"Alright, alright." Guagua interrupted Nangong Lin, "I never even considered anything serious with Alvin, I’m his biggest fan anyway! But you..."

Guagua looked at Nangong Lin with concern, "Such a good opportunity, you didn’t..."

"Stop right there." Nangong Lin glared at Guagua, "I don’t like him. If you do, go for it, I don’t mind."

The two were gossiping when the doorbell rang. Guagua went to open the door and it was the doctor.

"Oh doctor, you’re finally here! Quick, come check on my Linlin."

Guagua pulled the doctor in, and without any delay, the doctor hurried to examine Nangong Lin.

The verdict was a sprained ankle, with injuries to the tendons and ligaments, requiring a good period of rest.

The doctor prescribed some oral medication for Nangong Lin, and also applied some anti-inflammatory and de-swelling ointment on her.

While applying it, the ankle was inevitably touched, and since Nangong Lin’s ankle hurt with even the slightest touch, she was loudly wailing and pinching Guagua’s arm the entire time.

Once the bandage was wrapped around her ankle, the doctor was finally done.

Nangong Lin lay on the sofa in despair, groaning, "Guagua, I want to take a leave!"

"Alright, alright. You really can’t work like this. I’ll defer your next two engagements. There’s no suitable script recently, so just rest up for now."

"Great!" Nangong Lin clapped her hands, "Guagua, it wasn’t all in vain to have pain because of you!"

"Look at your place, it’s such a mess." Guagua couldn’t help but chide Nangong Lin, and started tidying up for her proactively.

Guagua was especially diligent, doing housework with great efficiency, so when free, Guagua liked to help her tidy up personally.

Only when Nangong Lin wasn’t in the apartment would they hire someone to clean, which was safer for privacy.

Nangong Lin always felt that hiring Guagua as her manager was definitely the right decision, how worry-free!

Nangong Lin happily lay on the sofa pretending to be dead.

As Guagua tidied up, he nagged, "Is there anything left in your fridge? How about we just make something simple for lunch?"

"I think there is, check it out." Nangong Lin slapped her head and said, "Oh right, I haven’t washed my face yet."

Saying that, she struggled to hop to the bathroom, believing that anything may be forsaken but not her face!!

Even though one foot was inconvenient, washing her face was manageable.

After washing her face and applying a face mask, Nangong Lin cheerfully hopped back out, lying on the sofa, shaking her head with her eyes closed, she said, "Guagua, why don’t you like women? If you did, I’d definitely marry you!"

"If you were a guy, I’d marry you too!" Guagua said while busying about.

Nangong Lin squinted her eyes, observing him, actually, Guagua was quite handsome.

Meanwhile,

Alvin had actually gotten up early, sat on the sofa deep in thought for a long time, and eventually decided to call John out to buy groceries.

John, a bit puzzled, couldn’t help asking, "Your Highness, we haven’t finished the food in the fridge yet."

"It’s not for me." Alvin replied succinctly, quickly putting on his clothes and shoes ready to head out.

John hurriedly put on his shoes to follow, puzzled yet curious, "Then who’s it for? Miss Nangong?"

As the elevator doors closed, John instinctively glanced at Nangong Lin’s door.

He was casually asking, but to his surprise, Alvin nodded seriously, "Yes."