Chapter 58: Transmigrated as a Stingy Phoenix Man (58)
Leaning back in the teak armchair, Yu Jinheng flipped open his card. “Single room.”
He glanced at Sang Qianshan. “Looks like you were worrying over nothing.”
Sang Qianshan frowned. Had he really been overthinking things earlier? But then, what was with Yu Xinyu’s utterly determined attitude?
Following Yu Jinheng, the remaining members turned over their cards one after another. Yu Huaining and Jian Zhou were paired together, Wei Ke drew a double room with Pei Zhuo, and the two remaining single rooms happened to go to Cen Yu and Sang Qianshan.
Cen Yu was genuinely surprised. Looking down at his draw, he felt as though he had hit the luck jackpot.
Except for Cen Yu, practically no one was satisfied with the results of the draw.
Wei Ke’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t familiar with Pei Zhuo at all, and he knew that sharing a room with him meant having his spotlight completely stolen no matter what he did. He had wanted to room with Yu Huaining—after all, the agreement had been that Yu Huaining’s role was to serve as his foil.
He instinctively looked over at Yu Huaining, only to catch the man deliberately avoiding his gaze.
Damn it, that ungrateful snake!
He could tell right away that Yu Huaining probably thought pairing up with Jian Zhou would generate far more buzz, considering they were both top-tier male stars right now.
“Brother Jian Zhou,” Wei Ke spoke up, addressing Jian Zhou directly. “Could I swap rooms with you?”
He rubbed the back of his head, putting on a thoroughly simple and honest front. “I kind of wanted to stay with Ningning. It’s been a while since we traveled together.”
Bullshit! We’ve never traveled together in our lives!
Yu Huaining refuted mentally, but keeping his persona in mind, he could only force an expression of shocked touchedness while silently praying in his heart that Jian Zhou would turn him down.
Yet Jian Zhou agreed to Wei Ke’s request without a second thought.
The two immediately exchanged room cards.
“…Director, are we actually allowed to swap rooms like this?” Yu Huaining asked, unable to accept it. He blinked innocently. “If I’d known, I would have just roomed with Wei Ke from the start.”
“It’s not too late now,” Wei Ke chuckled.
“Ah, haha! That drawing was just a warm-up activity,” the director chimed in, addressing everyone. “Of course you’re free to arrange the rooms among yourselves.”
Whether the others were willing or not was a whole different story.
Besides, just the drama over who slept with whom and who requested to swap with whom was enough to fuel ten pages of forum threads and three days of internet wars. The production team from Liulian TV couldn’t wish more for every single one of them to voice their discontent with the arrangement!
Cen Yu, however, had zero complaints. He couldn’t be happier with his single room.
Sang Qianshan, on the other hand, maintained a flat expression, making it impossible to tell if he was pleased or annoyed. With the room assignments settled, everyone headed to their respective floors according to their room numbers.
The villa was split into two levels.
“I’m on the first floor?” Sang Qianshan glanced at his card, realizing his single room was on the ground level.
Sharing the first floor with him was the non-celebrity girl.
The remaining double room on the first floor went to Yu Huaining and Wei Ke.
Cen Yu took a look at his card and found his room was on the second floor. Lugging his suitcase up the indoor staircase, he spotted Yu Jinheng standing in front of a door on one side. The camera was currently rolling, capturing the two of them.
Yu Jinheng hadn’t expected Cen Yu’s room to be right next to his, either.
He gave Cen Yu a slight nod before unlocking his door and stepping inside.
Although Cen Yu felt a lingering sense of apprehension knowing Yu Jinheng was staying right next door, he figured there was a wall between them anyway. Without hesitating further, he pushed open his own room door.
Stepping inside, the first thing that caught his eye was the unobstructed, breathtaking ocean view from the balcony.
The room’s decor matched the rest of the villa perfectly, and the bedroom itself was extraordinarily spacious. A Barcelona chair sat in one corner, but as his gaze traced along the wall, he noticed something unexpected—there was a wooden door built right into it.
“…”
Feeling bewildered, Cen Yu walked over.
Just as he approached, the door on the wall swung open. Dressed in a light-colored knit sweater, Yu Jinheng clearly hadn’t anticipated the villa’s layout to be structured this way, either.
Catching sight of Cen Yu’s bedroom behind the door, a faint look of surprise crossed his face.
