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

"How did you all get in here?"

Jian Qingqing smiled slightly and looked at Zhen Qiao.

"Can you do me a favor?"

Yan Chenxi followed Jian Qingqing into the kitchen. Zhen Qiao glanced at her and gave a faint "hmm".

"I don't know what she was thinking..."

Xu Juanniao spoke in a very low voice, and the knife made a sound on the cutting board.

"Stop talking! There are a lot of people here. We just cleared it away; do you really have to make another commotion?"

"Qiaoqiao, what are you saying? Do you think I'm the kind of person who thrives on chaos?"

Zhen Qiao picked up the water she had just poured and looked at Xu Juan Niao.

"How could I not know you?"

"I can tell the difference between big and small matters, okay?"

Xu Juanniao put down the knife in her hand and glanced at Zhen Qiao lightly.

"Well, Chenxi, Qingqing can help us here. You go and rest with the children."

"Qingqing, quickly help me wash this celery."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

"Dad, I really didn't do this. Don't you know your son?"

"Xu Weiyi, you!"

Xu Tao stood up, looked at his son standing straight in front of him, and felt a surge of anger.

"Let me tell you, if this were home, I would beat you to death, you little brat."

"Alright, Dad, I really didn't do this. Who knew it would turn out like this?"

After Xu Weiyi finished speaking, she looked at Xu Tao and said softly:

"Dad, to tell you the truth, I am the planner of this program, but I really didn't know anything about what happened today. If I had known, I would never have contacted Zhou Min."

"You're even blaming your Uncle Zhou now, you little rascal."

Dong dong dong

"Old Xu, come out and have a chat."

Meng Zhenbo's voice rang out from outside the door.

Oh no, when did Uncle Meng arrive?

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and open the door! Are you just going to leave your future father-in-law standing outside?"

Xu Weiyi's ears turned crimson as she looked at Xu Tao.

"Dad, will everything be alright?"

He lowered his voice unconsciously and glanced at Xu Tao every now and then.

"Open the door! I know you two are inside."

You brat, you've wasted my good words on you.

"Yuanyuan, look at this variety show, should we... just stop participating?"

"Dad, wasn't it you who taught me to finish what I started? How can I give up halfway?"

For some reason, Lu Yuan felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Lu Yangcheng's words.

"Okay, if you don't want to, then let's finish recording it."

"Thank you, Dad."

"You silly child, why are you thanking me?"

As soon as Lu Yangcheng's hand touched Lu Yuan's head, Lu Yuan quickly dodged away.

"Dad, I'm not a child anymore, could you please stop touching my head?"

Should I tell Anhe?

Xu Weiyi leaned back in her chair, looking at the ceiling.

No, it's better to know from me than from someone else.

Xu Weiyi stood up and walked towards Meng Anhe's room.

"Qingqing".

Zhen Qiao called out, but Jian Qingqing didn't respond. She looked towards the vegetable washing area and saw that Jian Qingqing was still in a daze. She then gestured to Xu Juanniao with her eyes.

Xu Juanniao shook her head and shrugged. Zhen Qiao sighed, wiped her hands, walked to Jian Qingqing's side, and picked up the dishes.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jian Qingqing's ears twitched, and when she turned her head, she found Zhen Qiao standing next to her.

"I'm fine."

"We did know each other before, but don't overthink it. We don't have that much going on on this show."

If you have no selfish motives, then you have selfish motives, right?

Jian Qingqing didn't say anything, she just kept washing the vegetables with her head down, and Zhen Qiao sighed.

"I know that no matter what I say, you won't believe me."

"But we won't hurt your daughter, and your daughter is so smart, I think they may have already told her."

Jian Qingqing paused, then remained silent.

Zhen Qiao picked up the washed vegetables, returned to the cutting board, and continued chopping.

I suddenly realized that I'm actually quite hypocritical.

Zhen Qiao couldn't help but secretly mock him in her heart.

Trust? Hypocrisy.

No, this program can't be recorded anymore.

Jian Qingqing picked up the water and walked out of the kitchen.

"Speak, Xu Weiyi, what do you want from me? And why do you have to drag me out here?"

"Hehe, I want to tell you something, can you please not be angry?"

angry?

What did Xu Weiyi do to be so afraid of making me angry?

Meng Anhe shrugged and looked at Xu Weiyi.

"Xu Weiyi, you know I never make empty promises."

Meng Anhe rested her chin on one hand and covered her mouth with the other, yawning softly.

"Just tell me what's wrong, I'm a little sleepy."

Xu Weiyi rubbed her hands together, while Meng Anhe narrowed her eyes.

What did this person do?

"Hurry up, or I'm going back."

Meng Anhe stood up and looked down at Xu Weiyi with a slightly condescending air.

Meng Anhe looked at Xu Weiyi, who was still silent, and sighed.

"If you really haven't figured out how to say it, then don't bother me. I'm leaving now. Come find me when you've thought it through."

"etc."

Xu Weiyi stood up and called out to Meng Anhe, who was turning around. Meng Anhe turned around and looked at Xu Weiyi.

"Hurry up, I'm sleepy."

"So, what do you think of this show?"

Meng Anhe frowned. "Just get to the point. Why beat around the bush?"

"Anhe, just say it."

"Hurry up and make it alright."

Meng Anhe sat down again and looked up at Xu Weiyi.

"What? You have something to do with this show?"

Xu Weiyi looked into Meng Anhe's eyes, but couldn't bring herself to say "yes." Meng Anhe stirred.

"Okay, I understand. You do have a connection with this production team."

"Is there anything else?"

Forget it, I can't let Anhe find out from other people.

"there is none left."

"Anhe, I'm the planner for this program."

Meng Anhe stood up and looked at Xu Weiyi, whose gaze fell into Meng Anhe's eyes.

"It wasn't me. I didn't do what Lin Yanyan did, and this has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, I understand. Anything else?"

"No, no, that's all."

"That's all?"

"right."

Xu Weiyi looked at Meng Anhe's calm demeanor, not the anger she had expected, and suddenly felt a little scared.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why would I be angry? What's there to be angry about?"

Meng Anhe leaned casually against the big tree and smiled.

"Is such a small matter worth hesitating about for so long?"

"By the way, what do you think about Luo Chuanheng and Senior Sister Lu's situation?"

"How am I supposed to see it? I don't know exactly what happened between them."

"Heng'er, do you still want to record?"

"Record? Why not record? And why shouldn't I record?"

"Okay, as long as you know your limits."

"Let's go, Xu Weiyi, we should go."

"Let's go back."

"Mom, let me help you serve the dishes."

"Alright, Yan Yan, just wait to eat. I didn't cook today, so try their cooking."

"All right."

Why do I suddenly feel so useless?