Chapter 812: Chapter 803: Neighbor (1)

By the time they arrived at the underground car park of a large shopping mall and regrouped, Shang Feifei had her similarly built assistant exchange clothes with her. She got into another car of Han Yifan’s, while her assistant drove Han Yifan’s car to the company, her agent drove her original nanny car to the apartment, and she stayed with Han Yifan herself, originally planning to wait for news from both sides to see where there were no paparazzi, then decide where to rest.

But then messages came from both the agent and assistant: Paparazzi were lying in wait at both locations.

This posed a difficulty for Shang Feifei; in Yancheng, she only had that one property, surely she couldn’t just not go there to rest? And if she didn’t go back, where else could she go? As she struggled to decide, Han Yifan spoke up, suggesting his villa in the outskirts of Yancheng, which he did not usually inhabit, as a temporary resting place for her. Shang Feifei knew well that Han Yifan lacked for nothing but houses, yet she was not too comfortable with the idea initially.

After some reflection, she still felt that she and Han Yifan didn’t quite seem like a couple and had no intention of furthering the relationship, especially with the interference of the Han Family. The thought of his brother’s indifferent expression instantly made her back down. Sometimes there really was no comparing two people; even with a bad reputation, Xia Siyu was still the daughter of the Xia Family. If Bo Yan wanted a girlfriend, he’d choose her. Although Shang Feifei didn’t understand why Xia Siyu, burdened by a bad name, would not acknowledge herself as a member of the Xia Family, in the marriage market of the wealthy, there was no doubt she was far superior to herself.

But Han Yifan insisted, “It’s okay, just rest for now. Even if we’re not boyfriend and girlfriend, just friends, I’ll still help you if something comes up. I could just not stay here tonight, that’s all. Anyway, I’ve got nothing much except for houses. Plus, my place is only a five-minute drive from the highway, convenient for getting anywhere.”

Shang Feifei really was hesitant, and in her indecisiveness, received signs of paparazzi stakeouts.

Over the years, paparazzi had grown increasingly bold. Some even took pictures through curtains when they were drawn at home, capturing the vague shapes of people inside after the lights were turned on at night. Although her residential area was also high-class, compared to the top security measures of places like Qingcheng Apartments or Yushu Facing the Wind, it was somewhat lacking. If someone were to catch her in compromising photos, even crying would be futile.

Seeing her hesitation, Han Yifan didn’t ask further and simply drove to the villa. When she got out of the car, Shang Feifei was still conflicted, but then Xia Siyu poked her head out from next door: “Came back by yourself? Brought a girlfriend? Seems like your luck isn’t too good today, to run into you again.”

Though not as competitive as Xia Siyu, Shang Feifei certainly didn’t want to be mocked by her. She had been hesitant to get out of the car, but now, spurred on by her, she immediately stepped out in her high heels and walked downstairs.

Hmm, this villa, well, it’s just like the ones shown in movies, nestled against a hill and beside water, with a beautiful environment, a swimming pool, a garden, first-class security. Even if she took out all her savings, she reckoned it would only just cover the price of this one set, not counting the interior design.

This is just what the Han Family had allocated to their youngest son, who couldn’t inherit the family business, as compensation.

No wonder the Han Family treated her with such an attitude. Wealthy families indeed had the capital to be so.

Wait, if Xia Siyu is next door, does that mean the neighboring house belongs to Bo Yan?