The vehicle smoothly stopped by the steps in front of the door. Wen Nan got out of the car, and Zhuang Yichen immediately rushed over, wrapping her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, shouting, "Honey!" Her eyes even turned slightly red, squeezing out a few tears. She played the part of a little wife rejoicing in a reunion after a short absence, lively and true to life. Wen Nan felt as if a soft and fluffy snowman had suddenly jumped into his arms, the moment it clung to him, bringing a chill to his chest. Raising his arm, Wen Nan took advantage of the situation to wrap his arm around the other’s slender waist, but didn’t pull her into his arms; instead, he applied some force to push her away, "So many people are watching, why so clingy?" Zhuang Yichen gave a light "humph", not letting go, and whispered beside Wen Nan’s ear, "I’m doing it for them to see." After a moment’s thought, she suddenly realized something, hurriedly let go, her exaggerated acting subsiding, replaced by genuine concern, "Honey, the explosion at your home, was it serious? You weren’t on the scene, right? Did you get hurt, did I accidentally hurt you just now?" Saying this, she turned to a young woman standing respectfully at the door, "Meimei, quickly notify the family doctor to come over as soon as possible." "Hey, there’s no need," Wen Nan quickly raised his hand to stop her, "I was outside during the explosion, not at home, nothing happened." "Outside?" Zhuang Yichen turned back, looking at Wen Nan suspiciously, "So late, why weren’t you resting at home, where did you go?" Wen Nan replied vaguely, "I had some work to do, went out for a bit." Zhuang Yichen still wanted to ask more, but the maid Meimei stepped forward and asked, "Miss, do you still want to call the family doctor over?" The term "Miss" truly surprised Wen Nan. Zhuang Yichen’s story arc is really that kind of clichéd Mary Sue princess background? In real life, how many maids or servants still call their employers "Miss", "Young Master", or "Master"? It sounds like accidentally stepping onto the set of some female-oriented short drama. Thinking of this, Wen Nan couldn’t help but give a thorough look at this girl called "Meimei" who approached him. Wearing a black half-skirt suit, not like some provocative maid outfit that’s intentionally short with a lace-edged white apron on the front, Meimei’s A-line skirt hem length was below the knee, and both arms wore white gloves, with sleeves extending up to mid-arm, leaving a dent where the flesh was soft. Below the skirt, she wore white stockings paired with black flat leather shoes. Meimei had a heart-shaped face, chubby cheeks with a bit of baby fat, lift-up lip peaks showing two small front teeth, a rounded nose, round eyes, and a pointed chin, with a bob haircut that exposed her petite chin. The bangs cut straight across her forehead were thick, and such bangs are quite challenging for facial features, easily making one look dull or awkward, but Meimei’s eyes were bright, her features delicate, making the hairstyle reflect even more of her cuteness. Feeling Wen Nan’s gaze, Meimei blushed, lowered her head into her chest, and nervously pinched her skirt, softly saying, "M-Mr. Ye, good evening." Zhuang Yichen turned to glance at Wen Nan, then looked back at Meimei, "Mr. Ye looks quite energetic now, those eyes rolling around, even taking the time to look others over, seems fine, no need to call the doctor." Meimei acknowledged softly and quickly retreated back to the stairs. Wen Nan turned to look at Zhuang Yichen, thinking this must be the Onmyoji herself, his little underlings should come learn from her. Just as he thought this, the car door opened, and Qiqi quickly got out, walked to Wen Nan’s side, "Brother!" Zhuang Yichen’s eyes fixed on the arm of Qiqi that was about to touch Wen Nan, her gaze cold enough to freeze Qiqi’s arm off the next moment. Qiqi unconsciously withdrew her hand a bit, placing it behind her back. Only then did the tension in Zhuang Yichen’s gaze ease a bit, as she looked at Wen Nan, "Is this your sister? Why have I never heard you mention her before?" Wen Nan briefly explained Qiqi’s situation, and added, "I’m afraid I must trouble—" "—Hello, sister-in-law!" Before Wen Nan could finish, Qiqi greeted Zhuang Yichen. Upon hearing "sister-in-law", the shadow on Zhuang Yichen’s face instantly disappeared, and she smiled, asking, "Sister-in-law is fine, why add the ’little’ before it?" Qiqi was stunned by the question, the real reason she added "little" definitely couldn’t be said, so she could only laugh awkwardly. Wen Nan shook his head helplessly, helping her out, "Of course, it’s because you look young and pretty, it’s just like calling you older sister." Being told this by Wen Nan, Zhuang Yichen’s smile was about to reach her ears, she stepped forward, holding onto Wen Nan’s arm again, "Let’s get inside, I’ll introduce you to the house’s situation." Saying this, she paused, "Oh, by the way," she released Wen Nan’s arm, turned back to the car, knocked on the window, waited for it to roll down, then said, "Xiao Jun, thank you for today, go home early and get some rest, okay?" Yu Shujun nodded at Zhuang Yichen with a smile, just about to start the car, Wen Nan walked over, casually mentioning, "Xiao Jun’s house is right next to mine, what a coincidence, it’s been locked together with mine." "Ah?" Zhuang Yichen was surprised, bending over to look at the driver’s seat again, "Really? Why didn’t you say so earlier? Perfect, stay here with us, it’s more convenient this way."