Chapter 10

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The next day.

At around ten in the morning, Xiangyi received a call from her manager, Ah Nan.

He asked uneasily, "Sweetheart, are you up yet?"

Previously, Xiangyi had a bad temper when she woke up. If anyone accidentally disturbed her, they would be scolded badly.

Xiangyi turned on the speakerphone and placed her phone on the flower rack. She used gardening scissors to trim a few broken daisies.

"Hmm? What's the matter? "Her biological clock was very accurate. No matter where she was, she would wake up at seven o 'clock sharp, unless it was raining or snowing.

Ah Nan heaved a sigh of relief and said in a fawning tone, "Sweetheart, do you want to reconsider that variety show? After all, you don't have any other jobs and have nothing to do …"

Xiangyi thought for a moment and said, "Come to my house. Let's talk face to face. I'll send you the address."

After hanging up, Ah Nan was still a little confused. Didn't Xiangyi live in the company apartment? Could she have moved?

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An hour later.

Ah Nan's eyes widened as he stared at the magnificent black wrought iron gate.

There was a Roman-style fountain in front of the European-style villa. The garden … no, it should be called a manor. There were flowers everywhere. The Chinese roses bloomed the best in the late spring season. At a glance, there were at least dozens of varieties, including shrubs and vines.

Behind them was a boundless expanse of … vegetable fields.

Further away, there seemed to be a farm.

The door opened automatically. Not far away, Xiangyi, who was wearing a white cotton dress and a light-colored straw hat, waved at him. She was carrying a hand-woven rattan basket with freshly picked vegetables and fruits.

Ah Nan was worried. He jogged over to Xiangyi and looked at her with watery eyes. "Sweetheart, are you locked up here? Just like in the novels, the overbearing CEO locked you up here and you're not allowed to go anywhere. You can only be his little canary … "

Xiangyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't worry, our country has a complete set of criminal laws. This is the house my mother left me. No one is restricting my personal freedom. "

Ah Nan heaved a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "Why are there so many vegetable fields? The terrain here doesn't look like farmland. "

He had heard a little about Xiangyi's family background. He had heard that she was from a wealthy family, so he wasn't too surprised.

"Oh, it was originally a golf course, but it was renovated later."

Ah Nan:???

He thought absentmindedly, 'Is the life of the rich so simple and down-to-earth …'

"It's lunchtime. There's still a small pot of rice left from yesterday. Can we eat Egg Fried Rice?" Xiangyi tilted her head and asked.

Ah Nan: "Huh? Do you have a housekeeper? I don't know how to cook … "

He subconsciously thought that Xiangyi wouldn't either.

"I will."

"… Oh my god, you're amazing. You're really awesome!" Ah Nan went against his conscience and praised her. As the King of Rainbow Fart Managers, bragging about his own artists was a professional thing to do.

"Aiya, my dear, you haven't shown your face in a long time. Why don't you start a livestream and cook?"

Dark cuisine was dark cuisine. It was the same logic as black and red cuisine.

Ah Nan comforted himself with a very optimistic spirit, thinking that no matter how bad Xiang Yi's cooking was, he would still take a bite with no qualms about death!