Chapter 180: Ding Heng was enjoying...

The plane landed on Hainan Island.

Business class passengers were given priority to disembark. Ding Heng walked at the front, followed by Wen Jing, Zhao Yanxi, and Lin Man.

Lin Man had arranged for most of their luggage to be stored at the villa in advance, so they were less burdened and could walk with ease.

Zhao Yanxi stretched lazily on the covered bridge: "Ah...we're finally here!"

She took out her phone, raised the camera and pointed it at herself, as well as Wenjing and Linman behind her.

"Come on, let's take the first one after landing!"

Before Wenjing could react, Zhao Yanxi had already put her arm around her shoulder.

Lin Man obediently leaned closer, tilted her head slightly, and gave a perfectly timed smile.

"Click."

Zhao Yanxi looked down at the photo, nodded in satisfaction, and then casually posted it on her WeChat Moments.

A few minutes later, economy class passengers began to disembark, when suddenly a commotion broke out.

"Hurry, hurry, don't take the wrong luggage!"

"Who took my power bank?"

"This box isn't mine. Who switched it with the wrong one?"

The student council members emerged slowly, many of them looking tired, with messy hair and wrinkled clothes.

Liu Chiwang walked at the front, holding a small flag and shouting, "Don't panic, let's count the number of people first!"

Qian Pu followed behind, dragging two large boxes in his hands, sweating profusely.

Bai Zhiya walked in the middle of the group, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, her hair was a little messy, and her makeup was no longer complete.

She looked down and rummaged through her bag to touch up her makeup, but her eyes caught her in the distance and she suddenly stopped.

Ding Heng and his group of four were dressed simply and casually, yet cleanly and neatly.

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing sat on either side of Ding Heng, chatting and laughing.

Lin Man followed at the back, wearing sunglasses, exuding a nonchalant and relaxed air.

The four of them walked out unhurriedly, a stark contrast to the disheveled group around Bai Zhiya.

Their group seemed to be suffering, while Ding Heng and his companions were on vacation!

The thought flashed through Bai Zhiya's mind, and she subconsciously looked down at her wrinkled T-shirt, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

If I were prettier, could I be like them...?

Bai Zhiya took a deep breath, raised her hand to gather her disheveled hair, and mustered up the courage to go forward and say hello.

"Man……"

Before he could finish speaking, Ding Heng and his group had already arrived in the hall.

A black van was parked at the entrance, its door open.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to get in, followed closely by Wen Jing. Lin Man stepped aside to let Ding Heng get in first, and then closed the car door herself.

The car slowly drove away.

Bai Zhiya stood frozen in place, her lips still in the shape of a mouth that hadn't yet uttered a sound.

"Zhiya? Come on, the car's here!"

I heard my classmates urging me on from behind.

Bai Zhiya snapped out of her daze and let out a soft "Oh".

As the van drove onto the highway, Zhao Yanxi put her legs on Wenjing's lap, chewing gum and humming a little tune indistinctly.

Wenjing reached out and shoved Zhao Yanxi's thigh.

"Get out of the way! My legs are numb."

"Hmph~"

Zhao Yanxi snorted and simply put her feet on Ding Heng's thighs.

Ding Heng didn't mind, and instead grabbed Zhao Yanxi's foot and started playing with it.

The driver was a local man in his forties, with dark skin, who spoke Mandarin with a slightly accented accent: "The weather has been nice these past few days, so you've come at the perfect time for tourism."

Wenjing asked curiously, "Master, does it rain often here?"

"It's raining; the rainy season starts in May."

The driver chatted as he drove: "But the rain on Hainan Island comes and goes quickly, it stops after a while, so it won't interfere with your fun. It's just a bit stuffy, which you people from the mainland might not be used to."

Zhao Yanxi interjected, "What about typhoons? Will there be any typhoons during the May Day holiday?"

"A typhoon..."

The driver thought for a moment and said, "It's hard to say. There are occasional typhoons around May Day, but they're usually not very big. If there really is a major typhoon, it won't be until June or July."

The group chatted idly for nearly an hour before finally turning onto a coastal highway.

After that, the traffic decreased significantly, and the sea could be seen in the distance, shimmering and dazzlingly blue.

It was Wenjing's first time seeing the ocean. She pressed herself against the car window, her eyes shining: "So beautiful..."

Ding Heng patted the girl's head: "If you like, how about I take you to the beach for half a month during summer vacation?"

"No need, I wouldn't be used to living here anyway."

Wenjing immediately shook her head in rejection, afraid that the man would spend too much time and money on her.

The car began to climb the hill, heading uphill along the mountainside.

Villas began to appear on both sides of the road, facing the sea, arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.

"arrive!"

The driver slowed down and turned onto a narrower road.

At the end of the road is a large wrought iron gate. The gatekeeper glances at the license plate and raises the barrier to let the car through.

The car continued driving and finally stopped in front of a white villa.

Wenjing's gaze swept from the pool to the beach, then from the beach to the distant sea, finally settling on Lin Man: "Sister Man, this must be very expensive, right?"

Lin Man explained, "Generally speaking... the villas in this area are expensive, but they don't sell. Really wealthy people only live there a couple of days a year, so the houses are just sitting empty."

During typhoon season, you have to worry about the windows shattering, and the property management fees are outrageously high. Locals don't buy these kinds of properties; it's mostly out-of-town owners who buy them to save face, so the rent is okay. I was recommended by a friend, so I basically only pay a token amount for utilities...

Hearing that it didn't cost much, Wenjing breathed a slight sigh of relief, unaware that her understanding of "not expensive" was completely different from Lin Man's "average".

The four of them entered the villa, and a sea breeze greeted them.

The living room is large with a high ceiling, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offer a view of the sea.

The girls went upstairs to find rooms to change clothes, while Ding Heng first wandered around, checking the door and window locks, balcony railings, pool depth, and so on, before finally going to the garage.

Inside the garage was a black Mercedes SUV with a local Hainan A license plate; the car looked to be in good condition.

Ding Heng nodded in satisfaction and sat down on the balcony of the third-floor corridor.

This is the best view.

The entire bay is visible, and the seawater displays varying shades of blue under the sunlight.

The sea breeze blows from afar, its salty and damp air making one drowsy.

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair and had just closed his eyes for a moment when his phone suddenly vibrated.

When I took it out, I saw it was Hua Qing.

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Did you go to Hainan Island?

[Ding Heng]: How did you know, senior?

[A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers]: Yan hope and Xiao Man both posted about it on their WeChat Moments...

[Ding Heng]: The senior student really cares about them.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Who cares? I just stumbled upon this!

Ding Heng smiled and continued typing.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, it's still not too late to book your plane tickets. The four of us can make a mahjong table, and the bed is big enough!

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: I still need to train.

Five simple words, stiff and formal, like a work report.

[Ding Heng]: Is training more important or am I more important?

This time, Hua Qing did not reply immediately.

The message popped up after a while.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Both are important.

[Ding Heng]: I think I'm still the most important.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Don't flatter yourself.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, I bet you're blushing again?

Hua Qing didn't reply to this message and forcefully changed the subject.

【A Sea of ​​Flowers Under a Sunny Day】: Have fun!

[Ding Heng]: I can't be happy at all without my senior sister by my side.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: ...

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: What a scumbag!

A few seconds later, Hua Qing changed the subject again.

【A Sunny Day in a Sea of ​​Flowers】: Please be extremely careful when swimming in the sea.

[Ding Heng]: Is my senior concerned about me?

Hua Qing did not reply.

Ding Heng put down his phone, just as he was about to close his eyes and let the breeze blow on it, when the screen lit up again.

This time it's Bai Zhiya.

[Bai Zhiya]: [Image]

The beach in the picture is crowded with people, with countless parasols and deck chairs crammed together, and the seawater is packed with people like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

[Bai Zhiya]: Ding Heng, you probably can't see many people over there, right?

Ding Heng glanced at the beach in front of him; it was deserted, with only a few seabirds strolling in the distance.

[Ding Heng]: Not bad.

[Bai Zhiya]: There are too many people here. It's completely different from the sea, blue sky, and golden sand I imagined.

[Bai Zhiya]: I wish I hadn't come to Hainan Island; the experience was terrible. [Sigh]

[Bai Zhiya]: The trip was originally booked for 20 people, but the other party cut the budget at the last minute, and only 10 people came in the end. The accommodation was downgraded from a four-star hotel to a budget hotel, and we had to find our own meals.

[Bai Zhiya]: The itinerary was even more outrageous. We had booked a minibus, but what arrived was a dilapidated van with no air conditioning. The driver even got lost, adding almost an hour to the journey. Liu Chiwang argued with the local guide the whole way, giving me a terrible headache… It was awful.

She typed her complaints to herself, but Ding Heng didn't respond.

[Bai Zhiya]: Are there four of you?

Ding Heng: Hmm.

[Bai Zhiya]: Oh, that's good.

Bai Zhiya seemed completely oblivious to Ding Heng's perfunctory attitude and continued to make small talk.

[Bai Zhiya]: Which hotel are you staying at?

Ding Heng: No.

[Bai Zhiya]: So where will you stay? A guesthouse?

Ding Heng: No.

[Bai Zhiya]: Did you book a villa?

Ding Heng: Hmm.

[Bai Zhiya]: Wow! That room must be pretty empty, right? Is it really big?

Ding Heng: It's alright.

Bai Zhiya sent another photo.

The cramped double room had a 1.2-meter bed facing an old-fashioned television set. The window overlooked a wall, making the room dimly lit.

[Bai Zhiya]: Look at this place, it's called a hotel, but it's really just a guesthouse.

[Bai Zhiya]: Qian Pu made arrangements, but when we arrived at the destination, it was completely different from what we expected.

The message was sent and then quickly retracted within two seconds.

Bai Zhiya: []

[Bai Zhiya]: I almost forgot, you're his roommate.

[Ding Heng]: You're not wrong either.

Ding Heng replied to Bai Zhiya with five words for the first time.

Bai Zhiya probably thought she had found common ground, and the message popped up even faster.

[Bai Zhiya]: Sigh, it's not that Qian Pu deliberately tricked us, it's probably just a lack of communication.

[Bai Zhiya]: It seems there was a last-minute problem with his cousin's side, and there weren't enough rooms, so we had to make do.

[Bai Zhiya]: By the way, do you have any rooms available?

Bai Zhiya: []

Before Ding Heng could reply, Zhao Yanxi's shouts came from downstairs.

He simply set the phone to Do Not Disturb mode, stuffed it in his pocket, and got up to go downstairs.

In the living room, the three girls had already changed their clothes.

A matching white short-sleeved shirt and light gray casual pants create a simple and refreshing look.

The character "衡" (heng) is printed on the chest, with rounded characters, resembling the uniform of a tour group.

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "What's wrong with these clothes?"

Zhao Yanxi skipped over to him, hands on her hips, beaming with pride: "I ordered it in advance! How about it, isn't it cute?"

Ding Heng reached out and pinched her cheek: "She's just a little silly."

"I'm not stupid!"

Zhao Yanxi never minded showing off to outsiders, no matter how abnormal her relationship with Ding Heng was.

She picked up her car keys from the sofa: "Let's go, let's drive to the beach! Ding Heng, you drive, I want to sit in the passenger seat!"

The car drove out of the villa area and continued along the coastal highway.

The four of them walked around, stopping frequently to take photos and check off their landmarks, and returned to the villa nearly three hours later.

Zhao Yanxi yawned and walked inside: "I'm going to take a shower first. I feel all sticky from the sun. How about seafood for lunch?"

Wenjing followed along, preparing to shower together, still thinking about saving money: "It's already one in the afternoon, let's just grab a quick bite and eat dinner later..."

Lin Man lagged behind and walked into the living room side by side with Ding Heng.

"Boss, what would you like to drink?"

"Water will do."

Lin Man went to the kitchen to pour water, and Ding Heng walked to the sofa, sat down, and took out his phone.

The screen lit up, revealing over a dozen unread messages, all from Bai Zhiya.

The timeframe spans from an hour ago to just a few minutes ago.

[Bai Zhiya]: By the way, what are your plans for tomorrow?

[Bai Zhiya]: Our schedule is a mess, and we don't want to go anywhere.

[Bai Zhiya]: [Image]

[Bai Zhiya]: Look, this is the view outside our window.

Bai Zhiya: []

[Bai Zhiya]: You should be able to see the sea from your villa, right?

[Bai Zhiya]: I'm so envious.

[Bai Zhiya]: I should have gone on a solo trip too. Going out with the student council was such a rip-off.

[Bai Zhiya]: By the way, what's the name of your villa? Let me check the map to see if it's far from us.

[Bai Zhiya]: I was just curious, that's all.

Bai Zhiya: []

[Bai Zhiya]: Ding Heng?

[Bai Zhiya]: Are you busy?

[Bai Zhiya]: Then I won't bother you anymore.

Bai Zhiya: []

The last message was posted two minutes ago.

[Bai Zhiya]: I have to go now, I need to go get lunch...

Ding Heng hesitated for a moment, but still responded politely.

[Ding Heng]: Sorry, I just went out for a walk and didn't see the message.

Bai Zhiya replied instantly once again.

Bai Zhiya: It's nothing...

[Bai Zhiya]: You're back from shopping?

[Bai Zhiya]: How are you? Are you happy?

Messages kept popping up one after another.

Before Ding Heng could reply, Zhao Yanxi, who had just finished showering, ran downstairs again.

She leaped into Ding Heng's arms, feigning distress, "Brother Ding Heng, I'm hungry! Xiao Jingjing won't let me eat seafood, waaaah!"

Wenjing followed, saying irritably, "I didn't say that! Can't we eat there tonight? I just looked at the menu, do you know how expensive a meal is!"

Lin Man brought out a plate of sliced ​​fruit, placed it on the coffee table, and naturally sat down on the other side of Ding Heng.

Zhao Yanxi immediately picked up a piece of mango and held it to Ding Heng's lips: "Ah..."

Ding Heng opened his mouth to catch it and instructed, "Lin Man, arrange some light meals. Everyone needs to eat something for lunch."

"Okay, I'll contact the chef..."

Lin Man picked up a strawberry and held it to Ding Heng's lips, her fingertips lightly touching the man's lower lip: "Boss, try this."

Ding Heng also opened his mouth to catch it.

Zhao Yanxi glanced at Lin Man, then picked up another piece of cantaloupe and handed it to her: "Brother Ding Heng, have another piece."

Lin Man wasn't going to back down either, picking up another cherry: "Boss, is it sweet?"

"sweet."

Which one is the sweetest?

"You're sweet."

"Brother Ding Heng~"

"You're sweet too!"

The two women, one on each side, fed each other one piece of food, and eventually even started feeding each other mouth-to-mouth.

It's like a silent competition.

Wenjing sat quietly on the single sofa next to her, taking a sip of her coconut juice.

Do not compete or fight.