Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 202 Nanfeng's New Game

Good morning, everyone.

3601, Wanyu and Zhanbo walked out of their respective bedrooms, yawning.

"Good morning, Zhanbo, Wanyu, but it's almost afternoon now."

Nanfeng waved to the two of them, saying, "We all thought you two had stayed up all night and wouldn't get up until later."

Wanyu was clearly still half asleep. She leaned against the sofa and mumbled, "It's about time I woke up. Otherwise, if I sleep too long during the day, I won't be able to sleep at night."

Zhanbo walked to the refrigerator with his eyes closed, casually pulling out two cartons of chocolate milk: "Actually, we're pretty hungry too."

"Sis, sis, didn't you make lunch today?"

Still half asleep, Zhanbo called out to Nuolan on the sofa.

"Is he calling me?" Nolan pointed to herself.

"That's strange."

Zhanbo squinted and pointed at the girls in room 3601: "Wanyu, Sister Yumo, Meijia, and Curry Sauce are currently in seclusion, so the last one should be my older sister."

"And sis, how did you become so beautiful? Even your voice has become gentler?"

"I understand, I must still be dreaming."

As he spoke, he drowsily sat down next to Wanyu and handed her a box of chocolate milk.

"My older sister has become so gentle. I must sleep a little longer while I have such a sweet dream."

After saying that, Zhanbo and Wanyu, those two sleepyheads, stood shoulder to shoulder, head to head, as if they were about to fall asleep again.

Nolan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Is he still half asleep?"

Nanfeng nodded: "It's obvious that Zhanbo is completely bewildered."

"Is the 'older sister' he's talking about Yifei?"

"Um."

Zeng Xiaoxian slapped his thigh with a sly grin: "If Hu Yifei heard this, she'd be furious!"

Yu Mo stepped forward and gently shook Zhan Bo and Wan Yu awake: "You two young masters and ladies, either go back to sleep or wake up quickly."

"In this cold weather, lying on the sofa to sleep without even covering yourself with a blanket, you're bound to catch a cold sooner or later."

After being shaken awake by Yu Mo, Zhanbo and Wanyu, still half asleep, got up and walked back.

Yu Mo called out helplessly, "You've come to the wrong place, that's the restroom."

"We didn't go to the wrong place. Let's go wash up and clear our heads," Wanyu and Zhanbo said in unison.

Meijia, holding the braised pork knuckle, gaped in surprise: "Going to the bathroom to wash up together? When did those two become so close?"

Nanfeng disagreed: "We just wash up together, not take a bath together."

"You're just too fond of gossip, that's why you start imagining things at the slightest hint of trouble."

Meijia smiled sweetly: "I call it being good at discovering the details in life."

Ziqiao lay on the sofa covered with a blanket, his face pale with pain: "You're just talking nonsense. You and Curry Sauce are the most careless people in the whole apartment, and you're even digging into details."

Meijia snorted, but seeing how much pain Ziqiao was in, she didn't argue with him anymore.

When Zhanbo and Wanyu finished washing up and came out, Zhanbo, now fully awake, realized that the beautiful woman sitting on the sofa, dressed as a wealthy heiress from the Republican era, was not his older sister.

"Who is this?"

Nanfeng began to introduce the group: "This is my friend Nuolan."

"Nolan, this is Yifei's younger brother Zhanbo, and this is Wanyu. They both live in 3601."

Nolan nodded in acknowledgment: "Hello."

Wanyu greeted her with a smile, "Hello, Sister Nuolan."

"Hello, Nolan."

Zhanbo was still a little embarrassed about mistaking someone for someone else: "Sorry, I wasn't fully awake just now and mistook you for my older sister."

"It's okay, Yifei is very pretty. I'm actually quite happy that you mistook me for her," Nuolan said with a smile.

"Zhanbo, Wanyu, did you have fun last night?" Meijia asked gossipily.

As the apartment's top gossip expert, she was unable to dig up any gossip about Nuolan under the pressure of the South Wind Demon King, so she had to shift her gossip focus elsewhere.

Of course, everyone was curious about what the two of them did all night while they were away.

"Of course I'm happy!"

When Wanyu mentioned something happy, she immediately became energetic, and the sleepiness on her face vanished.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement: "I never knew that a concert venue could hold so many people. Zhanbo and I had to queue for a very, very long time."

"Once inside the venue, everyone was packed together, shoulder to shoulder, holding up light boards. The atmosphere was incredibly lively."

Yu Mo asked curiously, "You've never been to a concert before, have you?"

Wan Yu replied matter-of-factly, "No, it's just that I used to either sit in the front row and use the VIP channel, or I would invite celebrities to my home to hold events."

"At that time, I would just look back and see that there were many people, but I didn't feel anything in my heart."

After all, people generally don't have much of a concept of things they haven't experienced.

For Wanyu, whether there were a thousand or ten thousand people in the venue, she would only sigh: "There are so many people."

But when Wanyu put herself in that one in a thousand, or one in ten thousand, she realized what a thousand or ten thousand people truly represented.

It was a long queue that stretched as far as the eye could see. She and Zhanbo had to stand shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand in the surging crowd to ensure that they wouldn't be separated by the flow of people cutting in line.

Yu Mo almost strained his back from Wan Yu's words.

"What's going on? Inviting celebrities to their homes for concerts?"

Both the surprised Yu Mo and the equally curious Nuolan turned their gazes toward Wan Yu, who was dressed in plain clothes.

Ever since Wan Yu started supporting herself, she has hardly used those designer luxury goods anymore.

If Wanyu hadn't revealed her true identity to anyone, she would have appeared to be just a well-bred young girl from a wealthy family.

But no normal person would imagine that this little girl comes from a wealthy family that is among the Fortune 500.

Yu Mo had only recently moved into Love Apartment, so of course she knew nothing about Wan Yu's true identity.

Wan Yu herself wouldn't casually tell people that she was the heiress of Lin's International Bank.

If Wanyu hadn't chosen to tell Yumo such an important matter herself, everyone who had promised to keep it a secret would naturally have kept quiet.

Wanyu thought for a moment and replied, "Actually, it's not really a treat, because my dad paid for everything."

"Of course I know I was paid, but this is still outrageous even if I was paid for it."

Yu Mo looked at Wan Yu incredulously: "So you're actually a young lady from a wealthy family."

Wan Yu was taken aback: "Didn't Yi Fei tell you?"

Yu Mo shook her head.

Nanfeng reminded Wanyu, "We promised to keep this a secret for you."

"That's right."

Wan Yu was about to be honest with Yu Mo, but then she remembered that Nuolan, who knew nothing about the situation, was right there, so she could only smile and gloss over it for now.

"My family is indeed quite wealthy, it's just that my dad and I have had a fight recently."

"So that's how it is."

Yu Mo nodded. She thought Wan Yu was unwilling to reveal more, so of course she couldn't ask any more questions.

"Let's put these things aside for now. What about later? What about later?"

Meijia asked gossipily, "What did you guys do after the concert?"

"Actually, we didn't do much. We just went out for a late-night snack, looked at the scenery along the Bund, and watched the sunrise at Sheshan. The sunrise at Sheshan was so beautiful."

"Wow..." The stars in Mika's eyes almost seemed to fly into the sky.

"Watching the sunrise is so romantic," Yu Mo said, glancing at Nan Feng.

She once had a chance to watch the sunrise romantically, but someone insisted on racing against the sunrise.

Pity.

Nuolan glanced at Yu Mo and nodded thoughtfully.

"No, we were just watching the sunrise together."

Wan Yu felt her cheeks getting hot, while Zhan Bo just chuckled and scratched his head.

"What about Wanyu, did you...?"

Seeing that Meijia was about to press for more information, Wanyu quickly changed the subject: "Oh dear, why are you all sitting here? Where are Feifei and Guangu?"

Zeng Xiaoxian explained, "We're waiting for Guan Gu to cook Japanese food himself. Yi Fei and the others are probably still preparing the ingredients for the Japanese meal."

"Guan Gu can cook Japanese food?" Wan Yu asked, blinking her eyes.

Zeng Xiaoxian laughed: "It is said that Guan Gu is the fourth generation successor of the Guan Gu Culinary Family. His father is a very famous culinary master in the entire Japanese culinary world."

"Oh." Zhanbo seemed to understand.

"If that's the case... does that mean Wanyu and I don't need to order takeout anymore?"

Nanfeng pointed to the snack bag next to the coffee table: "So you can have some of the snacks on the table first, and we'll eat authentic Guangu cuisine together later."

"Very good."

Wanyu clenched her fist happily: "Another meal saved!"

Nanfeng couldn't help but chuckle to herself. It seemed that even the young lady of Lin's International Bank had to learn to be frugal when she was poor.

Zhanbo asked in confusion, "So you're just sitting here waiting and doing nothing? And what's wrong with Ziqiao?"

Meijia snorted coldly: "He just got a duodenal ulcer early yesterday morning, and he dared to drink alcohol first thing this morning. He's lucky he didn't die from the pain."

Ziqiao forced a smile and quickly shifted the blame, saying, "I did this all for Teacher Zeng. I wouldn't have drunk alcohol if it weren't to help him select targets."

"You're so good at making excuses." Meijia punched Ziqiao's chest hard.

"It hurts so much!" Ziqiao cried out. "I'm a patient, can you please be gentler?"

"Even if you're a patient, you're a patient who brought suffering upon yourself!"

Meijia pointed at Ziqiao's nose and threatened, "If you dare to go to a bar to drink before you get better, you won't need to take your medicine anymore, and I'll just bury you."

Nuolan turned to the side and whispered to Nanfeng, "Are Meijia and Ziqiao a couple?"

"Ex-partner relationship".

"Oh..." Nolan nodded.

Yu Mo snorted in dissatisfaction at the sight of the two being so intimate.

"As for why we're just sitting here doing nothing..."

Meijia glanced at Nuolan with a resentful look: "The main problem is that we don't know what to play."

Nanfeng smiled helplessly.

Although Nuolan came here to help Nanfeng teach Zeng Xiaoxian, neither Nanfeng nor Xiaoxian would allow Nuolan to work in the middle of the day without even having lunch.

So they did find some interesting board games to play.

Whether it's Dou Dizhu, Ludo, Three Kingdoms Kill, or other board games, Nuolan's luck is exceptionally good today.

She can play Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game) with bombs every time, and in Flying Chess, she can easily get six cards with a flick of her wrist. She can even create something out of nothing by starting with three cards in Three Kingdoms Kill.

As for the outcome of the game... I'm afraid there's no need to say more.

Such an inhumane gaming experience was so bad that even Nolan herself found it meaningless, let alone the abuse suffered by Meijia and the others.

Meijia briefly explained the whole story to Zhanbo and Wanyu: "So we're thinking about whether there are any board games that don't rely so much on luck."

Zhanbo said, "There are many board games that don't rely on luck, like Werewolf, murder mystery games, and tabletop role-playing games."

"...Zhanbo, just because we don't want to rely on luck doesn't mean we're willing to use our brains," Meijia sighed.

Nanfeng suddenly thought of something and snapped his fingers.

"I've got it! Why do we have to stick to board games?"

Nanfeng looked at everyone, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile was incredibly bright.

"Thanks to Zhanbo's inspiration, I've come up with a really fun game."

Everyone shivered as they looked at Nanfeng's eyes, which were almost squinting into crescent shapes.

Who... is going to be unlucky this time?

Here it comes!

Because I came up with a more interesting idea, this chapter was almost completely rewritten, and Zhanbo and Wanyu, who originally had no role, were also brought back into the story.

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