To find out which hotel the locals had arranged for them, Su Bai reluctantly opened the group chat of the "510 Travel Squad," scrolling through the messages.
He usually avoided this group—it was mostly pointless.
The content typically revolved around either Xue Tao or Chu Mingzhe showing off in their own ways.
Occasionally, the two would clash over differing opinions and end up arguing in the group.
Other times, Jiang Qiuran or Wan Xinyan would forward some school event announcements, likely just copying what their club seniors had shared.
In short, it was all pretty meaningless.
Private chats with the girls were far more entertaining—like Chen Yusheng’s absurd, chaotic rants or Wan Xinyan casually sending him a seductive selfie for his "appreciation."
"Oh, so it’s the Sheraton," Su Bai muttered after finding the hotel details. "Not bad."
"Not bad how?" Chen Yusheng chimed in.
"The Sheraton’s a solid choice—good enough for business trips. Even our university professors usually stay at that level when traveling."
Wan Xinyan added, "But for Su Bai, it’s probably a bit underwhelming..."
"Not really. It’s not like I’ve never roughed it before."
Despite his words, Su Bai’s fingers were already opening a travel app.
He set the location to Tianrong Resort, filtered for luxury hotels, and sorted by price: highest first.
It wasn’t that he looked down on the Sheraton.
Truthfully, the gap between mid-range boutique hotels and luxury ones had been shrinking in terms of room quality and service.
Places like Sheraton, Atour, Jinjiang, and Vienna…
They were all perfectly comfortable.
Su Bai wasn’t so fussy that he’d refuse to stay anywhere below a Hilton.
But since this was a vacation, if there were premium rooms available, why not go all out?
Vacations were meant for indulgence!
Besides, last-minute holiday bookings came with insane price surges.
A prime example was Hainan during Chinese New Year—even budget chain hotels could skyrocket to absurd rates.
Logically, Mid-Autumn Festival should’ve been peak season for short trips, with all decent rooms long gone.
Yet, Su Bai somehow stumbled upon an unconventional option.
Tianrong·Manor
Named after the resort, likely due to developer ties.
It boasted ultra-luxury, positioning itself as a landmark-tier hotel.
Having opened just two years ago, it was still relatively new.
At first glance, the mainstream room types were exorbitantly priced.
Regardless of the hotel’s actual quality, its rates were on par with Bulgari and Aman.
The cheaper rooms were already booked.
Only a few outrageously expensive ones remained available for tonight.
One, in particular, caught Su Bai’s eye—a lakeside villa.
Price tag: 50,000 yuan per night!
The description promised exclusive VIP services, even a dedicated maid team...
Su Bai wasn’t entirely sure if it was worth it, so he privately messaged Xia Lin for advice.
Her response? If money wasn’t an issue, go for it without hesitation!
[Xia Lin: The lakeside villas at Tianrong Manor are amazing. My family hosted out-of-town business partners there before.]
[Xia Lin: Oh, and that maid team? Packed with beauties. Since you’re loaded, why not give it a try?]
[Xia Lin: Wait—aren’t you bringing a bunch of girls from our class and the art school along?]
【Summer Lin: [Thinking][Thinking]】
【Crispy White Goose: [White Goose_Scratching Head]】
【Crispy White Goose: It’s not conflicting at all. It’s the perfect chance for the girls to enjoy being served by maids.】
【Crispy White Goose: Thanks, Sister Lin.】
【Summer Lin: No need to be polite~】
【Summer Lin: For that villa with the pool, remember to send me a swimsuit pic, sis [Flirty]】
Damn!
Director Xia’s interests are… quite peculiar.
Su Bai pondered silently, recalling how Xia Lin often stole glances at him when they were together.
Seems like his physique really appealed to Xia Lin.
With that in mind, Su Bai contacted the manager of Tianrong Manju Hotel, confirmed the availability of the lakeside villa for the night, and proceeded to make the payment.
【Ding! Detected host’s indulgent spending—booking Tianrong·Manju Lakeside Villa for three nights, spending 150,000 yuan, triggering an 8x cashback reward of 1.2 million yuan!】
"Folks, I’ve done it!"
Su Bai announced excitedly, "Found a lakeside villa that looks super fun. I’ll share the link in the group for everyone to check out."
He then posted the Meituan link in the "510 Travel Squad" chat.
【Xue Tao: ?】
【Xue Tao: Wait, Su Bai, where the hell are you? Why aren’t you in the dorm?】
【Crispy White Goose: Oh, I’m out having breakfast with them】
【Xue Tao: Them?】
【Crispy White Goose: Yeah, the four girls from the group】
【Crispy White Goose: Just bring Dumb Son and Hu Ye to the West Gate later. We’ll meet there.】
【Crispy White Goose: [Photo][Photo]】
Meanwhile, in Dorm 510, Xue Tao was brushing his teeth.
His already narrow eyes were framed by heavy dark circles.
Last night, he had fantasized about all the wonderful possibilities of the trip, too excited to sleep properly.
These fantasies… or rather, delusions, included impressing the Wan sisters, catching Jiang Qiuran’s attention while making Chu Mingzhe seethe, and even making Chen Yusheng realize the economic gap between Su Bai and himself, shaking her faith in Su Bai…
Then, he started mentally rehearsing the next day’s itinerary.
This overthinking led straight to insomnia.
He finally dozed off past 3 AM.
Now, half-awake and brushing his teeth, he saw Su Bai’s messages in the group—along with two very telling photos.
The first was a shot of the dining table.
The steamed red garoupa in the center was unmistakably the expensive wild-caught variety.
Add to that a full spread of exquisite Cantonese dim sum.
Xue Tao was floored.
Seriously, dude?
This lavish for breakfast?
Talk about over-the-top.
The second photo featured all four beauties gathered together.
Xue Tao instantly burned with envy. Damn it, Su Bai, you sneaky bastard, waking up early and making a move without me!
Panicked, he fired off a voice message in the group:
"Ladies, save some appetite! I’ve booked an amazing restaurant for lunch to give you all the authentic Jiangcheng experience…"
He rambled on and on.
But no one paid him any attention.
After all, the food had arrived, and everyone was busy savoring the delicate dim sum.
Especially that 2,000-yuan fish—it’s not something you get to eat every day.
Everyone was doing their best to savor its unique flavor.
A good five minutes passed before Wan Xinyan finally glanced at her phone.
"Xue Tao’s voice message…"
Her face twisted in reluctance.
Couldn’t be bothered to listen—straight to text conversion it was.
Sure enough, it was pure nonsense. Seeing how lavish the dishes were in Su Bai’s photo, Xue Tao actually had the nerve to "advise" everyone to eat less for breakfast…
Give me a break. They’re all adults—let them eat what they want. Who asked for your unsolicited opinion?
Wan Xinyan almost laughed out loud!
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