In the lobby of the apartment building on the first floor.
Maomao sat on the sofa, chattering nonstop:
"Besides sweeping the yard and watering the plants, I also do some chores like laundry in the mornings."
"It's not every day, maybe once every two days or so."
"Oh, and wiping down the stair railings—I’ve only done that once, so I’m not sure how often it’s needed weekly."
"Aunt Ruxue, that’s pretty much it…"
"Wait! Taking out the trash—almost forgot something important!"
Maomao rambled on enthusiastically.
Deep down, she just wanted Aunt Ruxue to know how many new skills she’d picked up living in a shared space.
It was the classic, earnest pride of a little one showing off her growth to a parental figure.
Meanwhile, the Xia sisters stood nearby.
Xia Xiashan: "…"
Xia Yiwei: "…"
Xia Xiashan whispered, "Maomao does this much housework normally?"
Xia Yiwei whispered back, "Uh… I guess? I’m not home every day either—this is news to me!"
Xia Xiashan: "Oh no, look at Aunt Ruxue’s face."
Xia Yiwei: "She’s got that same look from years ago when she outplayed you."
Every chore Maomao listed felt like another crime pinned on Lin Yu.
Du Ruxue’s emotions churned violently inside…
That Lin Yu!
Back at home, she’d never let Maomao lift a finger.
Everything was taken care of by hired help—Maomao had been pampered relentlessly, never having known hardship.
And now?
Just a few days away, and she’s practically become Lin Yu’s personal maid?
Mengmeng really raised a fine nephew—what a talent for bossing people around!
Finally, the oblivious Maomao noticed Aunt Ruxue’s unsettling expression.
She tentatively asked,
"Aunt Ruxue… are you okay?"
"Is it too much? Too tedious?"
"I can handle it—I’m used to it by now."
Xia Xiashan and Xia Yiwei shut their eyes in despair.
Game over.
This was really game over.
Maomao had completely missed the point—she was just digging Lin Yu’s grave deeper!
Du Ruxue stood up, looking down at Maomao with an imperious gaze.
"Don’t stop. Keep going."
"Is there anything else I don’t know about?"
"Maomao, remember who taught you survival skills in the first place."
Maomao: "!!!"
Only then did it hit her—
Disaster had struck!
Aunt Ruxue’s personality… had switched!
In the kitchen, Chen Qimeng and Mao Ruirui were busy preparing breakfast for everyone.
By morning, many of the visiting guests—like Chang Xiaoxiao, Fang Xinran, Huang Feirong, and Shen Jiuyi—had already left early.
Huang Feirong and Shen Jiuyi weren’t usually early risers, but their dreams had kept them awake.
Ying’er, Ye Mengfu, and Shen Buyao were still asleep, and Chen Qimeng’s messages had gone unanswered.
Not wanting to disturb them, she set aside some food for later.
On the counter beside them, a phone propped up played a trending video from Bilibili.
Two of the top three videos were about Lin Yu.
One was a clip of Pingchuan University’s band performing at a comic convention.
The other was a professional music critic analyzing Lin Yu’s vocal technique.
"The rasp in this section is executed perfectly!"
"Don’t let his youth fool you—this singer has clearly had formal training."
"After my first listen, I tried replicating it myself multiple times."
"Push even slightly too hard, and the note cracks."
"But without enough power, it falls flat."
"Amateurs hear the spectacle; professionals hear the craft."
"Mark my words—this young man is destined for stardom."
"Check my past prediction videos; I’ve got a solid track record."
"…"
The critic’s high praise had Chen Qimeng grinning ear to ear, her heart swelling with pride.
Mao Ruirui felt the same, equally proud of Lin Yu.
Little did they know—
The lobby was currently a warzone.
Freshly showered and dressed, Lin Yu strolled downstairs leisurely.
His eyes immediately landed on the Xia sisters lingering near the sofa.
Lin Yu: "…"
Yep.
Just as he’d suspected.
A perfectly good sofa, yet they chose to stand?
No further explanation needed—
The atmosphere down here was toxic.
Hearing footsteps, Maomao jumped up from the sofa.
Hidden from Aunt Ruxue’s view, she flashed Lin Yu a quick hand signal: three fingers.
Lin Yu gave a slight nod—message received.
Their little team had prepared extensively for Aunt Ruxue’s visit to Pingchuan.
Her ever-shifting personalities, as Maomao once put it, changed—
Faster than lightning, swifter than a ringing bell!
It could be because of a single word, a glance, a gesture, or an object...
Any tiny, unnoticeable reason could lead to a personality switch.
Maomao had vividly described several of the main typical personalities.
And they were named with the hand gestures from "one to six".
If Maomao noticed Aunt Ruxue's personality switch, she would give Lin Yu a hand - gesture as a reminder.
So...
Three!
It meant the third personality had emerged!
Characteristic: irritable, tricky, and sarcastic, questioning the sky, the earth, and everyone.
Lin Yu took a deep breath.
Just as he feared!
The third personality was quite a tough one!
All he did was ask the little Maomao to do some household chores.
It was such a small thing.
Lin Yu tried his best to calm down and approached with a smile.
"Good morning, everyone."
"Good morning, Aunt Ruxue!"
Lin Yu specifically greeted Du Ruxue separately, politely testing the power of this personality first.
Du Ruxue didn't say a word but walked up to Lin Yu.
The atmosphere was quite tense at first.
But when he noticed that she was wearing Aunt Qimeng's pajamas...
Lin Yu's train of thought went astray!
This pair of pajamas made frequent appearances on Aunt Qimeng.
It was hard not to have some random and strange associations.
Du Ruxue stopped in front of Lin Yu, with her hands behind her back, and said in a sarcastic tone,
"Where do you see that I'm good? Does my expression... look like I'm doing well?"
Although he had expected it.
When Lin Yu saw with his own eyes that Du Ruxue had completely changed from yesterday's demeanor and was speaking in the tone of "a market aunt who lost to young people in a vegetable - grabbing fight",
he still couldn't help but be shocked!
Was this still that dignified and beautiful woman?
...
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