Chapter 31 The pinker the room, the harder the beating
The comments were filled with comments like "Fuck!!! I knew she didn't hold her fart properly!" and "I knew it wasn't a good fart, but I didn't expect it to stink this badly!!".
Fu Boming coughed frequently, and said to Jiang Huan, who was staring at him with curiosity, "I think... I don't think so."
After saying that, he glanced at Fu Ran.
That glance is very rich in content.
Fu Ran had no way to defend himself and could only stare at Jiang Huan, warning her with his eyes.
[Father Fu's eye contact translation: Why don't you just say you like eating shit?]
Jiang Huan didn't give Fu Boming a chance to breathe. "Brother Fu also said that he runs twenty kilometers every morning to buy breakfast for the family, and comes back at night to wash your feet. He washes your socks one pair at a time, and he never stops even for a day when his hands get onychomycosis. Is that true?"
Fu Boming looked at Fu Ran in shock, and after a while he said, "Ah, well... yes, right?"
Fu Ran: “…”
Fuck me!
"It seems Fu Guoguo is truly an honest man." Jiang Huan held her chin up and said lightly, "So what he said about him having the same girlfriend as you and stealing your stepmother's panties to smell every day must be true, right?"
"Jiang Huan!" Fu Ran roared.
"Fu Ran!" Fu Boming roared.
The whole room was filled with the sound of cursing, explanations, and questions, making it a mess.
Before Jiang Huan left, she threw two sticks inside, locked the door, and left. "Stop arguing! Stop arguing! You won't kill anyone with this kind of noise! Fu Guoguo can't help himself!"
He was met with the butler's shocked gaze.
Jiang Huan bared her fangs: "I want to sleep, take me to my room."
The housekeeper took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at her twice, "Okay, okay, Miss Huan."
After saying that, he took her upstairs.
As soon as you open the door, you'll see feather wind chimes swaying in the hallway, and the gorgeous pink princess-style interior is instantly noticeable. Above the pink bed in the center, a row of Barbie dolls and stuffed animals line the walls, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
[Pfft, my brother Huan will like this? ]
[The pinker the room, the more violent the beating, right?]
Even though he had seen it last night, the butler couldn't help but twitch his lips.
This is the room that Young Master Xie insisted on exchanging with Young Master Fu.
What normal adult would like such a childish children's room? Young Master Xie clearly wanted Miss Huan to think that their young master had prepared it and ruin his good deeds!
Thinking of this, he immediately said, "This is what Master Xie prepared for you."
After saying that, he waited expectantly for Jiang Huan to lose her temper on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Huan raised her eyebrows and looked around.
Sometimes she touched the pink sheets, sometimes she pulled the lace curtains above her head, and sometimes she poked the housekeeper's butt with the princess umbrella.
Finally, he sat down with the doll in his arms: "Well, it's just barely acceptable."
The housekeeper squeezed his legs together in shock: Huh???
[Sister, you don’t like it, do you? Your apple cheeks are so high and so high! ]
[Wait, Aunt Xie just said that Xie Jiumian's hobby is building a princess room? So, could this room have been in the works for a long time? Could it be that it's prepared for Jiang Huan?]
[I say, don't go too far with the CP mentality, why not just say that Xie Jiumian was born for Jiang Huan!]
On the other side, Jiang He was overjoyed and wanted to see what kind of room Xie Jiumian had prepared for her. She was also planning to put on those sexy lingerie to seduce him at night. However, as soon as she opened the door, she was scared to death by the hanging skulls and the flashing ghost dolls all over the room.
The servant skillfully carried the person to the infirmary on the third floor.
The director team held a meeting overnight with serious expressions.
"Now the show has an effect, but the male guest and we are almost dead!" Director Li pointed to the small blackboard behind him.
On the small blackboard, the names of "Jiang Huan" and "Xie Jiumian" were circled separately, and the label "terrorist" was written on it.
Ke Wenjun circled it and wrote "time bomb", Meng Yue wrote "fire extinguisher", Fu Ran and Jiang He wrote "victim".
"We have to think of a solution, otherwise we won't be able to maintain a 100% reconciliation rate this year! I don't think any of those three couples will be able to get off the bus!"
Because the final fixed segment of the program is: the guests drive tricycles on the country roads, and those who are willing to reconcile get off, and those who are not willing just drive past, so "getting off" has become a joking name for reconciliation among netizens.
The assistant director said, "But we can't beat them at all! They've even tricked us!"
“Knock knock.”
The door opened, and Jiang He revealed her beautiful face. "Is everyone here?"
"It's like this. I have an idea and I'd like to ask the director's opinion..."
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The next day, when Jiang Huan came out of her princess room yawning, she heard the director team announce the schedule change.
"Today's two-person get-together was changed to a group activity because we were unexpectedly invited to a guest's birthday party! The production team only received the news yesterday. I hope today will be a special day!"
After the program team finished speaking, Jiang He walked out with her hair lifted and a sweet smile on her face.
"Today is my sister's and my birthday. The party is scheduled in the city center, so we can invite all the audience to join us!"
[I didn’t expect that we could also attend a rich person’s birthday party online~]
[Wouldn't that mean I could see Junjun again?! Yeah!]
[He He is so kind. She even invited the guests to the birthday party. This shows that she treats the guests as her own family. Kind-hearted He He~]
[So, why were these people celebrating birthdays for no apparent reason the other day? Hahahaha, what a god!]
Before the birthday dinner began, the guests came to the studio to get their looks done. The dresses were borrowed from the program crew.
Jiang Huan took some time in the afternoon to remove her plaster leg. Now she can walk freely. She walked into the locker room with her brand new skin and came out in less than three minutes.
"The dress is broken," she said.
"Broken?" Jiang He exclaimed, "How could it be! It was fine just now... Today everyone only has one dress, there are no backup options. You might have to wear the one that's worn out... Ah! Jiang Huan, what are you doing!"
Before Jiang He could finish her words, her dress was torn in half by Jiang Huan.
She hurriedly hid behind the curtain and stamped her feet in anger.
"If you don't speak up, I won't be able to solve the case right away." Jiang Huan clapped her hands and imitated her in a pinched voice, "What should we do, sister? Today, everyone only has one dress, there's no alternative, so you can only make do with the worn-out one~"
"Jiang Huan!" Jiang He screamed hysterically.
"Excuse me."
An elegant male voice came in.
Xie Jiumian, dressed in a high-end custom-made suit, leaned nonchalantly against the door. "Is your dress broken? I happen to have a few here."
When the group was taken to the top floor, they were completely shocked speechless by the "several pieces of clothing" that Xie Jiumian mentioned.
The room, which covers several hundred square meters, is filled with all the latest high-end haute couture dresses of the season, and many of them are even exclusive private custom-made dresses on the market!
Jiang He dug her nails into her palms and forced a proper smile. "Brother Mian, my skirt was also ruined by my sister... Do I deserve to have one?"
"Okay." Xie Jiumian smiled.
Jiang He was instantly ecstatic!
He agreed?!
She immediately took the clothes and went straight into the fitting room.
But soon the clothes were sent out intact.
What a lousy dress! She has a skinny waist and can't fit in it! The chest area makes her two cup sizes empty! It's not her size at all! No wonder Xie Jiumian agreed to her!
On the other side, Xie Jiumian brought Jiang Huan to the private custom-made room and said, "Pick the most eye-catching one."
Jiang Huan walked forward, then suddenly stopped and looked towards the corner where the clothes were piled.
"I choose..."
"This was dropped by a servant." Xie Jiumian was quick to collect the Ultraman jumpsuit.
Jiang Huan turned around and looked around, and her eyes fell on a large flowered jacket from a haute couture fashion show.
"Ke Wenjun has reserved that one." Xie Jiumian said.
Jiang Huan sighed.
His gaze turned and suddenly stopped.
She saw the black diamond-studded evening gown hanging in the center.
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