Even though she knew the scene was being recorded and the camera would capture her emotions clearly and magnify them, Xia Wan still couldn't control herself, her face turning terribly gloomy.

She wanted to know more than anyone how Zhuang Yan met Jiang Ning, why she had never heard of him having such a childhood sweetheart, and how many things he had been hiding from her.

Gu Qian offered his opinion at the right time, echoing the sentiments of the viewers in the live stream: "I didn't expect Zhuang Yan and Jiang Ning to know each other. Wanwan, you've known Zhuang Yan the longest. Did you know he had such a friend?"

"I've never heard him mention it, and I don't care about his affairs," Xia Wan sneered.

Don't you really care? Then why do you look so upset right now?

"I feel that Zhuang Yan and Jiang Ning have an unusual relationship. These two should be the easiest to connect with."

Besides Gu Qian and Xia Wan, the other four observers present were host Li Le, actor Lin Fan, girl group leader Shen Li, and psychologist Xu Nuo.

It was Shen Li who said this, and Xia Wan gave her a cold glance.

At that moment, someone else asked a question.

"Who is this Lu Yan? She's so pretty, she can't be an internet celebrity, right? If she were, she would have become famous long ago."

To avoid these people making irresponsible matchmakers, Xia Wan told the truth: "She is my aunt."

"Your aunt is so young."

Xia Wan remained silent.

"No wonder she seemed to know Zhuang Yan very well. I guess those two have no chance. I was actually quite into them at first."

Xia Wan's expression, which had just calmed down, turned gloomy again, and she even thought about getting up to leave.

Fortunately, they started talking about other people afterward and stopped mentioning Zhuang Yan.

...

Zhuang Yan had planned everything meticulously, but he hadn't anticipated that Jiang Ning would reveal their relationship in front of so many people. Was she trying to kill him online?

Zhuang Yan wasn't so narcissistic as to think that Jiang Ning had come for him.

There was nothing to say between him and Jiang Ning. After all, it was all in the past. Zhuang Yan was from a previous life, so in terms of time, he and Jiang Ning had been separated for more than 30 years... If he hadn't suddenly seen her today, he wouldn't have remembered at all.

An Xinrong snorted coldly: "Childhood sweethearts? How come I've never heard you mention that before?"

Zhuang Yan said speechlessly, "What's our relationship? Why should I tell you my business? What, are you very concerned about me?"

"Who cares about you? You're shameless!"

"Since you don't care about me, mind your own business." Although he was prepared to be scolded, he wasn't going to suffer in silence. When dealing with someone like An Xinrong, if you ignore her, she will only become more arrogant and demanding.

In Zhuang Yan's view, An Xinrong was like a child who hadn't grown up. He wouldn't hold it against her, but he wouldn't hesitate to discipline her when necessary.

Seeing that a fight was about to break out, the director immediately appeared and issued tasks. The first task was to clean the house, inside and out. After that, the director's team would conduct an inspection, and food would be distributed after the inspection was passed.

An Xinrong was seething with anger at Zhuang Yan, and she vented it on the director, saying, "This place is so big, and only the six of us are cleaning it?"

"Yes, there's no lunch if you don't finish. There are still three hours until lunchtime. By the way, we'll only provide the food; you'll have to cook for yourselves."

This task is really old-fashioned and exhausting. Apart from Zhuang Yan, all the guests present were dressed in glamorous attire. Actresses, celebrities, CEOs, rich ladies... all gathered together, and none of them looked like they would do housework.

An Xinrong looked at the dilapidated little courtyard with disdain. It was full of spider webs and insects, which made her scalp tingle.

Fang Chen, the oldest among the guests, spoke up: "I come from a rural background, so I'm very familiar with this kind of environment. How about I arrange the division of labor?"

No one had any objections.

The boys were strong and took on a lot of the heavy work, while the girls were responsible for wiping tables and sweeping floors. Zhuang Yan was assigned to clean the kitchen.

It looked easy, but the kitchen was the place with the heaviest grease. Fortunately, the production team had prepared cleaning tools. He methodically took the bowls out of the cupboard, wiped and washed them, and then took the washed dishes outside to dry.

He also scraped off the grease around the pot with a spatula, and the originally yellowed and blackened countertop gradually turned white. This was a very friendly thing for people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

[Zhuang Yan looks like she does housework often; her technique is quite skilled.]

Zhuang Yan acted so quickly; suddenly I don't dislike him as much anymore.

[What cleaning agent did they use? It cleans so well, it's perfect for people with OCD! Could the production team please share a link?]

Compared to Zhuang Yan, the others clearly had never done housework before, and were busy and flustered.

Zhuang Yan was responsible for the most work, but he finished the fastest. He cleaned up the originally dirty and messy kitchen, and it became clean and tidy in less than two hours.

After he finished, he rested by the side, drinking water while watching.

An Xinrong screamed in fright at the spider web. Jiang Ning tidied the bedroom slowly, while Lu Yan was quick, but her dress restricted her movement. She took off her high heels and tied a knot in the hem of her dress.

Ling Xuan was cleaning the ceiling and wiping the windows on the stairs, while Fang Chen was dealing with the weeds outside.

You might think Zhuang Yan was going to help, but no, he was just watching leisurely. Some people started to feel resentful, especially An Xinrong.

I almost got into a fight with Zhuang Yan just now, and now I'm ordering him around like I don't know what's going on.

"Zhuang Yan, what are you standing there for? Come and lend a hand. Let's finish quickly so we can cook. I'm starving."

An Xinrong subconsciously ordered Zhuang Yan around, assuming he would definitely come to help. After all, she often saw Xia Wan bossing him around like a dog, making him do everything.

Indeed, in such situations, anyone with good manners would step forward to help.

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