Chapter 289: Invitation

At the Clear Water Bay villa, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room.

Xiang Fei lay on the sofa, wearing sunglasses and holding a glass of iced whiskey, enjoying a rare vacation.

Suddenly, the villa door was knocked upon.

"Mr. Zeng, please come in," the housekeeper said respectfully as she opened the door.

"Ah Fei! Ah Fei! Are you there? Brother Zhiwei is here to see you!" Zeng Zhiwei's booming voice instantly shattered the villa's silence.

Xiang Fei raised an eyebrow, slowly sat up, and casually grabbed a T-shirt to put on, but after a moment's thought, tossed it aside; he went out shirtless, wearing baggy shorts and slippers.

"Yo, Brother Zhiwei, is your injury healed?" Xiang Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, his tone teasing.

Zeng Zhiwei had been grinning, but upon hearing this, his expression froze; clearly, he hadn't expected Xiang Fei to bring that up immediately.

"Ahem... ahem..." Zeng Zhiwei chuckled dryly twice and handed the gift in his hand to the housekeeper. "Ah Fei, last time, I owe you one."

Xiang Fei waved his hand and leaned back lazily on the sofa. "It wasn't a big deal, but Brother Zhiwei, next time you speak, you'd better weigh your words."

Zeng Zhiwei gave an awkward smile and quickly changed the subject. "What have you been busy with lately? I heard you're on vacation?"

"Yes, it's rare to have some leisure time." Xiang Fei took a sip from his glass. "What, Brother Zhiwei, did you come today just to catch up?"

Zeng Zhiwei rubbed his hands together and grinned. "There's a gathering tonight; all the old friends are there. Want to come play?"

Xiang Fei lifted his eyelids slightly. "What kind of gathering?"

"KTV! I've just spotted a few female artists; I'll introduce them to you." Zeng Zhiwei winked and made faces.

Xiang Fei snorted and said nothing.

Zeng Zhiwei didn't mind and went on. "It's settled then. Room 888 tonight; see you there!"

Having said that, he stood up, patted Xiang Fei's shoulder, hummed a little tune, and left.

At nine o'clock in the evening, a black Maybach slowly pulled up to the KTV entrance.

The car door opened, and Xiang Fei, dressed in casual wear and wearing sunglasses, stepped inside.

"Good evening, President Xiang!" The manager at the door hurried forward to greet him and respectfully led the way. "Room 888 is ready; Mr. Zeng and the others are all waiting for you."

Xiang Fei nodded faintly, followed the manager through the dimly lit corridor, and pushed open the door to Room 888.

"Whoa, quite the crowd." Xiang Fei glanced around, a slight smile on his lips.

Inside the private room, smoke hung in the air and the music was deafening.

Cheng Long was holding a woman named A Jiao while singing; seeing Xiang Fei enter, he immediately put down the microphone and waved with a smile. "Ah Fei! Come, come, sit here!"

Zeng Zhiwei jumped up even more directly, grabbed Xiang Fei's wrist. "Ah Fei has arrived! Quick, quick, sit!"

Xiang Fei was pushed into the middle seat; looking around, he found tonight's lineup was indeed luxurious—

Lin Zhengying was embracing Liang Jingru, Hong Jinbao, and Chen Jiahua affectionately; Yuan Biao was drinking wine with Chen Qiao'en; Zheng Zhongji sat in the corner, with A Sa and Cai Yilin seated beside him.

"Quite the spectacle," Xiang Fei chuckled lightly.

Zeng Zhiwei leaned over and handed him a glass of wine. "How about it? Am I generous enough? Tonight it's all our own people; play freely!"

Hong Jinbao saw Xiang Fei arrive and immediately shouted to the waiter outside the door to bring in Dai Peini. Zheng Zhongji also leaned over. "Ah Fei, since we parted after your last concert, it's been a long time." Xiang Fei nodded. "Yes, it has been a long time." At this moment, Cheng Long finished singing, sat on the sofa, naturally slipped his hand into A Jiao's clothes, and wore an expression of pure enjoyment.