After I fell in the romance drama, my nemesis kissed me.

"Zhenbo, it's not as complicated as you think. You only need to draw once."

This time we're preparing for a team competition, not an individual one.

"Okay, go ahead and draw whatever you want. We'll play whatever you draw."

"No, it's a draw by the guests."

"Guest draw?"

Lin Yu looked at the camera and said calmly, "The guests will draw. Who will draw? What if they draw something bad? Who will be responsible?"

"Yes, I think Lin Yanyan's dad is right. Who's responsible if someone draws a bad one?"

"They all seem like a bunch of old foxes."

"..."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it."

Since I'm the one drawing the lottery, I have no control over what I get.

"Wait, you have to draw in the live stream, otherwise it's not fair. How will anyone know how many times you drew?"

Zhou Min paused for a moment.

"What, you think we'd let you smoke in private? Do you think I don't know you?"

"Okay! I'll draw one in the live stream."

Zhou Min turned to Zhou Xing and called out, "Zhou Xing, come here and carry this box inside."

Zhou Xing sighed and walked over to pick up the box.

"Uncle, why do I feel like a donkey, and a donkey that doesn't get paid?"

The sound entered the live broadcast room and instantly stirred up a huge wave of excitement.

"No salary? Heartless director!"

"..."

"What do you mean no salary? The phone you've ripped off is enough to pay you for eight lifetimes. Hurry up, don't force me to take it back."

"hey-hey."

Zhou Xing chuckled awkwardly, quickly walked outside, and muttered to himself:

"It was just a joke, why are you so jealous? Tch~"

Why does it seem like my partner isn't saying anything? Is it just my imagination?

"It's not my imagination, I didn't say that either (´o̴̶̷̤ㅂo̴̶̷̤`)"

"It's probably because my parents are there. After all, when my parents are around, my partner and I don't talk to each other, because it's awkward."

"..."

Zhou Min unfolded the slip of paper, on which were written several large characters: Family Showdown.

"As you've all seen, tomorrow's challenge is a 'Family Showdown.' Shall I explain the rules to you?"

"Tell me about it, director."

"it is good."

It's finally not those old foxes anymore; Lin Yanyan is much better.

"The family competition is divided into two groups: the parents' group and the children's group."

It mainly consists of two parts: Pictionary and Watermelon Relay.

"Wait a minute, everyone knows the 'Pictionary' game, but this watermelon relay game? Is it a watermelon-eating contest?"

"No, it's a watermelon relay. As the name suggests, it's about carrying watermelons. You need to line up in a row and carry them from the starting point to the finish line. The team that carries the most watermelons wins."

"Alright, that concludes today's recording. Don't forget our usual segment."

"Okay, we're not stupid. Let's go."

Lin Yanyan stood up and pulled Jian Qingqing up.

"Mom, let's go."

"Hey, don't rush, take your time."

The moonlight slanted down from the sky and shone into a room with the lights on.

"Old Meng, what do you think of my son?"

"What do you mean, 'how is it'? It's nothing!"

"Don't talk nonsense. You have to be honest. Come on, have a drink."

Xu Tao pulled Meng Zhenbo to clink glasses again, and in the blink of an eye, the wine was already down his throat.

"Find your conscience, what do you think of my son and your daughter?"

Tell me, aren't they a perfect match?

They want to get me drunk and trick me into talking. I'd like to see who gets whom drunk.

Meng Zhenbo smiled mysteriously and remained silent.

That's not right. In the past, this person would have been drunk long ago.

Xu Tao was completely baffled, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Hurry, hurry, time's almost up!"

Zhou Xing grabbed a megaphone and shouted into the recording studio.

"Director, the watermelon, we can't find the watermelon."

"What? Zhou Xing!"

Zhou Min strode to Zhou Xing's room, where there was a loud knocking on the door.

"What are you doing? Didn't you say not to wake me in the morning?"

"Where did you put the watermelons that were delivered yesterday?"

"Isn't it right here in the car?"

"In the car? Didn't I tell you to unload the watermelons and put them in the yard outside?"

Zhou Min was furious when he saw Zhou Xing cover his head with the blanket, so he reached out and pulled the blanket off.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep! You're still sleeping!"

"Eh, no?!"

Zhou Xing suddenly sat up and pulled the blanket over himself.

"Zhou Min, are you sick? If you are, go get treated!"

"Still sleeping! Get up! Hurry up!"

"Hehe, shall we go down now?"

Zhen Qiao changed into a tracksuit.

Meng Anhe smiled and said, "Mom, no need for now, let's wait a bit longer."

"By the way, where's my dad?"

Zhen Qiao glanced at the person opposite her. "Here they come."

Meng Zhenbo had his hand on Xu Tao's neck, the two of them with their arms around each other's shoulders, followed by Xu Juanniao and Xu Weiyi.

Xu Juanniao's expression was indescribable. She bypassed the two people in front of her and headed straight for Zhen Qiao and the others.

"Qiaoqiao, let's go, let's ignore them."

"Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk at all."

Meng Zhenbo retorted, but the flush on his face couldn't lie. Xu Tao was the same; his eyes seemed to be veiled in mist.

"Mom, I've never seen Director Xu drunk before!"

"Oh dear, child, why are you calling him Director Xu? Call him Uncle Xu instead."

Xu Juanniao patted Meng Anhe, and as soon as her hand touched him, Meng Anhe's body stiffened. Xu Juanniao paused, then chuckled.

"Alright, alright, I won't touch you anymore."

Turning to Zhen Qiao, he said, "Look at this child, she's still shy around strangers."

"Alright, stop acting. I know you too well."

"Hehe, this is your Aunt Xu. She used to hold you when you were little."

Meng Anhe's lips twitched.

What is this?

What are some common conversation starters for parents?

"Hehe, what are you standing there for? Call for help!"

"Ah, okay."

Meng Anhe responded, looked at Xu Juanniao, and swallowed hard.

"Um, Aunt Xu, hello."

"Okay, okay."

Xu Juanniao took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Meng Anhe's wrist. She examined it for a moment, then smiled and turned to look at Zhen Qiao.

"Ah Qiao, look, isn't it pretty?"

Zhen Qiao glanced at the bracelet on Meng Anhe's hand, then looked at Xu Juanniao.

"Is this confirmed?"

"What else can we do? Didn't we already make it a date?"

Meng Anhe sensed something was wrong and tried to pull her hand back, but Xu Juanniao held on tightly. Meng Anhe covered her lips with her upper lip and looked up at Xu Weiyi.

His eyes clearly told me to hurry up and help.

Xu Weiyi smiled and stepped forward to tug at Xu Juanniao.

"Mom, you're pinching Ah-He too hard."

Did you pinch me too hard?

Xu Juanniao looked at her son, who was looking down, and instantly understood. She smiled and let go of his hand.

"Qiaoqiao, let's go, those two have already gone downstairs."

"Let's go, so we don't annoy people later."