Huayu: Starting from retirement, sweeping across the domestic entertainment industry

That evening, Li Ran looked at Wang Churan beside her and said, "I still feel that you are more suitable to play Pei Nanwei."

Wang Churan rolled her eyes and said, "What, you're already leaning against the wall after just two rounds?"

Li Ran shook his head and said seriously, "No, I feel you have a bit of a fever, so you're more suitable for Pei Nanwei."

Upon hearing this, Wang Churan punched Li Ran, saying, "You're the one with the fever!"

"Hurry up, keep going, let me see if you're completely drained."

Li Ran smiled and said, "Let's see who's leaning on the wall tomorrow..."

……

Three days later at noon.

Sunlight streamed in through the French windows, casting a warm glow on the carpet. Douzai lay sprawled in the dappled sunlight, fast asleep, his little belly bobbing up and down.

Li Ran walked out of the e-sports room and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

He walked to the sofa and looked at Wang Churan, who was curled up watching TV: "What are we having for lunch?"

Wang Churan stared at the TV screen without turning her head: "I'm not very hungry, you can take care of it yourself."

Li Ran sat down next to her and picked up her phone to order takeout.

He swiped the screen, "Then I'll order takeout. What do you want to eat? I'll get you something?"

"No need, I'll just have a couple of bites."

After ordering takeout, Li Ran tossed his phone aside and leaned back on the sofa to watch TV with her.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Li Ran shifted slightly, but didn't get up. He looked at Wang Churan and said matter-of-factly, "Go get the takeout."

Wang Churan rolled her eyes, but still got up from his arms: "You're so lazy, my young master!"

She shuffled to the door in her slippers, opened it, and habitually extended her hand: "Thank you..."

She froze halfway through her sentence.

The person standing outside the door wasn't a food delivery guy, but a girl with her hair in a bun and dressed casually.

Those big, round eyes were staring at her, their gaze filled with undisguised hostility—it was Tian Xiwei.

Wang Churan's hand froze in mid-air.

Tian Xiwei ignored her, walked past her, and strode into the house.

Wang Churan stood at the door, paused for two seconds, then closed the door and slowly walked back.

Li Ran was still leaning on the sofa when she heard footsteps. She assumed that Wang Churan had brought back the takeout.

Without turning his head, he casually said, "Just put it on the dining table, I'll eat it later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was lightly tapped on the head.

"Eat? What are you eating?!"

Li Ran suddenly turned his head.

Tian Xiwei stood behind the sofa, looking down at him with a half-smile on her lips.

Li Ran's smile froze on his face.

"Xiaotian..." He smiled awkwardly, "What brings you here?"

Tian Xiwei snorted coldly: "What, can't I come?"

Her gaze passed over him and landed on Wang Churan, who was walking over. She sneered, "Let me see what your mistress looks like."

Wang Churan stopped and met her gaze, rolling his eyes.

The two women stared at each other from a distance of several meters, and the air grew increasingly tense.

Wang Churan spoke first, her tone cool: "Senior, why are you so irritable?"

Tian Xiwei frowned, her tone turning cold, "You just rolled your eyes at me, didn't you?"

Wang Churan tilted her head, looking completely innocent: "What's wrong, senior? Are you angry?"

She paused, then a smile curved her lips: "Then I'll apologize to you."

That tone, that expression, were clearly adding fuel to the fire.

Tian Xiwei took a deep breath and turned to Li Ran: "She just rolled her eyes at me, you saw it, right?"

Li Ran opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Tian Xiwei had already turned back and looked at Wang Churan: "Don't try to get close to me like that, senior."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly threw a punch...

A punch landed squarely on Wang Churan's shoulder.

This punch was much harder than the ones he used to hit Zhou Ye.

Wang Churan was knocked back two steps by her, clutching his shoulder, his expression changing from shock to anger.

"Tian Xiwei, what do you mean?!"

The moment Tian Xiwei threw a punch, Li Ran sprang up from the sofa, flipped over it, and squeezed between the two.

But Tian Xiwei struck too quickly, and he still couldn't stop that punch.

Wang Churan's eyes widened: "Li Ran, get out of my way!"

Tian Xiwei sneered, "Li Ran, get out of the way. She's just an outsider; she needs to know her place. Are you going to roll your eyes at me?"

Li Ran stood in the middle, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

He was truly exasperated by Tian Xiwei; she really would resort to violence at the slightest provocation.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep his tone calm: "Alright, kid, all you do is fight."

Tian Xiwei stared at him without saying a word, but she didn't rush forward any further.

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

Li Ran: "..."

He glanced at Tian Xiwei, then at Wang Churan behind him.

The two women were still facing off, one glaring at the other, the other sneering.

He dared not let anyone open the door; if he left, the two would definitely start fighting.

He turned around, grabbed Wang Churan's wrist, and lowered his voice: "Go to the bedroom for a while."

Wang Churan struggled, but couldn't break free.

She looked at Li Ran, then at Tian Xiwei, snorted coldly, but still followed him into the bedroom.

Tian Xiwei stood there, staring at the closed door, her chest heaving slightly.

Li Ran came out of the bedroom, glanced at Tian Xiwei, said nothing, and walked straight to the door.

This time it's finally takeout.

He came back with the takeout, put it on the coffee table, and sat down next to Tian Xiwei.

There was a few seconds of silence.

He said helplessly, "Why did you resort to violence again?"

Tian Xiwei snorted coldly: "Didn't you see her roll her eyes at me first?"

Li Ran opened his mouth, as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

Tian Xiwei had already opened the takeout box and picked up her chopsticks: "I'm really hungry. You can order another one."

Li Ran was stunned by her matter-of-fact attitude: "Sis, is it time to eat now?"

Tian Xiwei picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, without looking up: "Otherwise what? It's not me who's going to get beaten up."

Li Ran looked at her and suddenly felt like laughing.

In the living room, Tian Xiwei ate with a clear conscience, occasionally glancing at him with a scrutinizing, smug, and defiant look that seemed to say, "What can you do to me?"

Li Ran leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

He reordered takeout and looked at Tian Xiwei, saying, "Then you take your time eating. I'll go...check on her."

Tian Xiwei glanced at him, her tone indifferent, "What's wrong? Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Li Ran chuckled awkwardly, "Alright, you're the one who hit her."

Xiao Tian pouted and said with dissatisfaction, "She deserves it! She likes to roll her eyes, giving her a punch would be too lenient."

"I haven't even said it yet, my hand hurts from hitting you!"

Li Ran said helplessly, "Alright, I'll talk to you later..."

"Alright, go ahead! I'm doing this for your aunt's sake, not for you!" Tian Xiwei waved her hand.

Li Ran felt strange, but he nodded anyway, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Watching him leave, Tian Xiwei pursed her lips and continued eating her takeout, seemingly completely unconcerned about what had just happened...

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