The comments in the livestream began scrolling even faster, though their content was remarkably similar:
[Huh?]
[Huh?]
…
A long chain of “Huh?” and question marks flew past for nearly half a minute, and the online discussion section immediately erupted into lively new debate:
[HAHAHAHAHA I’M DYING. I’ve followed celebrities for five years and have never seen a scene this funny.]
[So Qian Xingzhi really is… showing off his ring with that expression like he could kill three people with one punch? He really is showing off the ring, right??? Is this still the Qian Xingzhi I know?!]
[I don’t understand. What is this Best Actor trying to do? I’m going to check whether he signed some jewelry sponsorship.]
[Upstairs, with that level of emotional dullness, you’ll never succeed at anything. [laughing-crying]]
[Don’t even joke—you really don’t know. Someone dug up footage from day one. In the frame where the camera was aimed at his crotch, his left hand was in his pants pocket, and the outline of the ring was super obvious! There was literally a ring-shaped bulge!!!]
[Wow, sisters, if this is really that solid, I genuinely have to start shipping them QAQ. I can’t hold back anymore QAQ. I’ve spent years shipping punctuation marks, posting times, addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division QAQ. When have I ever seen a scene this huge QAQ]
[Hehehe, real or fake, I’m investing in Between Xing and Li [finger heart]. Waiting for the truth to come out [finger heart][finger heart]]
[First, condolences to upstairs for being bad at picking stocks. In just one day the share price is going to crash straight to the limit-down board, and then you’ll leave the market heartbroken. [laughing-crying]]
[I still think Broccoli feels more real. He was so sincere it didn’t look acted. Would Qian Xingzhi, who’s always putting on airs, dare do that?]
[Hahaha, when upstairs gets old, I’m selling them health supplements.]
[Exactly. Use your tiny brains and think: do Broccoli and Shen Li’s ages even match?]
[Broccoli only reached legal marriage age nine months ago. The probability really is tiny.]
[VOTING IS OPEN AAAAAH GO GO GO!!]
[What are today’s voting rules? [scratching head]]
[Deadline is 23:59 today. Whoever ranks first today gets the right to enter the house and live there first thing tomorrow morning. Of course, if viewers choose the wrong guest, that person can voluntarily decline.]
[AAAAAH don’t worry about the rules yet, sisters!! First vote this peacock who keeps spreading his feathers everywhere into the house!!!]
=
“Boss Su, uh, today’s voting channel opened at nine, but it looks like…”
Su Xilan’s assistant, Xiao D, lowered his brows obediently, opened the voting page on his phone, and handed it to Su Xilan, who was in the middle of having his makeup done.
Su Xilan’s brows shot sideways. His gloomy eyes swept across the voting interface a few times, and his little face instantly drooped from frustration. He could not hide it at all.
So. Damn. Annoying!
Su Xilan’s delicate little face collapsed. He rolled his eyes so dramatically that the makeup artist’s hand trembled.
Nobody in the room dared speak. Su Xilan jabbed the option “Su Xilan” on the assistant’s phone, discovered it could not be selected, and saw the interface display “This user has already voted.” The chosen option was “Qian Xingzhi.” The little temper he had been holding in all morning finally exploded:
“What the hell?! You—you’ve gone way too far, haven’t you?!”
Su Xilan slapped the table. He looked ready to crush the phone, and his entire snow-white little face instantly flushed pink. “—Xiao D! If you can’t give me a reasonable explanation right now, I’m firing you immediately!”
Assistant Xiao D smiled awkwardly in appeasement. “Oh, Boss Su, well… Boss Lou told me to vote that way…”
—?!
Su Xilan’s face darkened further.
“Ahem. Boss Lou told us not to tell you, but I’ll secretly tell you anyway—Boss Lou posted in the company group and gave the order that all of our company’s thousand-plus employees and their family members should vote for Qian Xingzhi…”
Su Xilan: …
Absolutely rotten.
The next second, Su Xilan, face dark and gloomy, grabbed his assistant’s phone without another word and immediately called Lou Wuchen.
“Lou. What exactly do you mean?”
There was a faint viciousness in Su Xilan’s voice. “You promised before that you wouldn’t interfere with me.”
A soft laugh came from the other end, followed by a doting male voice speaking unhurriedly. “Baby, don’t be angry. Why do you have to compete with that Qian guy? He wants to remarry. Even if you squeeze in for one day, you’ll just be kicked out the next.”
“Why are you like this?—Why are you even speaking for him?”
Su Xilan sounded incredulous and intense. “Even if Qian Xingzhi can’t get in today, all he loses is one day of time with Shen Li. But if I lose this chance, I lose the only opportunity in my life to become Shen Li’s friend!—You don’t even understand that? You’ll never understand what it feels like when the person who matters most to you doesn’t even remember who you are.”
The other end fell silent for a moment, and the coaxing tone softened further.
“Baby, I tried to fight for it for you, but that Qian guy is determined. He threatened me with the stock price. I couldn’t do anything…”
“How can you be this useless? Can’t you threaten him back?”
The man on the other end paused briefly, then sighed. “You don’t understand business. He came directly to me this time, so I still have to give him some face. Otherwise, later… it’ll be awkward for both families.”
“I understand.” Su Xilan’s tone turned cold. “Go live with your money. We’re done.”
“Huh?…”
“—I don’t care. I absolutely have to do this! I have to make this happen. I’m begging you, stop interfering with me!”
“Xiao Su, be good for—”
Beep—
Su Xilan hung up with a wooden expression and smacked the phone against Xiao D’s chest. Smack!
Then came a sharp “creak—!”
Su Xilan pushed his chair away with his butt, abandoned the half-finished makeup, and stared gloomily at himself in the mirror with one eyebrow drawn crooked. He looked both disheveled and heartbroken, and combined with today’s very green outfit…
he looked exactly like a sad little green frog.
Nobody in the room dared provoke this notoriously bad-tempered little ancestor. Everyone watched their nose and their heart and said nothing.
Su Xilan stared coldly at himself in the mirror for a long time. Then, like an arrow abruptly released from a fully drawn bow, he moved without warning:
He flung open his jewelry case with exaggerated force and poured every piece out in a clattering heap.
Without even choosing, he immediately picked out every ring.
One, two, three, four, five…
He had ten fingers and put on a full eight rings. Aside from the two ring fingers, every other finger was loaded!
The makeup artist pressed her lips together tightly and lowered her head as far as possible. Only then did she barely avoid being caught laughing and manage to preserve this month’s bonus.
The next second, Su Xilan, with only half his makeup done and without even finishing his hair, stormed out of the room.
From behind, he really did look somewhat resolute.
He shook off his assistant and everyone else. In the blink of an eye, he had run off somewhere unknown.
Half an hour later.
Fansites and fans released several sets of “Su Xilan going to work” photos.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves.
The online comment section exploded:
[Wow, baby looks like a soft, sticky matcha rice cake today~]
[I’m dying laughing, friends. Look at his two hands hahahaha!]
[Going straight for someone’s face? Whose face? I won’t say. [side-eye]]
[This is way too entertaining, friends. [covers face]]
[These two really seem to have started fighting for real. [broken] Does anyone still remember the Creation of the Gods shippers? [broken]]
[Oh my god, if I shipped Qian Xingzhi and Su Xilan as a real-person ship, I’d probably be crying while deleting merch right now.]
[Stop. People who shipped those two already had titanium teeth to begin with. During Creation of the Gods promotions they never even marketed one bit of shipping content. How were people supposed to ship them?]
[So who exactly was Shen Li with? Why do I suddenly think either one of them feels incredibly real???]
Shen Li sat in the dining room, naturally unaware of the bloodbath online.
He had stayed connected with Qian Xingzhi all night and had not slept particularly well. His mood could not exactly be described as turbulent, but he had undeniably been affected.
Qian Xingzhi’s voice was still the same voice.
But the tone and manner of speaking were both familiar and strange.
Qian Xingzhi had changed enormously—or rather, over seven years, it would have been strange if a person had not changed.
Yet human beings seemed always to know perfectly well that change was normal while still hoping that old people and old places, unseen for a long time, would retain at least a more tangible resemblance to how they had once been.
It was like when Shen Li had recently returned to the neighborhood near the old apartment where he once lived and casually stepped into the convenience store he had not visited in years.
At first he had been glad that the store was still the same store and the owner still the same owner. But after walking inside, he discovered that everything had long since been rearranged. Shelves had been replaced, old ones removed and new ones added, everything moved. And the products being sold naturally could never be the same things from seven years ago. So even knowing that replacement was normal and improvement something to celebrate, he still could not avoid a sense of loss.
That was why, after the overnight call ended, Shen Li could not say whether what he felt was irritation or fondness.
It was clearly so familiar and yet genuinely strange.
The feeling Qian Xingzhi gave him seemed completely different.
Listening to Qian Xingzhi explain the rehabilitation center—from planning to implementation, so perfect there was almost nothing to criticize—Shen Li naturally could not avoid being moved. Yet he had still spent the entire night processing it. Only after reading those two fabricated fanfictions full of imagined details about their life together did he begin to understand where that strange knot of feeling came from.
Perhaps too much time had simply passed.
Aside from the voice and the original face, the Qian Xingzhi from last night only overlapped with the one in Shen Li’s memory by about twenty percent.
So even after Shen Li probed out that Qian Xingzhi wanted to remarry, his instinct to avoid and retreat from it remained far stronger than any other thought.
Seven years later, they were not exactly strangers, yet there was indeed a sense of unfamiliarity everywhere.
Shen Li took a drink of water and swallowed his messy thoughts down hard with it.
By a little after nine, he had already finished his rehabilitation exercises and was invited out of his room by staff.
It looked like there was another major filming task today, because the production team repeatedly emphasized that everyone needed to cooperate by not wandering around this morning. Staff had to arrange the venue for the afternoon task and filming.
So all eight guests finished an early brunch scattered around the dining room, then gathered in twos and threes in the living room to chat. For the entire morning, none of the guests were allowed to leave.
And so, for those two hours,
Shen Li sat quietly in one corner of the dining room, bored as he watched Ke Jiujiu, Zhao Yunzhi, and Li Weiwei chat. Kris and Lin Xu ate breakfast together. Jiang Nan sat by himself on a hanging chair reading a stack of financial newspapers from a year ago. As for Yang Zhiqi—
this man really did seem a little unwell. Ever since the director locked various doors and began arranging the venue needed for the afternoon, Yang Zhiqi had taken a ring of keys from his belt and spent the entire time clicking away, obsessively trying to pick the locks.
At one point, Ke Jiujiu walked by behind Yang Zhiqi carrying a cup of homemade milk tea and chatted with him:
“Wow, Brother Yang? What are you doing?”
Without looking away, Yang Zhiqi continued fiddling with the lock while answering Ke Jiujiu. “Tsk. You’re all still sitting around without a care in the world. No sense of urgency at all—haven’t you noticed this is an escape room? The moment noon hits, the production team definitely has something planned. I’m checking how we can escape in advance.”
?
Ke Jiujiu: …
Zhao Yunzhi had apparently been watching for a while too. Now she sent a very worried look over. After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke. “…Don’t break their lock.”
Yang Zhiqi clicked his tongue dismissively. “You don’t understand anything.”
Ke Jiujiu sipped her milk tea, smiled, and said playfully, “Brother Yang, since you’re so good at predicting everything, don’t forget my two cartons of Huazi cigarettes~ Huh? You remember, right? The bet we made on the balcony yesterday~”
Yang Zhiqi finally looked away and glanced at Ke Jiujiu. “Tsk. Why are you in such a hurry? Yesterday you said Shen Li and Qian Xingzhi were a couple. Me? I opposed that view, right?—All they’ve announced now is that Shen Li is the ex of someone in the observation room. Nobody said he and Qian Xingzhi are a couple! Right?”
“Mm-hmm, yes, yes, yes.” Ke Jiujiu’s crisp voice laughed.
Shen Li sat on the sofa resting with his eyes closed and had nearly fallen asleep.
But his hearing sharply caught his and Qian Xingzhi’s names, so he opened his eyes and glanced over. His whole body carried an aura warning strangers away, yet several people still walked toward him.
“Brother Shen~ do you want to come chat with us~?” Ke Jiujiu had changed her look today. She no longer wore the bow and had simply tied her hair into a low ponytail. A few stray strands hung freely beside her cheeks, swaying lightly with every step. She even bounced occasionally and still looked full of energy. Seeing Shen Li not answer immediately, she asked again, “Brother Shen~ aren’t you bored sitting alone? We’re going to play a board game for a while. Want to join us?”
Chatting and games were traditional activities when a group of people had nothing else to do.
But an introvert like Shen Li disliked participating unless absolutely necessary.
“No need. You can play. I’m not very good at it.”
“Okay. But aren’t you bored sitting alone?”
“No.”
“Won’t you feel left out?”
“…No.”
“Oh~ okay then. As long as you’re fine. We’re going now.”
Ke Jiujiu walked away from Shen Li with light steps and, not far away, joined the other five people except Yang Zhiqi, who was still messing with the door. Before long, waves of laughter and cries of “UNO!” filled the entire living room. About five or six minutes later, Yang Zhiqi gave up on the door and joined them too.
Shen Li folded his arms and sat comfortably not far away, taking the opportunity to observe everyone.
Ke Jiujiu, who had apparently clashed with Li Weiwei on the first day, was now affectionately pressed against Li Weiwei again, sweetly calling her “sis” again and again.
Lin Xu sat beside Ke Jiujiu and Kris and seemed quite fond of both.
On Kris’s other side was Jiang Nan, with two dark circles beneath his eyes. Even after hearing the rules several times, he still made several mistakes.
Every time he did, Yang Zhiqi laughed loudly. Even from far away, it was possible to imagine the droplets of saliva flying with every sentence he spoke…
Shen Li had long passed the age when he forced himself to fit into groups. Compared with socializing by force, he genuinely preferred staying somewhere no one paid attention to him, quietly observing other people.
So following instinct again, Shen Li tried to judge this group’s occupations and their motives for joining the show.
…
Ke Jiujiu: entertainment livestreamer.
Li Weiwei: probably had her own business and assets already, something like a boss.
Lin Xu: second-generation rich kid who could live off his parents until the end of time.
Kris: PhD student in science or engineering, perhaps aiming for permanent residency.
Zhao Yunzhi: used to look like a homemaker, now looked like a company employee.
Jiang Nan… already investigated all the way to the bottom. Next.
Yang Zhiqi: self-made coal boss, but his company was probably no longer doing well, which was why he needed to find another path.
Among people like these…
who had come purely wanting to remarry, and who had come looking for romance?
—The landlord family’s foolish son, Lin Xu.
Anyone else?
No.
Shen Li completed the analysis clearly and thoroughly. He almost laughed and had to press down the corners of his mouth to keep them from rising.
Before entering the house, Shen Li had still worried that if it became too obvious he only wanted to make money and coast, what would he do if he did not want to date? Now he had completely lost that concern. The people in front of him were not much better than he was:
Among a group who had all experienced failed marriages, bubbles of romance were already difficult to form, swell, expand, and grow.
Like wet firewood that could not spark, no matter what flint it was paired with, it would not ignite.
Cupid’s arrow would not shoot into a heart already broken, much less force two guarded hearts onto the same shaft.
And these days, rather than trying to please the god of love, it was better to worship Bi Gan to the east, Guan Yu to the west, Chai Rong to the south, and Zhao Gongming to the north, then chant “By imperial command, let it be done” a few more times…
Shen Li yawned again. After sitting uselessly for another half hour, he finally understood a little why modern young people loved lying flat so much.
Who wouldn’t love lying flat…
The more you coast, the better it feels. The better it feels, the more you coast.
If only this program could remain nothing but dates, dates, and dates, without production activities forcing them to earn coins.
He wondered whether, once Jiang Nan was taken away, everyone could directly split—or even seize—his coins…
Shen Li was thinking aimlessly and nearly fell asleep the next second.
But before he could get comfortable, Yang Zhiqi’s voice suddenly sounded beside him.
“Hey! Xiao Shen! Want a cup of coffee to wake you up?”
With a smack, Yang Zhiqi put the coffee on the table, pushed it toward Shen Li, then dropped into the empty seat beside him. He really did seem to want to discuss something.
Shen Li expressionlessly picked up his own thermos. “…No thanks. Coffee keeps me awake—do you need something?”
The man’s face was piled with smiles, nothing like the arrogant way he had pointed and cursed at Shen Li in the car during the first day of filming. Instead, he looked warm and friendly now, smiling so broadly the corners of his eyes wrinkled, his entire face practically spelling out the four characters “Harmony brings wealth.”
“Hehe, Xiao Shen, I really do have something I want to discuss with you. Actually last night I wanted to invite you on a date. Not because I’m trying to hit on you. I just wanted to say there’s something I’d like to talk to you about.”
Shen Li leaned back slightly, nodded, and remained somewhat cold. “Mm.”
“Okay, then I’ll say it.” Yang Zhiqi looked very career-minded, and sure enough he brought up their performance on the show, largely matching what Shen Li had expected.
“Well, you know, yesterday I earned a hundred thousand. Oh, our fishpond had a total prize pool of two hundred thousand, and I got half. I’m the kind of person who really likes fighting for first place…”
“—Get to the point.” Shen Li’s brows carried an unruly chill as he interrupted without much politeness. “Just tell me what you want from me.”
“Good! Straightforward. Then I’ll be direct. I want to cooperate with you.” Yang Zhiqi lowered his voice.
“Xiao Shen, these daytime money-making activities are almost like some other economics variety show. So I think later there will definitely be situations where cooperation is needed. Even today, I want to find a partner who can play good cop and bad cop with me!
“I looked around and you’re the most suitable!”
Shen Li: …
Yang Zhiqi continued, “These past two days, I can tell you’re the type with a particularly good heart, a sharp mouth but soft heart, extremely capable, and you don’t like forming cliques or little factions…”
Shen Li’s head started hurting. He brutally cut him off and asked coldly:
“If you’ve already figured all that out, why are you asking me to form a clique with you? Before you came over, were you imagining that I would break my principles and agree to you alone?—What makes you so special?”
Yang Zhiqi was interrupted again, and the rest of his sentence jammed in his throat.
To be honest, Shen Li’s words were genuinely not polite. At least since Yang Zhiqi became a major boss, nobody had spoken to him this mercilessly.
So Yang Zhiqi turned his head to look.
Shen Li’s face looked like an exquisitely carved statue, lines sharp and cold. His eyes remained calm, as though in every conversation between the two of them, Shen Li would always be the one with the more stable core.
Even with Yang Zhiqi’s thick skin, his expression stiffened slightly. Instinctively wanting to argue, he began, “Look at what you’re saying…”
“—Was I wrong about you?”
Yang Zhiqi’s eyebrows jumped. He felt as though Shen Li were lecturing him like a dog.
Gritting his teeth, he barely managed to continue:
“Oh, Xiao Shen, look at that temper. You’re going to offend every friend you have—look, you have such a good image, and yesterday your performance stood out. Me? Because I argued with you on the first day, netizens have been tearing me apart online these past two days!
“You have no idea. Yesterday I opened my Weibo backend and there were so many people cursing me. Brother here has genuinely been cyberbullied. That’s why I wanted you to help me repair my reputation a little! That’s all I mean. It’s only human nature. Who likes being cyberbullied?”
Shen Li: ?
Shen Li’s beautiful, emotionally cool eyes slanted toward him with a trace of puzzlement.
“But from what I can see, don’t you rather enjoy this attention?”
Yang Zhiqi: …
Shen Li’s expression did not change in the slightest. He took a sip of plain water and added, “You clearly know what’s right and wrong, yet you deliberately act absurd for attention. Honestly, do you really not think you’re pretty shameless?”
…
Silence.
One second.
Two seconds.
Yang Zhiqi really had nothing to say now. He took a sip of coffee and kept blinking. Only after more than five seconds did he sigh, shake his head, and say to Shen Li in a somewhat helpless state:
“Fine. If you care this little about popularity, then don’t be afraid of being isolated.”
“Mm.”
“I mean after the program too. Be careful.”
Shen Li: ?
Having suffered a defeat, Yang Zhiqi delivered that last output, slapped his butt, and walked away.
Shen Li remained seated and considered it for a while. It was not difficult to conclude that what Yang Zhiqi had just said really had been a threat.
Seriously unhinged.
Shen Li’s stiff expression even broke into a brief laugh. He thought the industry really had every kind of person imaginable, each one more criminally suspicious than the last. But based on Shen Li’s many years of work experience, Yang Zhiqi was probably the type who only ran his mouth. If asked to actually do something, he likely lacked the courage.
Just as Shen Li thought this, noon arrived and the System voice appeared on time.
This time, however, there was none of the arrogant, wild musical accompaniment. Only an alarm rang beneath the processed mechanical voice, painfully sharp:
“I am your Butler System. This is an important message—
“By the time you hear this message, His Excellency the Butler may already have encountered danger.”
Everyone in the living room fell silent instantly.
Shen Li also glanced toward the speaker.
During the long pause in the message, Lin Xu whispered to Kris:
“Huh? What’s going on? Wasn’t the daytime supposed to be some money-making activity?”
Kris widened his eyes behind a smile, looking a little deliberately surprised. “Wow, could today be something like rescuing His Excellency the Butler?”
“One of those deduction games? Fuck, I’m doomed, I’m doomed. My brain isn’t very good, what do I do?” Lin Xu touched his head and clicked his tongue. “Kris, you’re a PhD, right? How about you lend me your brain?”
Kris waved a hand and politely refused. “Forget it. Ask Shen Li to lend you his. He looks better at this.”
Shen Li did not respond. He glanced at the tightly locked doors and the rooms they were not allowed to return to for two hours. While he was thinking, the System voice dramatically choked again:
“Today, His Excellency the Butler rose very early. He was originally in the warehouse preparing the fish fry needed for your production activity. At approximately 5:13, the vault alarm sounded. Someone appeared to be opening the vault door. His Excellency the Butler went to investigate. Before leaving, he activated a security alert in this System and set the trigger time for exactly noon!
“If, after twelve o’clock, His Excellency the Butler has not personally disabled this System’s alert status, it means His Excellency the Butler has encountered danger…”
Shen Li’s gaze sharpened. 5:13?
The Butler System continued, “His Excellency the Butler believes that the person who triggered the vault alarm is among you! Please find clues as quickly as possible and collect evidence in the shortest time. If you rescue His Excellency the Butler, this System will reward you generously!
“—Because this System immediately closed and sealed every gate of the estate, and no gate currently shows any signs of damage, even if His Excellency the Butler is in danger, he must still be somewhere on the estate! Begin! Start collecting evidence as quickly as possible!”
“Wow! We really guessed it! This is so exciting!” Lin Xu exclaimed, raising his right hand and rapidly combing his slightly long hair back twice.
Ke Jiujiu had already moved beside Lin Xu. She instinctively clutched his arm. “I’m terrified of this kind of thing. What do I do, big bro? I’m doomed. If I’d known there was a segment like this, I wouldn’t have come…”
At this moment, Yang Zhiqi and Jiang Nan, who had somehow started associating with each other again, both stood up from the sofa.
Yang Zhiqi took the lead. “All right. Everyone, let me say a few simple things.”
?
The entire room turned toward Yang Zhiqi.
Except Shen Li.
Shen Li only felt his temples starting to ache.
Why was it this kind of work again?
…
Wasn’t continuing to work as a security guard like yesterday afternoon much better?
The man continued, “Jiang Nan and I actually discussed it during those two hours just now. We thought today might be a deduction-and-manhunt project. Unexpectedly, we really guessed it…”
Blah blah blah. Shen Li stopped listening after that.
It went on for more than three minutes.
Only when Jiang Nan began speaking did Shen Li return his attention and look over.
Compared with Yang Zhiqi, Jiang Nan looked very modest, even somewhat gentle and refined. Before speaking, he even tugged at the cuff of his shirt today—as if wearing that in the middle of summer was not hot.
“Ahem. Here’s the thing. I’ll say a couple of things too—everyone probably noticed these past two days that I’m not someone who likes expressing himself much, but today really is the time for all of us to unite, so I’ll put one card on the table.”
“Wow, Brother Jiang, you’re not about to make an opening move and immediately identify the killer, are you?” Ke Jiujiu had clearly forgotten her fear already. She became increasingly excited as she spoke and unconsciously shook Lin Xu’s arm. Lin Xu glanced at Kris, his Adam’s apple moving, then pulled his arm free.
Jiang Nan said, “No, of course not. This isn’t Werewolf. There’s no Seer or anything. I just wanted to say that I’ve participated in the full production process for quite a few detective-and-deduction variety shows and film or television projects—oh, this doesn’t count as revealing my profession, right? Probably not. I’m only giving a broad field. So I’m genuinely familiar with this area.”
Lin Xu’s eyes immediately lit up. “Wow, you’re that impressive, bro?”
Li Weiwei could not help rolling her eyes dramatically and turned her face completely away.
Shen Li remained motionless in the corner, taking every expression and movement in the room into view.
He cast a faint glance over, his pale, cool face still looking listless.
Until Yang Zhiqi inexplicably dragged him in again:
“Hey? Shen Li, do you have any objections?”
Shen Li gave a faint, amused breath. So you want to take command but still have to hypocritically ask, “Any objections?”
“No,” Shen Li said. “I’ll follow the arrangement.”