Yu Shujun shook her head, "No need, Sister Chen, I’ll stay at the company-designated hotel for one night, it won’t cost much." "It’s not about the money," Zhuang Yichen said seriously, "You’ve come all the way here, not staying at my place and going out to a hotel instead, it’s kind of impersonal." With Zhuang Yichen’s personality, if Yu Shujun declined any further, it might cause awkward tension, so she had to accept the kindness, while giving Wen Nan a look that said "I really have to thank you." Wen Nan returned her a look of "You’re welcome, let’s enjoy the blessings together," and Yu Shujun drove off towards the garage. Zhuang Yichen took Wen Nan again and headed to the entrance. Just as they crossed the threshold, they saw a line of people standing neatly inside, bowing towards the entrance and shouting, "Mr. Ye!" Wen Nan was taken aback, looked up, and including Meimei from earlier, there were five people in total. He smiled and said, "No need, just call me Ye Jiu." Zhuang Yichen introduced them to him one by one, "Zhao Gang, Aunt Zhang, Uncle Wang, Alex, and you’ve already met Meimei." The names matched exactly with what Yu Shujun had introduced to Wen Nan earlier. But Zhuang Yichen clearly didn’t intend to introduce these people to Wen Nan in detail, just saying, "If you need anything, just find Meimei, she lives right next to our bedroom." As soon as she finished speaking, she thought of the way Wen Nan had looked at Meimei earlier, and Zhuang Yichen changed her mind on the spot, "Meimei, today you can stay next door to Aunt Zhang, our bedroom, tonight... might be a bit noisy." Meimei instinctively replied, "I’m not afraid of noise." Zhuang Yichen’s face turned cold, Aunt Zhang stepped forward, grabbing Meimei’s arm, "Come and keep me company, I just watched a horror movie about ogres at night and I’m too scared to sleep alone." Meimei turned her head to look at Aunt Zhang in confusion, only to find her winking frantically at her. Suddenly recalling the noises from the next door when she was half asleep the previous night, Meimei finally realized the issue at hand and quickly changed her words, "Oh, okay, I’ll go sleep with you, Aunt Zhang." Wen Nan couldn’t help but glance at Aunt Zhang. She looked like a middle-aged woman about fifty years old, slightly hunched back, drooping eyes, sallow complexion, covered with brown sunspots, wearing a high-neck long-sleeve shirt whose original burgundy fabric had been washed to a pale purple, paired with wide-leg pants and house slippers, with short black socks underneath. Aunt Zhang was the only female role among the seven permanent residents, aside from Meimei, but in terms of age and appearance, it’s unlikely she could be the Guardian. As he was thinking, a tall figure from the end of the line walked over, reaching out to Wen Nan, "Mr. Ye, nice to meet you, what do you usually like to eat?" The person had been standing at a distance earlier, Wen Nan hadn’t paid much attention, but now that she approached, Wen Nan realized this was a woman. Her hair was cut even shorter than Wen Nan’s, skin white, wore a row of earrings on one ear, eyebrows painted thick and dark, with prominent muscle lines on her arms and a tattoo on her forearm. Wen Nan recalled that this was Alex, the chef in charge of making brunch for Zhuang Yichen. But wasn’t Alex a man? "Alex is biologically female, psychologically male," Zhuang Yichen noticed Wen Nan’s gaze and explained. Oh, Wen Nan almost forgot how diverse this game was. So, they couldn’t rule out the possibility of Alex being that Guardian. Thinking of this, Wen Nan extended his hand and shook hers, "Nice to meet you, I’m not picky, I like to eat a bit of everything." Alex smiled upon hearing that, "That’s great, Mr. Ye, you’re exactly the kind of guest I’m looking for." "Really?" Wen Nan smiled back. Zhuang Yichen explained for him, "Alex has been working on a new brunch menu lately, which is why he’s been staying with us these days. My tastes are picky, but you can try out his odd and creative dishes for me, okay, honey?" Wen Nan agreed, seemingly casually asking, "What made you think of changing the menu?" Zhuang Yichen began to complain, "Who knows, that last brunch menu had been used for two years, I was always satisfied with it, can’t understand what Alex is thinking. He suddenly wanted to change the menu this morning, saying that eating the same recipes isn’t healthy, needs balanced nutrition, blah blah blah, it’s annoying, I can’t be bothered to argue with him, let him do as he pleases, anyway since he’s staying here, I won’t pay him overtime." As he listened to Zhuang Yichen complain, Wen Nan turned his head and looked at Alex. Alex had been keeping her head down, her face seemed a bit pale due to Zhuang Yichen’s words. Noticing Wen Nan looking over, she lifted her head again, forcing a reluctant smile. A soft exclamation came to his ears. Wen Nan turned back to see Zhuang Yichen crouched by a footstool, holding her calf, frowning and gasping. Wen Nan stepped forward to help Zhuang Yichen, asking if she was alright. Zhuang Yichen forced a smile at him, shook her head, and quickly looked back at the line of people, her brows furrowed, scolding, "Which careless one moved the old footstool here! It’s so painful! Aunt Zhang!" Aunt Zhang hurriedly stepped forward, moving the footstool aside while dodging responsibility, "Oh, it’s not my fault, miss, blame Zhao Gang, he suddenly went crazy saying our house had safety hazards and he wanted to thoroughly check everything. He turned the storage room upside down and wouldn’t let me in to clean, I had no choice but to temporarily place the old footstool here." "Checking?" Zhuang Yichen furrowed her brows, looking puzzled at the hefty man beside her, "Zhao Gang, what do you mean, did a thief break into our house?" Zhao Gang shook his head, "Our neighbor’s house was burglarized, I think we need to be prepared." Zhuang Yichen found it even more baffling, "Neighbor’s house burglarized, so search our own house for what? Do you think you’re a cop? Don’t do these useless things, if you have energy to spare, go help Uncle Wang clean up the dog mess in the yard." Following Zhuang Yichen’s words, Wen Nan turned to look at Uncle Wang standing in the corner. He was surprised to find that this middle-aged man, who hadn’t spoken a word, was presently staring at Wen Nan with eyes like a tiger sizing up juicy prey, even extending his tongue to lightly lick the corner of his lips. Wen Nan felt a chill run down his spine. What kind of look was that? Apparently not expecting Wen Nan to suddenly look over, lacking expression management, the moment their eyes met, Uncle Wang immediately lowered his head, resuming his composed, honest demeanor. Zhuang Yichen didn’t notice the exchange of glances between Wen Nan and the others, she leaned on Wen Nan’s arm to stand up, "It’s late, honey, let’s go upstairs, Qiqi is staying in the guest room below us, next to Xiao Jun, Meimei, you take Qiqi to her room, everyone else, leave now, return to your own rooms." With everything arranged, the people quickly dispersed, and Wen Nan, along with Zhuang Yichen, returned to where he had been transported when he first entered this instance. While Zhuang Yichen was in the bathroom, Aunt Zhang knocked and entered, holding a neatly folded set of pajamas, "Mr. Ye, these are the pajamas you changed out of earlier, they’ve been washed and dried, I’ll place them over here for you." As she spoke, she bent down and reached out, placing the stack of clothes neatly by the bedside. This movement caused the sleeves of her long-sleeved shirt to rise slightly, and Wen Nan clearly noticed the skin underneath was smooth and fair, unlike what one would expect of a fifty-year-old housekeeper. After setting down the clothes, she quickly retracted her hand, pulled the sleeve back down, and bowed her head, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going." Once Aunt Zhang departed, Wen Nan sat down on the sofa beside the bed, pulling up the system in his mind. [Among these 7 people, who is the Guardian?]