Chapter 14 What is Zhou Pingchuan doing at the Xia family?
At this moment, netizens who had just seen the program's official announcement and were curious about who "Xia Mian" and "Xiangui'er" were began searching for Xia Mian's Weibo account.
The character "眠" (mian, meaning sleep/sleep) is quite unusual, and there isn't much information using it as a field. Netizens quickly found his newly created alternate account. However, after seeing the recently posted photos, netizens became somewhat uncertain again:
Is this summer hibernation? The difference between this and the photos posted by the production team is huge. That one was awful, but this one is amazing!
[Xiangui'er had never bothered us before, but he deleted his Weibo account in a fit of anger. However, based on my nearly one year of experience researching Xiangui'er, the person in the photo... should really be him, except that he's dyed his hair back, cut it short, and lost weight.]
[Ahhh, so handsome and atmospheric! I can't wait!]
[The ingredients above are questionable; how much does it cost?]
[I'm not a paid shill, I'm just a sucker for good looks. This guy's photo is so handsome, I've already downloaded it and set it as my wallpaper!]
No, you've gone off-topic. Didn't you see his main point? His main point is the environment. Looking outside, it looks like a courtyard; looking at the windows, they look like large French windows. Taken together, he's trying to show that he's in a large house (or even a villa) with a yard, indirectly confirming his character.
[Hilarious! He's pretending again. It's giving me a serious case of abhorring stupidity.]
[New courseware, please share it immediately!]
It has to be said that variety shows on major platforms have natural traffic. Within five minutes, the "Mianmian" account gained two thousand followers. After twenty minutes, the growth gradually slowed down and eventually stopped at around ten thousand followers.
Xia Mian was quite satisfied with this, after all, it was just a side profile photo taken casually, and it would be quite impressive once her makeup and styling improved.
He has 100% confidence in his looks and physique!
Recording starts tomorrow, and if I stay up too late, my face will puff up and I'll look terrible on camera. Xia Mian closed Weibo and started packing her luggage.
I need to bring skincare products and a hair dryer, as well as pajamas and underwear for changing. He dislikes the quality of the fabric and never uses disposable items, so I also need to bring soft face towels and disinfectant wipes.
Accessories are a must, so I can coordinate them with different styles; I need to bring a little safe for accessories. The original owner didn't have many pairs of shoes to begin with, so I'll pack them all in. Clothes need to be changed every day to keep things fresh…
After categorizing and putting everything away, he realized he hadn't bought a suitcase.
He rummaged through the dressing room and actually found two of the original owner's suitcases. Judging from the brand, they were probably some no-name brand, but they were very sturdy and had a large capacity.
It's too late to buy more now, but as long as this stuff works, it's fine. He struggled to stuff the items into the two boxes and then fell into deep thought.
He doesn't have a business jet or an assistant, how is he going to carry it tomorrow?
"Knock knock—" Just then, there was a knock on the door. It was Tang Wenhua's voice: "Mianmian, did you take a nap?"
Xia Mian never felt close to this mother, but fortunately, Tang Wenhua didn't talk to her much, so the two got along peacefully.
Not knowing why she wanted to see her, Xia Mian shuffled in her slippers and opened the door for her: "I'm packing my luggage. What's up, Mom?"
"It's nothing important. I just wanted to ask you what your plans are for your marriage with Third Master. Tell me your plans so we can make preparations in advance."
According to etiquette, when presenting the betrothal letter, they need to give the other party four return gifts; when exchanging gifts, they need to prepare all the accompanying gifts; before the ceremony, they are even busier, so they really need to plan ahead in advance to avoid being caught off guard.
But if Tang Wenhua asked him, who should he ask?
Zhou Pingchuan had offended him just a few days ago, said he would apologize, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye. He didn't mention a single word about the marriage.
Ugh, so annoying.
However, Xia Mian couldn't say these things for fear of arousing suspicion from the Xia family couple, so she only vaguely said, "I'll ask Zhou Pingchuan when I'm done with this."
Tang Wenhua scolded: "In terms of seniority, you are of the same generation as Third Master. Before marriage, you should be addressed with respect. Remember that, and don't let me hear you being disrespectful again."
If Tang Wenhua hadn't pointed it out, Xia Mian wouldn't have noticed that she also addressed Zhou Pingchuan as "Third Master."
They were of the same generation, yet Zhou Pingchuan was addressed with respectful titles behind her back, which speaks volumes about his status.
Of course, Xia Mian knew that besides wanting to prepare in advance, her asking these questions also contained an element of subtly urging her on.
They were afraid Xia Mian was lying, and they needed the Zhou family's help even more. They were more anxious than Xia Mian to finalize the marriage.
Xia Mian pretended to be clueless: "Ah, I know."
Tang Wenhua gave a few more instructions, such as not to spread negative news, and that if there was a conflict, it was better to back down than to cause trouble. Xia Mian nodded in agreement and saw the person out.
Actually, Tang Wenhua came over with a deeper purpose—she wanted to test the waters.
The child's personality was unpleasant, and she couldn't understand what Zhou Pingchuan liked about him. She had doubts in her heart and was afraid that he was having another mental breakdown.
Inside the room, Xia Mian held her phone, her fingers rising and falling on the screen, rising and falling on the screen again, trying countless times, but she still couldn't dial that number.
Zhou Pingchuan clearly didn't take him seriously; if he pressed him any further, it would be more than just a loss of face.
That's shameless!
Xia Mian was very annoyed, so she went to the bathroom to put on a face mask. The original owner had a good foundation, and after these few days of intensive fitness training and skin care, his skin tone had become two shades lighter. His muscles weren't very defined, but his protruding belly was gone, and his physique was more toned than before.
He took off his pajamas shirt, spun around in front of the mirror twice, pinched his slightly muscular stomach, but his mind was completely filled with three words.
Zhou Pingchuan...
He has been the center of the world since birth; no one can dislike him, and no one can ignore him.
That's fucking amazing...
Xia Mian gritted her teeth, just then, there was another knock on the door.
It was the butler's voice: "Young Master Mian, Madam requests your presence in the living room."
"What are you doing?" Xia Mian asked irritably.
"They said a guest has arrived."
Why would a guest call him? What does it have to do with him? Do they want him to go out and greet guests?
But in the eyes of the Xia couple, he was completely unworthy of their attention.
Xia Mian made wild guesses, and the butler paused before continuing, "I heard from Madam that the guest's name seems to be... Third Master."
Xia Mian paused for a moment, then jumped out of bed with a somersault.
Zhou Pingchuan is here!
What... is he doing at the Xia family's house?
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