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Chapter 908: 899: Hot Spring (1)

Chapter 908: Chapter 899: Hot Spring (1)

Bo Yan will take anything except for being told he can’t do something. But still, he wanted to laugh: “You even know about the ‘Seven Captures, Seven Releases’?”

Back in the day, Xia Siyu was ridiculed for being culturally ignorant, a dropout from nine-year compulsory education. No wonder, since she was educated in the west from a young age and had no concept of some of the basic cultural knowledge in China. She debuted not long after returning to the country, and simply didn’t have the time to learn these things.

It was only after Bo Yan had caught her and made her cram some knowledge that she began to get in touch with classical literature. And this time she happened to be acting in a historical drama, which was where the knowledge came in handy. Moreover, classical literature is filled with melodramatic, adulterous, true and false heiresses, couple swaps, you name it—all the tropes modern dramas have played out were already done by the ancients. She read them with great interest whenever she got the chance.

Among the series of books Wei Jingjing bought for her was the Four Great Classical Novels, and she picked up “Three Kingdoms” and started reading it. Now was her time to show off, “Of course. Not only do I know about ‘Seven Captures, Seven Releases’, but I also know about ‘Flooding the Seven Armies’ and ‘Poem in Seven Steps’.”

Xia Siyu is the type who would start a dye workshop with just three colors given to her; reading a bit made her incredibly proud. Bo Yan wanted to laugh: “Really? Then do you know any idioms from the book that include the number ‘three’?”

Xia Siyu immediately responded: ” ‘Three-Legged Standoff’, ‘Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage’, ‘Three Heroes Battle’, ‘A Scholar Changes Completely in Three Days’ – one should look at him with new eyes!”

Indeed, one should take a fresh look—she had actually read the books. But she was still unsatisfied: “No way, from seven times to just three? That’s too big a difference. I don’t expect you to ‘Capture Seven Times’, but at least ‘Six Campaigns from Qi Mountain’, right? Otherwise, I have reason to believe you’ve got a fling on the side!”

Bo Yan couldn’t help but laugh silently. This one, comparing herself to Qi Mountain, he didn’t even know what to say to her.

Hmm, but looking at the winding curves, she indeed possessed the qualifications of a mountain range.

Bo Yan let out a soft chuckle, trying to sit up but was held down by her small hand, so he had to lie back and ask: “You don’t have other work tomorrow, do you?”

“What?” Maybe because his voice was somewhat deep, Xia Siyu didn’t hear him clearly.

Bo Yan chuckled again: “I mean, since this is a vacation resort, and we’re here to vacation, then there’s no need to go out if it’s not necessary.”

Seven Captures, Seven Releases aren’t enough? He has the whole evening and the next day, a perfect holiday to spend with his wife!

**

Compared to the frequent interactions of this young couple, the situation next door was as cold as ice.

As soon as Song Fengzhi returned to the villa, he locked himself in his room. Although Wei Jingjing and Little Tang were familiar colleagues, they were different genders—plus Little Tang was a driver and Wei Jingjing was an assistant, so their work differed, and once back in their rooms, they kept to themselves.

The only interaction was Little Tang telling Wei Jingjing that he’d go to the hot springs first. Wei Jingjing had work to deal with as well, so the two conveniently staggered their time.

After finishing up with her work and when it was late at night, having run around the entire day and worked until this late hour, she too felt a bit worn out. She guessed by that time Little Tang would have finished with the hot springs. She got ready and prepared to go down herself.

Unlike Xia Siyu next door, even though it was a private bath, there were still two men living in this house, so she went down in a swimsuit anyway. It was just unfortunate that the only swimsuits the hotel sold were bikinis—better than nothing.