Series: Mansion Attack

June solstice, the bright sun high in the sky. On the shores of Yunshui Lake, a top-notch residential community with continuous greenery, koi fish play in the pond, presenting a traditional Chinese courtyard style. “The landscape here is designed by a famous courtyard designer, and the community’s green coverage exceeds 80%,” the real estate agent…

Exiting the residential area, the sun had risen to its zenith, and the air around was becoming increasingly unfriendly due to the heat. Shang Tingzhi touched his slightly warm forehead. He had initially wanted to go home and rest early, but Li Kaifu warmly invited him to have dinner at the boat hotel by Yunshui…

The interior of the old Western-style house had been carefully renovated, with a serene garden of flowers and plants and delicate wall sconces decorating the walls. Walking through the courtyard into the living room, the motion-sensing ceiling light automatically lit up, casting a soft glow on the cold leather sofa, giving the otherwise empty room…

When Xia Leyang pushed open the door, Shang Tingzhi was in the middle of taking fever-reducing medicine. He wore navy-blue cotton pajama bottoms on his lower half, and his upper body was bare, revealing a standard inverted triangle physique. Water vapor wafted from his body, and a white towel casually hung around his neck. The…

Puff— The pull tab flipped into a casual curve, twisted left and right twice, completely detached from the can body, bringing up fine carbonated bubbles. Xia Leyang tilted his head back to catch the chilled pull-tab can, gulping down several mouthfuls of cola. He exhaled a refreshing breath of cold air. That’s more like it.…

Xia Leyang was not very familiar with Rui City, and after leaving the Gu family mansion, he didn’t go far. He casually found a nearby budget hotel to stay in. The rooms in such hotels were generally small, even the double rooms with balconies felt cramped. When Xia Leyang was alone here, it was still…

When Xia Leyang made the decision to return to the Gu family mansion, he had mentally prepared himself while still on the hotel’s roadside. Firstly, he was very tired, and nothing was more important than sleep. He simulated in his mind the scene of encountering ghosts in the middle of the night, and the conclusion…

The morning sunlight slipped through the window and gently fell on Xia Leyang’s hair, creating a hazy texture. When Shang Tingzhi came upstairs after finishing breakfast, this was the scene he saw. There were still bits of tissue stuck to the corners of Xia Leyang’s mouth, a reminder of how dangerous last night had been,…

Shang Tingzhi’s mention of “going to bed” referred to sleeping together, and Xia Leyang naturally understood the implication. However, the two elders across the dining table seemed not to grasp the meaning. Shang Jianye and Yang Wenting initially looked puzzled, then bewildered, followed by sudden realization, and finally, a complicated compromise. Shang Jianye said, “Although…

Xia Leyang had a somewhat nauseating dream. To be precise, the dream wasn’t initially nauseating; at most, it was a bit surreal. He dreamt of standing on a semi-circular stage with a standing microphone in front of him, and many guests sitting below. It seemed to be an old-style cabaret, with dim lighting, an ambiguous…

The rice in the bowl loses its fragrance instantly. Xia Leyang’s hands shook like the cafeteria aunt serving food, and he looked at Shang Tingzhi in disbelief, asking, “Are you saying that what happened last night wasn’t a dream?” Shang Tingzhi felt guilty in his heart. He pursed his lips, wanting to say a few…

The original site of City First High School was located in the city center. This old school had a very small campus, with only an old basketball court and not even a proper 400-meter running track. Compared to some newly built modern schools, it had almost no competitiveness. Now, the school had finally received approval…

“Using the mouth is definitely out of the question.” Shang Tingzhi couldn’t do it, nor did he have the intention. Although he had witnessed a more thrilling performance than a royal film last night, he was only indulging in the moment and didn’t bother to learn any techniques. No, the current issue wasn’t about his…

Shang Tingzhi has a fever again. If you were to ask about his current mood? Regret, a lot of regret. Out of all people he could have provoked, he had to provoke the little ancestor surnamed Xia. The little ancestor refuses to let him hug, and up until now, he has been burning for two…

Xia Leyang does have a bit of obsession. After all, he has never been in a relationship and gave his first kiss to such a thing, inevitably causing some psychological shadow. But, as he comforted Liu Defa before, he is relatively open-minded and not someone who holds on to things. So, several days after the…

After the ceremony, the group arrived at the temporary parking lot next to the construction site. Many luxury cars, including government officials’ cars, were parked here, indicating that the owner of the cemetery, Zhou Runhua, had a considerable social network in Rui City. Shang Tingzhi’s Bentley faced the entrance of the parking lot. When Shang…

When Shang Tingzhi finished checking the information and descended from the second-floor study to the first-floor living room, he happened to see Xia Leyang staring at Yang Wenting with a stiff expression. “What are you talking about?” Shang Tingzhi, holding a book under his arm, passed by the coffee table and casually asked. However, before…

Shang Tingzhi brought back an ancient book from home, which discussed burial customs during the Tang Dynasty. However, just reading the book wasn’t enough. The next morning, Shang Tingzhi took Xia Leyang to visit an elderly senior. The senior, surnamed Xu, was a retired history professor from the history department, and acquaintances called him Professor…

Shang Tingzhi snapped his fingers in front of the absent-minded Xia Leyang. “What are you thinking about?” Since waking up from his nap, Xia Leyang had been acting like he’d lost his soul, muttering about seeing ghosts again. Shang Tingzhi walked around his bedroom, finding nothing abnormal except for the chilling temperature of the air…

When Xia Leyang opened his eyes again, the scene was familiar but blurry. The surroundings were the Gu family mansion, and the furniture and decorations were different from the present, indicating it was the appearance before renovation. A man sat on the living room sofa, holding a glass of wine. Cantonese songs played in the…