Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Since you're all dragging your feet and not taking the initiative, then don't blame this fairy for being ruthless.

This is called "necessary tactical intervention" for the sake of family harmony.

The clock on the wall ticked away, and the hands finally moved to 10:30.

"Yawn—" Yu Le stretched, his lazy skeleton cracking and popping.

He casually tossed the remote control onto the coffee table and stood up.

"Alright, this pre-Spring Festival Gala hype is giving me a headache. It's all so sentimental. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, he shuffled off in his flip-flops and wobbled toward the guest room.

Liu Xiaoli rubbed her slightly sore neck and stood up to tidy the table.

"Sisi, you should go to bed early too. Don't stay up late, or you'll get dark circles under your eyes."

"Yes, Mom, as you command!"

Liu Qianqian nodded obediently, watched Liu Xiaoli walk into the master bedroom, and closed the door.

The living room lights are off.

Darkness descends.

The whole room fell silent.

Only the streetlights outside the window cast dappled light through the gaps in the curtains.

Three minutes later.

Liu Qianqian took a deep breath, and barefoot, like a nimble cat, she quietly slipped to the door of the master bedroom.

She pressed her ear against the door and listened.

I could hear a faint sound of water coming from inside; it must be my mother in the bathroom.

well.

Liu Qianqian turned around and ran towards the guest room, her expression instantly switching from "cunning" to "terrified" in an Oscar-worthy manner.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door to the storage room was banged on.

"Yu Le! Yu Le! Come out quickly!"

His voice was filled with anxiety.

With acting skills like that, if Zhang Jizhong were here, he would definitely award her a Hundred Flowers Award.

In less than three seconds, the door was pulled open.

Yu Le stared blankly at the disheveled little girl at the door.

"What's going on? Is it an earthquake? Or are Martians attacking Earth?"

"No! It's Mom!"

Liu Qianqian grabbed Yu Le's arm and dragged her away with surprising strength, unlike a frail girl who could barely open a bottle cap normally.

"What happened to your mother?"

Yu Le frowned deeply.

"There's a... a mouse in Mom's room! A huge one! And it can fly!"

As Liu Qianqian walked away with Yu Le in her hand, she made up stories in a hurried tone, as if the rat had become a spirit.

"mouse?"

Yu Le paused, almost unable to stop the car.

"This is the sixteenth floor! Where did this rat come from? Or a flying rat? Are you sure you're not seeing things?"

"Really! Mom's so scared she's hiding in the bathroom and won't come out! You need to go right now!"

Liu Qianqian didn't give him any time to think, and pushed and shoved him toward the master bedroom door.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go, alright?"

Yu Le sighed helplessly.

Although reason told him that this matter had a strange feel to it, what if it was true?

What if some unknown creature really did break in?

The two rushed to the master bedroom door.

The door was ajar.

Liu Qianqian stopped in her tracks, pointed inside, and shrank back in fear.

"It's right under the bed! A big, dark lump! Uncle Yu, you're a man, you go grab it!"

"Tsk, why aren't you this considerate when we're eating meat?"

Yu Le rolled her eyes at her, grabbed a broom from the doorway, struck a pose like "Wu Song fighting the tiger," and carefully pushed open the door and went inside.

A dim bedside lamp was on in the master bedroom.

A faint lavender scent filled the air, the smell of Liu Xiaoli's usual body lotion.

Warm and tranquil.

Where are the rats?

You can't even see a mosquito's leg.

The bathroom door was open, and Liu Xiaoli was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a bottle of serum and patting it onto her face.

Hearing the noise, she turned around and looked blankly at Yu Le, who was barging in with a broom in hand and a murderous aura.

Eyes facing each other.

The air suddenly became awkwardly quiet.

Liu Xiaoli was wearing a silk nightgown. Although it wasn't revealing, the close-fitting cut perfectly outlined her graceful figure.

Her hair was casually pulled back, with a few strands hanging down beside her slender neck, exuding a lazy and charming aura as if she had just come out of the bath.

"that……"

Yu Le coughed lightly, the broom in his hand seeming utterly superfluous.

"Sissi said... there are mice in your room?"

"mouse?"

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment.

"Where did this mouse come from? Yu Le, are you still half asleep?"

Yu Le: "..."

An ominous premonition came over me.

He turned around abruptly.

In that very instant.

"Bang!"

A loud slam of a door slammed shut behind me.

Followed by.

"Click".

That was the sound of the door lock latch popping out.

Crisp and melodious, yet like a death knell from hell.

It's locked from the inside.

"Liu! Qian! Qian!"

Yu Le almost dropped the broom in his hand. He rushed to the door and twisted the handle hard.

Not moving.

That girl is ruthless.

This is like trying to get rid of both the biological mother and the stepfather at the same time!

"Sissi? Sissi, what are you doing outside?"

Liu Xiaoli finally realized what was happening. She put down the serum in her hand, walked quickly to the door, and spoke with a mixture of anxiety and disbelief.

"Open the door! Stop joking! This is so late!"

After locking the door, Liu Qianqian leisurely put on her headphones and went back to her bedroom, so naturally she didn't respond when called.

Yu Le leaned the broom against the corner of the wall and sighed helplessly.

"Stop filming, save your energy."

He walked to the bedside, plopped down on the carpet, braced himself with his hands behind him, and looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling.

"If this girl wants to play dead, you could tear the building down and she still wouldn't hear you."

Liu Xiaoli turned around in a fit of anger, her chest heaving violently with rapid breathing.

"This child... I've spoiled her rotten! Just wait until tomorrow morning when the door opens, and I'll teach her a lesson!"

She spoke harshly, but her body betrayed her, leaning against the door, looking completely lost.

What should we do now?

A lone man and a lone woman.

Sharing a room.

She was still locked in the bedroom, a space filled with ambiguous implications.

Yu Le, on the other hand, seemed quite calm.

They come, the security.

Anyway, he's not the one who's going to suffer a loss.

"Alright, what's done is done, so let's not dwell on it."

Yu Le patted the thick carpet beneath her; it felt soft to the touch.

"This carpet is nice, it must be pure wool, right? It's softer than the bed in that shabby guesthouse in Xinchang."

"I'll just make do here tonight. You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor, we'll keep to ourselves."

Yu Le took off his coat and casually draped it over the back of the chair, leaving only a thin white T-shirt.

The T-shirt was a bit tight, vaguely outlining his smooth muscle lines.

Although this person spends all day lying around like a salted fish, their physique is surprisingly well-maintained.

Liu Xiaoli was completely dumbfounded by his series of actions.

So... it's all arranged?

There was no awkwardness, no shyness, not even the slightest hint of romantic feelings.

Is this man a reincarnation of Liu Xiahui, or does he see her as just a wooden puppet who can only dance?

"you……"

Liu Xiaoli opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

"What? Afraid I'll sleepwalk up there in the middle of the night?"

Yu Le had already lay down, his hands behind his head, turned his head to the side, and looked at her with a mocking expression.