[Seriously, a haunted house escape room can have so many twists and turns?]
[I suspected Miao Miao was the bad guy before, but I didn't expect her to turn so blatantly. Okay, I can't guess where this is going anymore.]
[Isn't it obvious? It must be the Taoist priest's doing. He separated the two people, but I don't quite understand, what's the priest trying to achieve?]
"What for? This is a good place," the Taoist priest said with a smile. "As long as the people in this place are trapped, I can absorb their resentment and become superior."
Fang Miaomiao fell silent upon hearing this.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zhiyan asked.
"Don't you think these lines are a bit chuunibyo?"
"A bit," Wen Zhiyan nodded, "and rather silly."
The smile on the Taoist priest's face froze. He looked at the camera, amused and exasperated. "Ahem, Director, I told you these lines were chuunibyo, but you didn't believe me. Now everyone in the livestream knows that the Taoist priest in your haunted house is a chuunibyo youth."
"How can you talk about your boss behind his back?" a voice came from the speaker.
"I'm talking to your face," the Taoist priest said, scratching his head indignantly. "If you don't believe me, go check the livestream. I bet everyone watching is laughing at me."
In the monitoring room, the boss looked at his staff in confusion. "Is someone really making fun of the lines I wrote in the livestream?"
That's not right. When he read them, they felt passionate and exciting. How did they become chuunibyo in someone else's mouth?
"Director, we're telling the truth." The staff member held up his phone. The teasing in the livestream made the boss blush inexplicably.
It seemed, perhaps, maybe they were a little chuunibyo.
"Alright, alright. Since that's the case, let them go."
The Taoist priest was dumbfounded when he received the order. He stepped aside. "You can go."
The group looked at the bright sunshine outside for a long time before they realized.
They were actually invited out of the haunted house?
They hadn't even completed their mission.
"Could it be... because we said their lines were too chuunibyo?" Ye Fei tentatively suggested.
"Really?" Fang Miaomiao scratched her head and looked at the firmly closed door of the haunted house. "Uh, should I go apologize to him now?"
"No need," Wen Zhiyan gently took Fang Miaomiao's hand. "We can go play somewhere else. The amusement park is big, and there are other fun things to do."
"Then let's split up," Cui Mantong also said.
"Okay."
The three teams separated in front of the haunted house.
[Good heavens, for a moment I didn't know what to say. Miao Miao just spoke the truth and got kicked out by the boss of the haunted house, hahaha.]
[Actually, I think this method is pretty good. Next time I'm scared in a haunted house, I'll complain to the camera, and maybe I'll even be carried out by two handsome NPCs.]
[The one upstairs, what's your sleeping position? You actually have such dreams. By the way, me too.]
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In an instant, countless people were drawn to visit that haunted house.
After a day of playing.
Fang Miaomiao completely collapsed on a corner of the sofa. "Indeed, sightseeing also requires energy."
Cui Mantong was also collapsed in another corner.
Chen Huan poured them cups of hot water.
"Thank you," Zhou Jiaxin nodded gratefully.
"You're welcome," Chen Huan shook her head, took a sip of tea, and her gaze occasionally lingered on the figure busy in the kitchen.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Huan smiled. "I didn't expect Ye Fei to learn to cook."
Zhou Jiaxin was surprised and followed her gaze. She looked at the busy figures inside and a smile appeared in her eyes. "If it were in the past, I wouldn't have expected my husband to enter the kitchen either."
Cui Mantong waved her hand casually. "What's the big deal? Whoever wants to cook, let them cook. It doesn't mean that if a man doesn't cook for you, he doesn't love you."
Zhou Jiaxin smiled, looking at the figures in the kitchen.
[Why do I feel something is strange? Is something going to happen?]
[Don't talk nonsense. Jiaxin and her husband have a very good relationship. Maybe she just envies the younger girls and is thinking about her own youth.]
After having dinner together in the living room, the group retired to their respective rooms.
"Are you still tired?" Wen Zhiyan asked. "Shall I get you some water to soak your feet?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head. "It's okay, I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after resting."
Wen Zhiyan nodded slightly, tidied up Fang Miaomiao's clothes. "When we go home tomorrow, we can pick up An'an from school."
"Okay," Fang Miaomiao's spirits lifted. "After picking up An'an, let's take him out to play for a bit, and then have dinner at home."
"Sure, Miao Miao, whatever you arrange."
Fang Miaomiao's eyes filled with longing. "I wonder how much An'an has grown this week. Will he still recognize me? What if he's not as close to me anymore?"
Hearing this, Wen Zhiyan felt a little helpless but quickly finished tidying up. He got up and hugged Fang Miaomiao on the bed. "Why would you think that?"
Fang Miaomiao shook her head.
"In An'an's heart, your status is much higher than mine. That kid might not even give me a second glance."
Perhaps that kid had already prepared a gift for Miao Miao during this time.
After hugging Fang Miaomiao for a while, Wen Zhiyan let her go to take a shower, while he packed the miscellaneous small items.
Then he blew dry Miao Miao's hair.
Every action was as gentle as could be.
This scene made the viewers in the livestream exclaim that they were full, and even said that Fang Miaomiao must have saved the world in her previous life to meet someone as wonderful as Wen Zhiyan in this life.
After coaxing Fang Miaomiao to sleep, Wen Zhiyan tiptoed and held her tightly in his arms, then slept.
A night of sweet dreams.
"Mom."
Fang Miaomiao squatted down and opened her arms to An'an in the distance.
Wen Yan'an ran over and hugged Fang Miaomiao tightly, asking excitedly, "Mom, why are you back so early today?"
"Because Mom missed An'an, so I wanted to come back early to pick you up."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Don't you two need to get in the car?" Wen Zhiyan asked subtly.
Once in the car.
Wen Yan'an mysteriously asked Fang Miaomiao to close her eyes.
Fang Miaomiao closed her eyes, asking what surprise it was.
Wen Yan'an pursed his lips and carefully took a box out of his small backpack.
"Mom," he said, gripping the small box tightly, taking a deep breath, and said to Fang Miaomiao, "You can open your eyes now."