Chapter 108: Darling, You Are Truly Beautiful

As the three of them sat in awkward silence inside the room, the doorbell downstairs at Xue Tian'ai’s house rang unexpectedly, breaking the stillness in the air.

"Well... I’ll go answer it first, hahaha..." Xue Tian'ai was the first to react. With that, she patted her backside and dashed out of the bedroom, heading downstairs to open the door.

"Sis? Who would be ringing the doorbell? Is someone coming tonight?" Cen An’an asked curiously at that moment.

"I don’t know either. No one mentioned anything," Qin Mengxue shook her head. It probably wasn’t someone she knew, since hardly anyone knew she was living here.

"An’an, get yourself ready. Let’s go downstairs and see," Qin Mengxue said softly as she got up from the bed. After all, she was now the lady of this house; if a guest had truly arrived, it would be better for her to greet them in person.

"Got it, sis!" Cen An’an jumped up and quickly ran into the bathroom. As a guest staying here, she believed it was important not to embarrass her sister and brother-in-law through any careless mistakes or neglect. She took a quick look in the mirror and tidied herself up.

After both women had briefly freshened up and adjusted their attire in their own ways, they stepped out of Xue Tian'ai’s bedroom.

But contrary to their expectations, the living room of Villa No. 3 was completely empty. Instead, the front door stood wide open, allowing the soft, gentle light of the setting sun to stream inside.

Qin Mengxue pondered silently for a moment, then began to descend the stairs, with Cen An’an following closely behind.

Just as the two women reached the bottom of the stairs, Xue Tian'ai returned from outside, closing the door behind her. In her hands was a thick stack of what looked like documents.

She noticed the two women coming down and immediately smiled, "Wife, you and An’an are downstairs now."

"Hmm, hmm. Xue Tian'ai, who rang the doorbell just now? It wasn’t a guest, right?" Qin Mengxue nodded, a hint of puzzlement on her face.

"That wasn’t a guest..." Xue Tian'ai now understood why the two women had been in pajamas moments ago but were now dressed tidily.

She smiled faintly, stepped forward, and took Qin Mengxue’s hand, leading her outside. "Wife, it’s good timing that you came down. Saves me the trouble of going upstairs to call you."

"Hey, hey, hey, Xue Tian'ai, why are you pulling me like this?" Qin Mengxue was clearly a little bewildered by the sudden tug but made no effort to resist, allowing herself to be led along.

"Oh, don’t ask so many questions. You’ll know once we get outside," Xue Tian'ai said with a mysterious smile, gripping Qin Mengxue’s hand firmly and heading towards the door.

Watching the two depart with laughter, Cen An’an’s heart churned with a complicated mixture of disappointment and envy.

Just as a wave of melancholy crept over her, Xue Tian'ai suddenly turned back and beckoned with his other hand, "An’an, what are you standing there for? Come on~"

"Hey, I’m coming, brother-in-law!" Hearing Xue Tian'ai’s call, Cen An’an’s somewhat dim eyes instantly brightened. The earlier disappointment and gloom vanished in an instant, replaced by boundless enthusiasm. Her little feet pitter-pattered as she chased after them.

Stepping out into the courtyard of Villa No. 3, both Qin Mengxue, holding Xue Tian'ai’s hand, and Cen An’an, who grabbed Xue Tian'ai’s other arm, paused abruptly.

The overwhelming scent of money—no, perhaps the more accurate term was the fragrance of wealth—filled their senses.

Four cars were parked in the courtyard. Qin Mengxue and Cen An’an recognized the Volkswagen Phaeton, but the other three vehicles were a mystery.

Especially the Ferrari LaFerrari and the black Porsche 918 Spyder, both exuding an extraordinary aura of sleek elegance and power. Next to them, a black Audi TT seemed comparatively small, weak, and helpless.

"Xue Tian'ai, what’s the story with these cars?" Qin Mengxue asked, not too surprised but curious after a moment’s observation.

"I went to the auto show today, saw these, thought they were pretty good, and just bought them," Xue Tian'ai said casually. "The doorbell was just the delivery guys bringing the cars and the purchase contracts."

"So, brother-in-law, these cars are yours?" Cen An’an’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the elegant, low-slung sports cars.

"Well... more precisely, they’re gifts from me to you and your sister," Xue Tian'ai said with a gentle smile, his tone calm as if buying several cars was nothing special.

And indeed, for someone like Xue Tian'ai, these vehicles were mere trifles. Although such sums would be unimaginable to ordinary people, to him, spending more on a few cars was just a light drizzle—hardly worth mentioning.

"Wow! Brother-in-law, you’re absolutely amazing!" Cen An’an exclaimed with joy, jumping up and planting a fierce kiss on Xue Tian'ai’s cheek. "Brother-in-law, I love you to death!"

After the kiss, she released him and bounced over to examine the cars closely.

When Cen An’an was in college, she had dreamed of owning a sports car. However, her strict family forbade even a regular sedan, let alone a sports car. Her sister Qin Mengxue had once suggested gifting her a car, but the old-fashioned relatives had firmly refused.

Now her brother-in-law had simply waved his hand and bought these cars as gifts, which made Cen An’an thrilled beyond words. Most importantly, as an exchange student who had come from the South to the Northeast, far from her family’s control, even if they tried to intervene, she could just push her brother-in-law forward and bet her family wouldn’t dare to offend him.

"You really spent quite a bit today," Qin Mengxue remarked, feeling a warm glow inside despite not being as excited as Cen An’an. After all, Xue Tian'ai had said these were gifts for her.

"How come? Don’t you like them, wife?" Xue Tian'ai tilted his head nonchalantly, looking at Qin Mengxue.

"You guess if I like them or not," Qin Mengxue replied playfully, flashing a charming smile.

But that simple smile left Xue Tian'ai somewhat stunned.

Her refined face, with eyes as clear as rippling waves, held a smile full of charm and mischief. The curve of her lips was like a perfect crescent moon, with shallow dimples on either cheek, expressing contentment and joy. A gentle breeze teased her glossy black hair, while the setting sun cast a tender glow upon her smiling face, making her seem like a celestial being who had accidentally fallen among mortals, touched lightly by the warmth of earthly life.

Gazing upon Qin Mengxue’s flawless smile, Xue Tian'ai finally felt he truly understood the essence of that poetic verse.

"Hey, why aren’t you guessing?" Qin Mengxue pouted, slightly annoyed at his dazed look.

"Wife, you’re just too beautiful..." Xue Tian'ai said earnestly, eyes fixed on her.

"What... what are you even saying...?" Qin Mengxue’s cheeks flushed a deep red, shyly stammering.

Her rosy face, bathed in the sunset’s glow, now held an added layer of allure, captivating and enchanting.

"Brother-in-law, which car is for me?" Cen An’an called out as she came running back after inspecting the vehicles.

But as she returned, she immediately sensed the atmosphere’s subtle tension. "Sis, why is your face so red? And brother-in-law, why are your eyes so fixed...?"

Simple words, but they cut straight to the heart of the matter.

Xue Tian'ai was the first to recover, coughing awkwardly, "Ahem, you must all be hungry. I’ll head inside and start cooking. The Ferrari LaFerrari and Porsche 918 Spyder are gifts for you and your sister. You can decide who drives which..."

With that, he turned and went back inside.

"Brother-in-law, I want spicy poached chicken and sweet and sour ribs!" Cen An’an shouted after his retreating figure.

Then she looked at Qin Mengxue. "Sis, which one are you going to drive? And your face is even redder now..."

"Is it? That’s just the sunlight!" Qin Mengxue insisted stubbornly. "Any car is fine. You can pick whichever you like; don’t worry about me... Also, my stomach hurts a bit—I need to go to the bathroom!" Saying this, she turned and retreated back inside, cheeks glowing bright red.

Cen An’an was a little puzzled but only briefly. Excitement, joy, and delight soon surged back into her heart, overwhelming any confusion.