In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 66: Not as good as a pig or a dog
In February, the capital city was covered in a blanket of snow, and as the fifth day of the lunar new year had passed, the number of people outside gradually increased.

Qin Xuan's uncle and aunt prepared some local specialties for him to take with him, and personally saw him off at the door, repeatedly telling him to behave well.

It's like going to visit your own mother.

Qin Xuan naturally took a taxi; riding an electric scooter in this freezing weather was simply torture.

He could only go to the outside of Liu Yifei's villa area, not inside. If he could go inside, fans and paparazzi could take photos of him.

However, some resourceful paparazzi still manage to sneak in and take pictures, but people are just living normal lives, driving in and out, so there's no point in taking pictures.

Liu Yifei was worried that Qin Xuan would be stopped by security guards and wouldn't be able to come in, so she waited for him outside the community for a while.

She had her hair tied in a ponytail, with messy strands in front of her forehead, and wore a long red down jacket that reached her calves. She looked very simple and plain, probably because she hadn't dressed up before going out.

However, with that fair and innocent face, she looks like the girl next door.

She saw Qin Xuan get out of a taxi and carry out many large and small bags. She stepped forward and said, "You're here, why are you carrying so much stuff?"

"This makes it seem more formal, doesn't it? It's my first time visiting your home, I can't come empty-handed." Qin Xuan put the bags on the ground, and the taxi drove away.

He then exhaled and picked up the bag from the ground with his left and right hands.

"Let me help you!" Liu Yifei saw that his hands were red from the cold and bent down to help her carry the two bags.

"No need," Qin Xuan said, raising his hand to stop him. "This is a man's job."

"You're still accusing me of being a chauvinist? It doesn't matter who brings it up, does it? Why make such a big deal out of it?"

"This isn't male chauvinism, it's a division of labor. The character for 'man' (男) has the character for 'strength' (力) at the bottom, indicating that physical labor should be done by men. The character for 'woman' (女) in oracle bone script depicts a woman sitting with her knees bent. In ancient times, there were no chairs, so people sat on their knees. Your division of labor is to manage household chores and weave, understand?" Qin Xuan explained logically.

"You always have a lot of explanations to give."

Liu Yifei took off her gloves: "Then put these gloves on me."

"It's okay, I'm used to it," Qin Xuan waved his hand.

"Put them on, there's still a long way to go." Liu Yifei's tone became more serious.

Qin Xuan glanced at her, then took the pendant and put it on his hand. He immediately felt his hands being enveloped in warmth; Liu Yifei had worn it before, so it was warm inside.

"I wonder if people will laugh at me if they see this." Qin Xuan looked at the pink gloves on her hands. They were cute and had a girlish style.

"Are you afraid people will laugh at you? Aren't you pretty shameless?" Liu Yifei said, her hands in her down jacket pockets.

The two walked towards the villa area, chatting as they went.

"I'm thick-skinned? Where did you get that idea?" Qin Xuan asked, puzzled.

"Isn't that right? Are you very familiar with my family? You come to my house to wish my mother a Happy New Year. What else is that but being shameless?" Liu Yifei was setting a trap for him, to see how he would answer, and it was also a test.

Don't be fooled by her seemingly cheerful and carefree demeanor; she's actually quite aware of what's going on.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have handed me the gloves.

"Your mother and I are business partners, and we've known each other for so long. As a junior, what's wrong with me coming to pay my respects for the New Year?" Qin Xuan explained.

"No problem?" Liu Yifei asked with a half-smile.

"No problem!" Qin Xuan said seriously.

It's understandable that someone who's not related to you would come to pay New Year's visits on such an occasion, but he couldn't overthink it, as the two of them weren't at that stage yet.

Liu Yifei turned her head away and looked into the distance, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

After walking for a while, Liu Yifei asked, "After I got drunk that day, did you take advantage of me and do anything to me?"

“I’d like to,” Qin Xuan said.

"Huh?" This answer surprised Liu Yifei. "You called me a pig, and I held back. But I'm a human being, and to take advantage of a 'pig' in a vulnerable state, wouldn't I be worse than a pig or a dog?" Qin Xuan said.

Liu Yifei screamed "Oh my god!" and immediately lost her temper, punching him several times in the shoulder and back.

This is a huge embarrassment.

Qin Xuan laughed and ran a few steps. Because he was wearing thick clothes and the blow wasn't heavy, he didn't feel any pain.

The two ran for a while before stopping. Liu Yifei was a little tired and panted, saying, "I'm telling you, you're not allowed to tell anyone about this."

"That depends on my mood. If you appease me, I can keep the secret indefinitely. If you don't, then it's uncertain." Qin Xuan seemed smug.

"Who wants to coax you? I'm not going to coax you. Anyway, as long as I hear you, I'll come after you." Liu Yifei warned fiercely, her cheeks slightly red, whether from the cold or something else.

Qin Xuan smiled, naturally not saying anything.

As the two were chatting, they arrived at the large iron gate of the villa. Liu Yifei said, "We're here!"

Qin Xuan looked up and saw that the villa's exterior was off-white and had a modern, minimalist design, giving it an understated look.

It must have been bought too early. Villas weren't expensive a few years ago, the most expensive being only 11,000 yuan per square meter. Prices only skyrocketed this year due to the financial crisis.

Pushing open the large iron gate and entering the villa, Qin Xuan looked at the front yard, where there were carefully arranged green hedges and flower beds, but they were all covered with snow in winter.

“Your house is so big!” he exclaimed.

“There are even bigger ones around here, but villas are quite troublesome and expensive to maintain,” Liu Yifei said casually.

“This shouldn’t be a problem for you, you’re such a big star,” Qin Xuan said.

"It's alright." Liu Yifei didn't explain.

Her income comes from film and television fees, endorsements, and commercial performances. When she doesn't have film or television work, she doesn't receive any fees. She earns some money from endorsements and commercial performances, but the competition is fierce.

But compared to ordinary people, they are already a high-income group.

The financial crisis is now evident, and the value of many global brands is shrinking. With no one buying things, many brands are collapsing and can only rely on government bailouts.

The situation is similar domestically; with exports hampered, things aren't going well either, which in turn makes the competition among celebrities even fiercer.

It's just that ordinary people don't feel it; there's a safety net.

Once inside, the temperature is like entering another world from the outside; it's warm and cozy inside, while outside it's freezing cold.

"Xiao Xuan, you're here." Liu Xiaoli stood in the living room, still behaving warmly; once someone comes, they're a guest.

When her daughter told her that Qin Xuan was coming, she had reservations. They were not related, and it would be the same if they met again after the New Year.

But since my daughter had already agreed, that was that.

Anyway, it's already past the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, which is traditionally a day for friends to visit each other.

"Happy New Year, Auntie. These are some local specialties sent from my hometown, like fish and lotus roots." Qin Xuan placed the items on the ground.

Liu Yifei gave him a pair of shoes to change into.

"Xiao Xuan, are you from Hubei?" Liu Xiaoli asked.

"Yes." Qin Xuan nodded.

"That means we're practically from the same hometown."

After saying that, Liu Xiaoli waved to him and said, "Come in quickly, come in quickly. Sit on the sofa in the living room for a while, and I'll cut some fruit for you."

(End of this chapter)