However, from this background introduction, it seems Zhuang Yichen just woke up, and deliberately called "husband" in her sleepy state. It turns out it wasn’t because of their marital status, but rather a seemingly subtle test? Just as he was thinking this, the system notification sounded again— 9527: [Now entering the countdown to the main task initiation—] Through the transparent countdown panel that appeared in front of him, Wen Nan saw Zhuang Yichen coming out of the closet not far away. Just after waking up, and having fooled around on the bed for a while with Wen Nan, Zhuang Yichen put on a robe to freshen up in the bathroom, then went to the closet and casually changed into a low-key casual suit with wide-leg jeans. She glanced at Wen Nan, who was still in bed, and urged: "It’s already 8:40. Didn’t you say you have a company morning meeting at 9:30? Aren’t you getting up? Aren’t you afraid of being late?" The Zhuang Yichen who had changed clothes now was entirely different from the one lying in bed earlier, and her attitude when speaking to Wen Nan turned considerably colder. It seems, once sober, Zhuang Yichen returned to having a surface-level marital relationship with Wen Nan. Wen Nan sat up, using both hands and feet, and put in quite the effort, finally managing to climb down from the bed. Looking back at the gigantic bed, a phrase inexplicably popped into Wen Nan’s head: "In the morning, the princess wakes from her 800-meter-wide bed." Thinking of this, Wen Nan couldn’t help but snort lightly, shaking his head with a smile, inwardly ridiculing that the plot he got wasn’t perhaps based on some brainless domineering CEO novel setting? Just as he was thinking this, Zhuang Yichen walked over, pulling out a large pure-black clothing bag from somewhere and handed it to Wen Nan, "The clothes you’re wearing are full of stains and you probably can’t wear them anymore. This is a set my dad left here before, never worn. Make do with it." Wen Nan took the bag, opened it, and saw that it was a set of light-colored sportswear, clearly meant for someone in their early twenties. Wen Nan looked up, gazing meaningfully at the other, thinking, if you had lied and said it was left by your brother, I might have believed you. Zhuang Yichen felt slightly uncomfortable under Wen Nan’s gaze, looked away, pouted, and confessed directly: "Alright, it’s not my dad’s, I just had my assistant buy it and bring it over." "...Assistant?" Wen Nan was taken aback. Zhuang Yichen ignored his words and urged, "Go freshen up, then come downstairs for breakfast." Wen Nan casually put on the clothes, noticing that the style was comfortably loose, which he usually liked, and surprisingly, the size was just right. Wen Nan thought, did Zhuang Yichen specifically tell her assistant his size? The thought flashed by, and Wen Nan quickly gathered his thoughts and, under Zhuang Yichen’s repeated urging, stretched and walked toward the bathroom. The "One-night Jiu cilang" livestream room. [*Don’t set a flag!*: Finally! It was worth me faithfully sticking around in this livestream room!] [*ygs.qs*: Wait? Who am I, where am I? Why does the style here seem off? What is Jiu cilang doing?] Don’t set a flag!*: Brushing teeth.] [*ygs.qs*: Of course, I know he’s brushing his teeth, I’m not blind. I mean, why is his script different from other players? Why is it so harmonious here? Where are the ghosts?] [*Short and Fat*: Uh, the one who squeezed toothpaste and handed over the toothbrush just now, was that the female ghost?] [*ygs.qs*: Listen, is that something a female ghost should be doing? Did he just trigger a crucial plot line? How did that happen? Could it be that the female ghost he encountered is less than five stars, why doesn’t she have any aggression?] [*Short and Fat*: Uh, no, he never triggered the ghost transformation from the beginning. No matter how high the star level of a female ghost, without even a chance to appear, where’s the aggression?] [*ygs.qs*: No ghost transformation at all? How’s that possible! The female ghosts in high-level instances have such keen senses for fear, even the slightest fear can trigger their transformation, so why hasn’t she reacted? Could it be that from start to finish, he didn’t have even a hint of fear? Is this guy human? Does this expert have some kind of mental disorder?] [*Short and Fat*: Uh, we haven’t seen his previous trials, I suspect, maybe Jiu cilang has always been ] [*ygs.qs*: This isn’t scientific] [*Don’t set a flag!*: If it’s some expert’s smurf account, who’s reached the pinnacle of Gold, seen countless female ghosts, and become desensitized, pressing fear emotions to the minimum, it’s not impossible] [*ygs.qs*: Desensitized to the extent that not a single hint of ghost transformation is triggered? I can bet my former guild master, that legendary expert didn’t even have that capability. To reach this point, how many female ghosts would one have to encounter to truly make this a mundane thing?] [*Short and Fat*: Uh, I also think this is a bit far-fetched, his calmness level is almost like he started seeing ghosts while still in the womb] [*Don’t set a flag!*: Pff! Stop it, who the heck sees ghosts from the womb? Believing this, it’s better to believe he’s the legendary figure who’s restarted several rounds!] [*ygs.qs*: Okay, we better not use our shallow experiences to try and speculate on what an expert does. If any of us had a fraction of his skills, we wouldn’t just be sitting here as the audience] [*ygs.qs*: My heart is like iron] [*fun-seeker:P*: So this is the Jiu cilang expert you were talking about? So steady?] [*ygs.qs*: Oh my! I just found out! Just a settlement and rest period without watching, Jiu cilang got the Silver Star?!] [*fun-seeker:P*: Silver Star? What’s that?] [*Short and Fat*: Uh, it seems to be the badge awarded by the game’s main god to the player who reaches the Silver rank the fastest] [*Guardian 2.0*: This is such an expert among experts who reached the Silver rank by clearing only four instances?! Alright, I declare, I won’t return to Zhi’en’s cute little livestream anymore, I’ll reside in this livestream from now on] In the bathroom, Wen Nan was brushing his teeth, with Zhuang Yichen leaning sideways against the sink beside him, casually asking: "Since we are married now, shouldn’t you stop living in your rented place? Why not move in here with me?" Wen Nan’s mouth was full of toothpaste foam, he chuckled unclearly: "Let’s wait a bit." Zhuang Yichen snorted lightly, no longer probing further— It seemed that the person opposite wasn’t very interested in cohabiting with her. They were just using the marriage certificate as a pretense, and she didn’t want to seem too eager, nor expose her intentions. Wen Nan didn’t notice the fleeting disappointment on Zhuang Yichen’s face, as a system notification suddenly echoed in his mind— 9527: [This advanced instance officially starts! Good luck to the participant!] 9527: [Given that the refresh point of this instance’s internal node will open after the first main task, your first main task in this map will be assigned by your exclusive system 9527.] 9527: [New player task delivered, please check!] 9527: [Main Task 1: Find the key item to start your cohabitation life!] 9527: [Key item clues will be gradually unveiled to you as you explore the map and storyline.] 9527: [Beginning task countdown—] This time, the first main task is as long as two days? Just finding a key item to open the refresh point requires that much time? Could it be that the instance system is providing Wen Nan enough space to meet other target characters? "Hey! What are you daydreaming about?" Zhuang Yichen raised her hand and gently patted Wen Nan’s cheek as if someone pressed a cold soda can against his face. Jolted awake, Wen Nan looked at Zhuang Yichen, laughed, and said: "Nothing, let’s go, have breakfast downstairs?" Zhuang Yichen waved her hand, "I need to put on some sunscreen, wait for it to form a membrane while eating, you go ahead. Breakfast delivery arrived earlier. You’ll see it in the dining room." Wen Nan nodded, arranged the toiletries, and turned to walk downstairs. Passing through the hall, at the dining table in the distance, he saw a girl in a white shirt paired with black trousers, with a high ponytail and long hair down to her waist, facing away from him, setting breakfast on the table. Is this... a maid? Dressed so formally, yet doesn’t look like a maid. Why does one glance from behind make her figure look even better than Zhuang Yichen’s? That waist, those hips, those legs, those proportions, so... "How long are you going to stand there and watch?" The woman at the table spoke coldly, then turned back, looking toward Wen Nan. Wen Nan was stunned, "You..." Zhuang Yichen then came over from behind and looked at Wen Nan, smiling, "You two haven’t met, have you? This is my assistant, Xiao Jun." Then she looked at the person opposite and introduced, "Xiao Jun, this is my husband."