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Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself - Chapter 442: She Manages, He Does the Work

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Chapter 442: Chapter 442: She Manages, He Does the Work

Having trouble sleeping?

She gently brushed aside the hair on her forehead, tucked it behind her ear, and said casually:

"Just want to live somewhere quieter? Then you should have rushed here immediately! I thought you were moving slowly because you didn’t like this place. Now that we’ve set our things down, we’re not switching. You should ask someone else to swap with you."

In the room, Xie Qingci opened his suitcase, glanced at Yu Xia, and then resumed lowering his head and taking things out to arrange.

He had no intention of accommodating the two people downstairs at all.

Zhou Yu and Liu Yicheng felt a bit awkward hearing Yu Xia’s words. After whispering a couple of sentences, Zhou Yu raised her head again:

"Initially, we thought we’d just pick a random place, didn’t expect it to be so quiet here. Also, this small building looks quite old, are you sure you don’t want to switch? There’s a beautiful garden house at the back."

"No need. You can check out the furthest house on the left; it should be similarly quiet."

Zhou Yu seemed to want to say something more, but noticing Liu Yicheng’s sour expression, she let him pull her away.

The entire internet audience participated in the show through live comments.

[Initially, I thought switching rooms was no big deal, but hearing Yu Xia’s reasoning, it makes sense. If you want peace and quiet, why not come early and grab a spot?]

[Zhou Yu does look like she has trouble sleeping, like she might clasp her chest and faint at any moment. Is it because of relationship issues?] 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

[There’s an indescribable awkwardness about Zhou Yu; it’s gloomy. Liu Yicheng seemed like he wanted to explode twice.]

[No wonder they are on the verge of breaking up.]

[Tsk, tsk, Xie Qingci’s card was first found by Zheng Jinjin. Yu Xia didn’t even want to pick that one! Seems like even an outsider understands more about her boyfriend’s persona!/doghead]

[Xie Qingci has the coldest face but says the boldest things. Brother, is this how you wooed your older sister?]

[I’m embarrassed for them. Didn’t Ling Yan and Qian Ling declare their feelings were strong, just short of making it official? How can they know so little about each other? Are they in love with the idealized version of one another?]

[Xie Qingci: Ignoring the outside world, only wanting to share a big bed with my older sis]

[Ahhh, are they about to cohabit live?! Is this something a single person like me can watch?]

[This is a bit different than how I imagined the bold older sister × innocent puppy dog dynamic would unfold.]

[It’s just starting and already so entertaining. As a fan of lively shows, I’m loving it!/fly rubbing hands.jpg]

Seeing Zhou Yu and Liu Yicheng leave unhappily, Yu Xia didn’t even raise an eyebrow.

She couldn’t care less about their mood, turned back into the room, and joined Xie Qingci in unpacking.

Not everything needs to be unpacked, but Yu Xia is used to hanging clothes outside. Here, there’s just a medium-sized old wardrobe with no hanging rod inside.

She stood in front of the wardrobe holding a pile of folded clothes for a while, and Xie Qingci came to her side.

"Should I make a rack?"

"You know how to do that?" she asked in surprise.

"It’s simple, just cut a few tree branches. Want to come with me? We can also check out the villagers’ stalls and buy some ingredients for dinner."

Yu Xia didn’t think too much about it. They always functioned as she managed while he did the work. It seemed reasonable and there was no harm in tagging along.

She grabbed the cash she specifically brought, locked the small building’s courtyard gate, and set off with him.

Strolling on this country road was like an old married couple taking a walk after dinner.

They hadn’t walked more than two meters when Xie Qingci naturally reached over and took her hand.

She silently glanced at him and then turned her head to look at the scenery on the other side.

They were the only ones holding hands and wandering around at this time. A few people entering and leaving the nearby big house saw them, greeted them, and watched them walk off from the yard gate.

Zheng Jinjin was curious and asked: "Where are they going?"

With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, Wang Xuchun shook his head: "Not sure, maybe on a date?"

Ling Yan, who was squatting nearby taking photos, chuckled: "No way, who goes on a date in the middle of the afternoon? After such a long car ride, I’m exhausted."

If they deliberately chose to go out during a time when everyone else was settling in, they must be going out to show off their affection.

The three of them were silent for a moment as if deep in thought, and didn’t continue the conversation.

Half an hour later, Xie Qingci had chosen the perfect branch in his dreams, sawed it off using tools borrowed from the production team, bound it with rope, and was on his way back.

Passing through a canola field, they took a detour to check out the villagers’ stalls.

Kind-faced old ladies were sitting under a large tree by the roadside, with a layer of woven bags underneath, displaying some vegetables.

They were all leafy greens and turnips; Xie Qingci picked some, and Yu Xia followed him to pay.

They also bought a few eggs, and off they went, carrying everything home.

At the edge of the fields, the sky was bright, the clouds thin, and the scenery was lovely. It would be nice to buy a little house here to retire in when we get older.

After tying the branches together with ropes and crossing them, three in a set, and placing a rod horizontally over them, the simple clothing rack was done.

When Xie Qingci finished making it, Yu Xia was nowhere to be seen in the room. He didn’t hang up the clothes and started looking for her all over the house, up and down.

"Sis."

"Yu Xia?"

No response, the house was silent.

He stepped outside the courtyard and called out a couple more times, yet there was no answer.

Just as he was about to call her, Yu Xia popped out from across the road, holding a fist-sized red tomato.

They looked at each other over the low courtyard wall as Yu Xia pushed the gate open and came in.

"Were you looking for me?"

Xie Qingci: "I thought you ran away."

Yu Xia: "......" What the heck.

She lifted the tomato and juggled it in her hand: "An old lady gave me a tomato. They have lots of vegetables in their field. What should we have for dinner? How about tomato and egg noodles?"

"Okay. The coat rack’s done too."

She let out an "oh," then saw him tilt his head slightly.

This was a familiar hint between them, indicating he’d done something and wanted a reward beyond words.

But they were on live TV, broadcasting to the whole nation right now.

After hesitating for two seconds, Xie Qingci pointed to himself again, making it obvious.

"Like a child," she pretended to complain, then stood on her tiptoes to kiss him before nonchalantly directing him to cook.

Xie Qingci looked like he’d just taken a magic elixir, in a good mood, he took the tomato from her hand and headed to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Yu Xia, acting like a lounging lord, brought out a chair, sat under the eaves, and drifted off in the breeze.

This love variety show didn’t seem all that entertaining. It was just daily life scenes, she thought. These everyday occurrences didn’t reveal much about a person’s temperament or character, provoking no online discussion.

It was indeed a bit dull.

Once the tomato and egg noodles were ready, they sat in the courtyard, chatting occasionally as they slurped noodles, watching as dusk settled and the birds returned to their nests.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the courtyard gate, a staff member outside.

"Xie Qingci, the village elementary school needs a simple ping-pong table and basketball hoop set up. All the guys are going to help, you should get ready and join them."

Xie Qingci nodded, looked at Yu Xia without a word, and moved his mouth slightly, but before he could speak, Yu Xia put on an alert expression.

"Don’t even think about it; I’m not going."

Every fiber of her being screamed, "I’d sooner sleep to death here than help out for free."

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