When he saw the kitchen, he almost fainted.

He shouted, "Are you doing scientific research or cooking?"

"You almost blew up this kitchen."

He was holding a stainless steel pot that had been burned through—yes, you heard right, it was stainless steel—as well as an eco-friendly cutting board that had been burned down to only a small portion, and a rice cooker that he had just bought for 1,000 yuan.

Not only did they ruin things, they also filled the whole house with cooking fumes.

Is this something a human being would do?

Xia Nuan's voice came from the living room, "Didn't you ask me to cook before you left?"

"You're blaming me for blowing up the kitchen?"

"Don't you think you're hilarious?"

Li Dongyang stood at the kitchen door, feeling utterly hopeless, a sense of resentment he couldn't put into words.

It was both funny and sad.

"Big sister, if you can't cook, just say so."

Li Dongyang finally understood why Xia Nuan wanted to change the furniture in the room.

Why are you so stubborn after doing something wrong? Is it so hard to admit a mistake?

He helplessly picked up the burnt rice cooker and was stunned to see the power cord still plugged in.

It's amazing that the woman survived.

Li Dongxu carefully unplugged the power cord and threw the broken pot and cutting board into the trash can.

Helpless, I picked up a rag and turned on the tap in the sink to wash the dishes.

The burnt cutting board was stuck to the stove and he couldn't get it off no matter how much he scrubbed it. The more he washed it, the more annoyed he became.

No, we absolutely cannot keep this time bomb by our side; he might burn the house down one day.

The rice cooker was gone, the pot was broken, and the cutting board was burnt. Li Dongyang looked at the food in his hands, not knowing what to do.

Just as he was about to put the vegetables in the refrigerator.

Xia Nuan, wearing slippers, pattered into the kitchen.

"Stop dawdling there. I've already called a cleaning company. They'll be here soon."

"Go to the Heston Hotel and get a set meal."

Li Dongyang was so angry that his mouth twitched.

Before he could agree or disagree, Xia Nuan handed him a VIP membership card. "I've put money in here. Use this card when you get there. See if there's anything else you want to eat and buy it yourself."

Just when Li Dongyang thought this girl had some conscience, Xia Nuan said again, "The things you bought for your kitchen are too rubbish; they broke after being used almost no time."

Li Dongyang: "......"

I felt a little better when you said you didn't know how to use it. This damn woman can drive a person crazy.

"Why are you still standing here? If you go any later, you'll miss the best time for dinner."

"If my stomach problems flare up again, it'll all be your fault."

Li Dongyang: "..." He really wanted to grab a fly swatter and slap this woman to death.

"And tomorrow, go to this address and pick up this for me."

"Take out your phone."

Before Li Dongyang could react, Xia Nuan, as if they were old friends, took Li Dongyang's phone and turned on the screen with a "beep" sound, pointing it at his face.

"Why did you take my phone?" Li Dongyang asked.

"Of course I took your phone to give you my address. Did you think I had a crush on you?" Xia Nuan replied calmly, her tone slightly disdainful.

"I wouldn't even want a man who's so calculating, even if he were given to me."

As soon as I got off work, I got criticized.

Li Dongyang stared helplessly at the ceiling.

I promised to find someone who's clean, but this guy almost blew up the kitchen in just one day.

What kind of monster have I just hired?!

He suddenly felt a headache.

When he returned with his belongings, the room had already been cleaned and tidied by the housekeeper.

The two sat at the dining table, one at each end, eating.

After finishing his meal, he didn't intend to pay any attention to the woman and went to his study.

I put on my glasses and continued writing the script I hadn't finished that afternoon.

At this moment, Xia Nuan was digesting her meal in the living room.

Seeing Li Dongyang sitting in the study looking very serious, she became curious and went over to him.

It turned out that Li Dongyang was writing a script, and he joked, "I didn't know someone like you could write scripts?"

This woman can make me angry eight hundred times a day. What do you mean by someone like him?

What's wrong with him?

I have no idea how this woman has achieved so much in the entertainment industry, she speaks so arrogantly.

Which company are you from?

Li Dongyang didn't want to pay attention to this woman, but he was afraid she would pester him relentlessly. He said, "A contracted editor at Chaofan Films."

Xia Nuan nodded. "I've heard of Chaofan. It's a big company, and I've heard that the screenwriters there are very talented."

These words made Li Dongyang feel that he had finally found a stance.

I thought to myself that this woman might be a bit gossipy, but she still has her cute side.

Li Dongyang's lips curled up.

Finally, I heard a human word.

Turning around, I saw Xia Tingchan looking thoughtful.

I have no idea what she's thinking.

Then I heard her voice, "A screenwriter of your caliber must have gotten in through connections."

Li Dongyang: "......"

I have this urge to dig up her family's ancestral graves.

He stood up, grabbed the woman's arm, and pulled her outside.

Although he was very angry, he still politely ushered Xia Nuan out of the study.

"Try to speed up the pace of the plot and intensify the conflict between the male and female leads."

"People who watch web series nowadays are very discerning. If there are no exciting moments, no one will watch. If you follow the original script, it will definitely sink without a trace."

"I'm not trying to discourage you."

"Self-indulgence is not a viable business."

Before Xia Nuan could finish speaking, Li Dongyang asked her to leave.

He sat back down at his desk and continued writing the script.

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