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Gu Lan clenched her fist, the freshly done nails pricking into her palm.
“Master Gu, you’re not that much older than me anyway.”
That single call of “Aunt Lan” truly stabbed her heart.
She had been in the entertainment industry for over ten years, and this was the first time anyone dared to call her “Aunt Lan” to her face.
Gu Lanyi remained as cold and distant as ever. “Master Gu, don’t you dislike being called ‘sister’ by others?”
Gu Lan: “…”
Bai Xiaoxian smiled, trying to smooth things over: “How about we just draw lots as the show team suggested?”
At that, Gu Lan had nothing to say.
If she objected again, who knew how much she would be criticized in the live chat.
Breakfast was provided by the production team, and the guests only needed to cook lunch and dinner.
So, the six guests were split into two groups.
One group was responsible for lunch, the other for dinner.
The draw decided that Li Fan, Gu Lanyi, and Bai Xiaoxian formed one group; the other three formed the other group.
Li Fan didn’t care much; after all, she didn’t really get along well with any of the guests.
Gu Lanyi indeed didn’t know how to cook and even making a few dishes was difficult for her.
In the end, she spoke up: “How about I wash the dishes, and you two handle the cooking?”
Li Fan and Bai Xiaoxian both agreed.
In the kitchen, only Li Fan and Bai Xiaoxian remained. Li Fan wasn’t much of a talker, so Bai Xiaoxian kept up the conversation.
006: [He’s deliberately taking advantage of you.]
Li Fan curled her lips coldly—how could she not notice?
Bai Xiaoxian was washing vegetables while Li Fan chopped them.
He would intentionally or unintentionally lean closer to her, sometimes brushing her waist, sometimes touching the back of her hand.
When he reached over again, Li Fan tilted her hand; the knife’s edge grazed his wrist, leaving a red mark—she almost cut his vein.
“Ouch… Sorry, Master Bai! I’m not very good at cooking. You better not come too close to me, or I might accidentally chop your hand next time.”
Bai Xiaoxian’s lips turned pale. The cold glint of the knife blade was vivid, and he was indeed scared.
“Alright, I won’t get close to you.” He forced a smile.
At first, he thought Li Fan was just a minor background figure, easy to handle.
Since the show started until now, he realized clearly: she was someone who wouldn’t suffer any losses.
Li Fan really wasn’t skilled at cooking — that was true.
Though she was an adopted daughter, the Shen family had a dedicated cook, so she never had to cook.
Later, after graduating university, she never had the chance to work and married Han Xuzhou, so she had even less need to enter the kitchen.
[Even Han Xuzhou never ate my cooking — lucky for them.]
Li Fan learned on the spot by scrolling on Douyin, watching videos to learn, and cooked a few simple dishes.
Tomato scrambled eggs, stir-fried pork…
A mix of meat and vegetables, it actually looked quite decent.
The group sat around the table, each with their own thoughts, and no one thanked anyone, just sat down and ate.
Ruan Li took two bites, and Li Fan felt her seat wasn’t even warmed up before she heard her say, “I’m full. Everyone, enjoy your meal.”
Bai Xiaoxian was surprised: “You only took two bites.”
Ruan Li smiled helplessly, “Can’t help it. I’ve always had a small appetite, everyone knows that.”
[Yes, yes, Li Li really has a small appetite.]
[Me too, you don’t understand the trouble of having a small appetite.]
[No wonder Li Li is so thin.]
Li Fan ignored her and kept eating.
Suddenly, she felt she might actually have a talent for cooking.
Ruan Li glanced at her and exclaimed deliberately, “Sister Li Fan, you weigh 96 jin already; maybe stop eating more.”
Li Fan kept her gaze forward and continued eating.
After swallowing the food in her mouth, she finally said, “If you like being thin so much, I’ll pack you in a box later — seven jin including the person and the box — wouldn’t that be better?”
Ruan Li didn’t react immediately; when her mind caught up, she finally understood what Li Fan meant.
Before she could retort, Li Fan continued: “We are actors; I understand wanting to strictly control your figure. But this mindset, you can apply it to yourself, but it’s not something to promote. I’m not advocating obesity; I just want everyone to have a clear understanding of their own body weight and reject PUA. Because with my height, 120 jin is still not fat.”
Ruan Li gritted her teeth, “What do you mean? Are you saying I’m PUA’ing others?”
“Not at all. I just want to tell you: be strict with yourself and lenient with others.” Li Fan leisurely wiped her mouth.
[Finally, someone said what I was thinking! I’m 168 cm tall, 106 jin, definitely not fat, but the boys in class keep saying I’m fat.]
[Everyone knows no matter how thin girls are, they get called fat, and no matter how heavy boys are, they get called strong.]
[Only enemies want you to be weak; sisters, don’t be PUA’ed.]
[Actors need strict control over their bodies because on camera, even a little fat shows up, and their job demands them to be slim. But this standard should not be applied to the general public!]
[Reject PUA. I had a high school classmate who developed anorexia because of dieting.]
Ruan Li angrily pushed her chair back, kicked it away without picking it up, and stormed off.
No one paid attention to her — who told her to provoke Li Fan?
After eating, Bai Xiaoxian took the initiative to clear the dishes.
Li Fan smiled, “Master Gu, it’s your turn.”
Gu Lanyi’s footsteps stopped. Looking at the mess on the table, her face fell.
She thought since Bai Xiaoxian had already started, she didn’t need to.
Bai Xiaoxian only cleared a few dishes, then took out a wet towel to wipe his hands.
“Then it’s your trouble, Master Gu.”
Gu Lanyi curled her lips slightly, ignoring him, and started clearing the dishes, her whole demeanor full of displeasure.
Viewers felt this live stream shattered quite a few illusions.
[Why is she throwing such a fit? Wasn’t she the one who offered to wash the dishes?]
[Bai Xiaoxian even helped her willingly; shouldn’t she feel grateful?]
“Yi Yi doesn’t talk much. She’s not rude; don’t misunderstand her.”
“Please, just because she talks less doesn’t mean she has no mouth — isn’t that still rude? NCF is unbelievable, even this can be defended.”
Gu Lanyi didn’t know the bullet chat was noisy. She suppressed her disgust and took the dishes into the kitchen.
Looking at the grease-stained bowls and plates, she was full of disdain.
Even wearing gloves, she felt disgusting.
After some mental struggle, she decided to find a way to solve this problem once and for all.
In the end, she pretended to be careless and knocked all the dishes off the table.
A stack of bowls crashed to the floor, making a loud clattering sound.
“Oh no, the dishes broke!”
Viewers in the live chat: [……]
[So… she doesn’t know there’s a camera in the kitchen?]
[Such poor acting, I used to think she acted well!]
[Are dishes not free these days? If those broke, no dinner tonight?]
[I can’t take it, the illusion is completely shattered, I’m going to cry.]
[Let’s not be so harsh; I think Yi Yi didn’t do it on purpose — probably a camera angle problem.]
When the other guests came over, Gu Lanyi shrugged, wearing a not-so-sincere look of regret.
“Sorry, I accidentally broke the dishes. It shouldn’t be a big deal, right?”