Chapter 33: Transmigrated as a Cheapskate Phoenix Man (33)
Yu Xinyu’s elder brother?
Hearing the conversation between the two in front and thinking back to Yu Xinyu’s brother, Cen Yu couldn’t help but feel a chill in his heart as well.
In truth, he didn’t have much contact with this brother of Yu Xinyu’s in the original novel—the man looked down on him, viewing him as a “lowlife” and a “wild dog.”
Besides, he clearly remembered that in the original plot, Yu Xinyu’s elder brother didn’t make an appearance at the hot spring villa at all, did he??
He hurriedly poked the big fat cat in his mind—
“What’s going on!!” He poked the big orange cat’s belly frantically. “How could Yu Jinheng suddenly show up at the hot spring villa?”
The big fat cat rolled over, let out a meow, and only after a few seconds seemed to get the data fully transferred—
“It’s fine, Host,” the big fat cat said. “He just misses Yu Xinyu a little bit. On top of that, since Yu Xinyu ran away from home, he just plans to sneak a few glances at him. You two won’t run into each other.”
The big fat cat patted its chest with its paw. “A final-boss level character like him definitely won’t make his debut right now!”
Cen Yu pondered it for a moment and felt the big fat cat made some sense, so he set his anxiety aside.
Leaning against the car window, perhaps because he had been too nervous last night, he had barely slept and quickly fell into a deep slumber.
Not long after he fell asleep, the smile on Yu Xinyu’s face vanished.
“Switching faces again?” Qiang Yuanqing remarked.
“Shh, don’t disturb Little Yu’s sleep.” Yu Xinyu made a gesture for quiet.
He turned his head to look at Cen Yu, whose head was resting against the car window and sleeping rather fitfully. He wished he could dive straight into the back seat to sit beside him and let the man rest his head on his shoulder.
He stared for quite a while before turning back around. “How does my elder brother know?” His tone was cold enough to drop icicles.
“How should I know,” Qiang Yuanqing replied. While driving, he handled Yu Xinyu’s questions, occasionally glancing at Cen Yu in the back seat—he admitted the guy was good-looking, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was a total turn-off. How could Yu Xinyu be so obsessed with him?
He only looked for a few seconds, yet unexpectedly, his gaze was caught by Yu Xinyu.
Yu Xinyu put his hypocritical mask back on—
“Stop looking.”
“…Don’t go crazy,” Qiang Yuanqing said, utterly speechless.
“Do you think he’s some celestial immortal that everyone falls for on sight?” Qiang Yuanqing looked at Yu Xinyu. “Besides, I’m straight.”
Yu Xinyu merely smiled without saying a word.
“Do you know who the last person was that claimed he was straight?”
“Who?”
“Sang Qianshan,” Yu Xinyu smiled gently.
“…” Qiang Yuanqing, recalling the recent rumors about Sang Qianshan, shut his mouth.
He had to be out of his mind to argue with a romantic fool like Yu Xinyu over this!
Cen Yu slept very deeply, only slowly waking up when the car drove into the hot spring villa.
Qiang Yuanqing’s hot spring villa prioritized privacy, consisting mostly of individual small courtyards where guests wouldn’t disturb one another. Aside from the hot spring pools within each courtyard, there were also VIP-exclusive specialty baths.
Only guests staying in specific room types had access to those.
Parking the car at the entrance of the villa, a dedicated butler drove a golf cart to take the guests toward their assigned courtyard.
Because it championed the concepts of natural healing and high-end luxury, the vegetation coverage throughout the hot spring villa was exceptionally high, with several room types basically hidden among layers of trees—in short, it was easy to get lost.
The room Qiang Yuanqing arranged for the two of them was roughly a thirty-minute drive from the villa’s entrance.
“I heard that when autumn comes, there will be maple leaves in the courtyard,” Yu Xinyu, sitting in the back seat of the golf cart, said softly to Cen Yu.
Cen Yu was completely distracted.
He carefully recalled the spot where they had just gotten out of the car, constantly feeling as though someone else had arrived before them.
—Could it be Yu Jinheng?
“I heard the pool in our room is filled with flower petals,” Yu Xinyu continued to enthusiastically introduce the place, as if failing to notice Cen Yu’s distraction.
Along the way, the butler warmly introduced the various hot spring pools within the villa.
Cen Yu listened for a bit before feeling his phone vibrate—
Opening it, he found a message from Lou Baichuan.
[Lou Baichuan: Do you have a computer on hand?]
Cen Yu: …?
Is he out of his mind?!
Cen Yu glared at the screen. Asking me if I’m near a computer on a Saturday?!
He simply pretended he hadn’t seen it and shoved his phone back into his pocket.
“Who is it?” Yu Xinyu leaned against Cen Yu’s shoulder, his gaze fixed on his phone screen. He had clearly caught sight of Lou Baichuan’s name just now.
“A psycho,” Cen Yu said. “A modern-day capitalist exploiter.”
Hearing this, Yu Xinyu chuckled inwardly, though maintaining an air of shared indignation on the surface. “Making people work even on a big weekend.” Leaning against Cen Yu, he stared at him. “How about resigning?”
“…?” Cen Yu looked at Yu Xinyu in surprise.
“Resign?”
Just as he was about to retort with “Are you gonna support me then?”, he realized in the next second that this line wouldn’t work on Yu Xinyu.
The guy would definitely reply, “I’ll support you.”
So he immediately swallowed it back down, ignoring Yu Xinyu’s starry eyes. “Forget it, just because the boss is a dumbass doesn’t mean I should miss out on making money.”
The light in Yu Xinyu’s eyes dimmed again.
Just as he was about to press his advantage and convince Cen Yu to give up working and stay quietly at home, he noticed the man’s phone ringing again.
Cen Yu pulled out his phone in annoyance, discovering that Lou Baichuan had actually placed a voice call—
“…” Whatever.
I’ll just tell him straight up that I’m on vacation and don’t have a computer.
The moment he answered, he heard Lou Baichuan on the other end ask—
“Are you at home?”
“No,” Cen Yu said immediately, then added, “I didn’t see the message earlier because I was out. I’m currently hanging out with friends.”
“Then may I ask roughly how long before you get home?” Lou Baichuan’s voice was very calm. “Regarding the proposal submitted earlier, there’s a point the client needs modified.”
“…” Can’t you modify it yourself if you have a computer?!
Cen Yu cursed internally, yet let out a dry chuckle aloud. “I’m currently soaking in a hot spring with friends. I probably won’t be back home until Sunday evening.”
“…Soaking in a hot spring?” Lou Baichuan’s voice hesitated for a few seconds.
Right after that, the butler up front seemed to hear some news from his walkie-talkie.
He hurriedly turned to say to Cen Yu—
“A tree trunk fell during pruning this morning up ahead, blocking the road.” He offered an apologetic tone. “The guests may need to wait for just a brief moment.”
Cen Yu listened absentmindedly, but as they drew closer to the fallen tree trunk, he also caught sight of the familiar golf cart ahead.
Along with the voice on the phone drawing nearer and nearer.
Cen Yu: …
Hearing the commotion, Lou Baichuan turned his head as well, looking at Cen Yu sitting on the vehicle behind him.
“Heh, what a coincidence.” Seeing Lou Baichuan, Cen Yu offered a greeting.
He spread his hands wide. “I really didn’t bring a computer out with me.”
