Fu Zhengzheng curls up in the sofa and tears the orange skins into pieces deliberately and throws them around to play tricks on Han Siqi, who cleans the floor with a dust collector. When she is playing cheerfully, two people break in suddenly.

“Siqi! What are you doing?”

Han Tengyue? Ji Yashu?

Why do they come here? Oh, my God, if they see Siqi working as a ‘drudge’, who knows what will happen?

Fu Zhengzheng becomes panicky and ...