my house!”

Unexpectedly, she was in the outdoor garden when she said this, and her voice was too loud; Han Yifan next door had already heard her. He directly called out to the yard, “We won’t come empty-handed. I’ll bring a bottle of ’95 Lafite!”

Xia Siyu scoffed, “A ’05 Lafite to ask for my help? At least bring an ’82!”

An ’82 Lafite… he really didn’t have one. Even if he did, L it had already been forty years, and though some well-preserved wines, even a hundred years old, were still in the tasting period, the premise was that it was “well-preserved.”

Wine is delicate; the temperature and humidity must be constant, and it shouldn’t be jostled, or else it would ruin its taste. Han Yifan gritted his teeth, “A ’05 Romane-Conti!”

“Pfft, Romane-Conti is nothing!” Xia Siyu finished her sentence and tilted her head to ask Bo Yan, “How much is a ’05 Romane-Conti?”

Bo Yan thought for a moment, “’05, around 200,000.”

Xia Siyu felt a bit of regret, “Is it still okay if I agree now?”