Allocating Rooms in the Mountain-Water Stacked Townhouses: The Magical Thought Process of Wan Xinyan

It’s perfectly normal for women to approach Su Bai for his money.

Zhou Jialu wouldn’t let such a situation darken her mood.

After all, she herself was drawn to Su Bai’s wealth too.

Of course, his good looks were also a factor.

But Zhou Jialu was a pragmatic girl—she wouldn’t fall for a man based on looks alone.

Wealth was the foundation of any relationship; without material security, everything else was just a castle in the air.

So, the presence of the Wan sisters didn’t bother Zhou Jialu.

It only stirred a tiny bit of that innate jealousy girls have!

Just a tiny bit.

Beyond that flicker of envy, Zhou Jialu actually admired them.

Because their attitude toward Su Bai was on par with her own.

If they’d been the type to flaunt their beauty, expecting to spend a rich man’s money while acting like spoiled princesses,

Zhou Jialu wouldn’t have waited for Su Bai to intervene—she’d have found a way to get rid of them herself.

Wan Xinyan’s attitude, however, was impeccable. Not only was she respectful toward Su Bai, but she also repeatedly hinted in her words that she accepted Zhou Jialu’s leadership.

Hmm… Was she genuinely content playing second fiddle, or was this just a temporary retreat before making her move later?

Having watched too many palace dramas, Zhou Jialu couldn’t help but be a little wary of her new "sisters."

Truth be told, Wan Xinyan felt much the same.

Sure, you’re the housekeeper, and I’m the maid.

But who’s to say Su Bai won’t grow fonder of us over time~

Both sides unknowingly adopted a competitive, vying-for-favor mindset.

Not that they could be blamed—Su Bai’s wealth was simply outrageous.

A single outing with him, and the money he casually spent on them could take a fresh graduate years of hard work and frugality to save up.

Let’s be honest—even a top-tier university graduate would need years of diligent saving to amass 200,000 in savings, unless they got exceptionally lucky or had a high-paying major.

"By the way, since our team is growing, there’s something we need to arrange now," Su Bai said suddenly, setting down his tea with satisfaction.

The three women turned to him with questioning looks.

He pointed toward the staircase.

"I plan to buy a villa and design the interior myself, but that’ll take time. For at least the next year, I’ll probably be living here." Su Bai paused, a mischievous grin forming. "So, everyone needs to pick their rooms. This duplex has plenty of space—more than enough for all of us."

"Junior, that’s a dangerous thought. Are you seriously hoping all the girls around you will live here?" Zhou Jialu’s expression was complicated.

"Exactly! More people means more fun. Besides, leaving Wan Xinyan and the others aside, you two were already roommates. Moving here just means upgrading to a better environment—essentially, you’re still roommates. See? I’m so considerate."

"Wow, so considerate!"

Zhou Jialu rolled her eyes at Su Bai.

Unbelievable.

Sure, many men fantasized about having a harem, but few actually dared to make it a reality.

Either they lacked the financial means or the energy to manage it.

There was once a news story about a powerful man who housed all his mistresses in the same neighborhood.

Su Bai’s approach was even more outrageous.

But when she thought about it, maybe it wasn’t that outrageous.

Surprisingly, Zhou Jialu felt little pressure at the idea of living with the others.

If anything, she was a little excited.

If she had to compete with some seasoned socialite or ex-model, she’d find it exhausting.

But against younger college girls like herself? She liked her odds.

"The housekeeper is about to start enforcing her duties," Su Bai teased, pinching Zhou Jialu’s cheek.

"Oh, don’t make it sound so serious! It’s not like they’re bad people… I wouldn’t dare boss them around too much. What if it makes my dear junior feel bad?" Zhou Jialu cooed.

"Unlikely. If anything, you girls might band together against me."

That got a laugh out of Zhou Jialu.

With the matter settled, it was time to pick rooms.

Zhou Jialu had already chosen hers long ago—no need to deliberate.

A guest room on the second floor, near the staircase, made it convenient for her to move around. Perfect for the housekeeper role.

She led the Wan sisters on a tour of the duplex’s available rooms.

"Theoretically, any room except the master bedroom is up for grabs," Zhou Jialu said, glancing at Su Bai. "You’re sharing the master with your beloved Shengsheng, right?"

"You figured me out!"

"Of course. She’s the official girlfriend, after all. I’m just the housekeeper…"

"Which is why I’m letting you boss her around at home. A chance to flex your seniority—isn’t that great?"

Su Bai and Zhou Jialu bantered playfully, completely unfazed by the Wan sisters’ presence.

Meanwhile, Wan Xinyan wasn’t paying attention to their exchange.

She was too busy thinking: Which room should I pick?

Truthfully, the guest rooms on the second floor were all similar.

With the duplex spanning nearly 3,000 square feet, every room was spacious enough.

But should she just pick one at random?

Wan Xinyan wanted to stand out in Su Bai’s eyes.

Otherwise, if more girls moved in later, wouldn’t they dilute his attention?

After a long pause, Su Bai joked, "If you’re indecisive, you can just pick any room for tonight and figure it out later."

"I’ve decided! My sister and I will take the maid’s quarters!"

"…"

Well.

Su Bai had imagined countless possibilities for Wan Xinyan’s choice.

But the maid’s quarters? That was unexpected.

Luxury homes often had staff quarters.

In this duplex, the main staircase to the second floor was a spiral design. Zhou Jialu’s chosen room faced the top of the stairs.

Most guest rooms were on the second floor.

But behind the staircase, a small door led to the maid’s quarters—a cramped space with two narrow single beds, a simple wardrobe, and storage.

Honestly, the room was comparable to a standard budget hotel.

That Wan Xinyan would choose it was beyond Su Bai’s expectations.

Noticing his confusion, Wan Xinyan grinned mischievously.

"Because we’re your little maids! The room isn’t bad at all—two single beds, perfect for us."

Su Bai sighed. "If you picked a guest room, we could easily replace the bed with two singles. Just say the word, and I’ll ask the manager to arrange it."

"No need! We love the maid roleplay vibe, right, sis?"

Wan Xinyan nudged Wan Xinyue, who nodded eagerly.

"Mm-hmm! We don’t need fancy rooms. Save the good ones for the other sisters!"

But inwardly, Wan Xinyue was picturing something far more… exciting.

…

Heh.

Good rooms, indeed.