Xia Qingtian started tidying up the room in response to Wen Ning's sharp scolding.
When she lived at the Xia family's home before, they had servants.
Whatever she misplaced would be put back in its place, and any trash she didn't throw away would be handled by the servants. She had never once considered tidying up things herself.
In her previous life, she had limited mobility, which made it even less likely for her to deal with such matters.
Even during her business trips, she always had the versatile Li Mengxiao with her, so she never had to tidy up; Xiao Xiao would effortlessly sort everything out.
Being spoken to like that by Wen Ning only made Xia Qingtian more flustered.
"Honestly..." Wen Ning couldn't stand it anymore, rolled up her sleeves, and joined the tidying efforts.
With Wen Ning's help, the entire room was soon looking like new, and even the quilt in Xia Qingtian's bedroom was folded into a standard square.
At this point, Wen Ning nodded with satisfaction and sat on the sofa, saying, "Sit down and let's talk."
Xia Qingtian cautiously sat on the single sofa next to Wen Ning.
"This reality show is your first foray into a workplace reality show, focusing mainly on your daily activities and our interactions..." Wen Ning finally began to explain things to Xia Qingtian formally.
Seeing that Wen Ning was starting to discuss work, Xia Qingtian listened attentively, occasionally offering her own opinions and questions.
They chatted for nearly two hours, during which Li Mengxiao also came to deliver lunch.
"I'll have someone send you some similar variety show videos later. You can watch them first," Wen Ning said, getting up to leave. "I'll come by again tomorrow, and we can discuss it further then."
"Okay, safe travels, Sister Ning." Xia Qingtian escorted Wen Ning to the door, watching her leave with a smile.
Although Wen Ning had a somewhat explosive temper and an unyielding demeanor that could be a bit intimidating, Xia Qingtian greatly admired her work ethic.
That evening, Xia Qingtian diligently watched all the variety show videos she had received as attachments and prepared to discuss them with Wen Ning the next day.
The following day, Wen Ning arrived at Xia Qingtian's home right on time, a slight twitch in her lips.
"Sister Ning, I..." Xia Qingtian was about to report on her learning progress when Wen Ning interrupted her.
"Why are your things scattered around again! Clothes shouldn't be on the sofa! And! Your socks! Why is only one sock here again! Where is the other one?" Wen Ning looked at the room, which had returned to its previous state, even worse than yesterday, and felt her temples throbbing.
Xia Qingtian instinctively shivered and immediately followed Wen Ning's lead, frantically starting to tidy up.
Once the entire house was clean again, Wen Ning sat on the sofa and said, "The show will be filmed in a house prepared by the production team. There will be cameras in the rooms for live broadcasts, so you should be mindful of that."
Xia Qingtian meekly nodded, then suggested, "How about... we hold future work meetings at the company instead..."
This way, both she and Wen Ning would be more comfortable.
Wen Ning shot Xia Qingtian a reproachful look.
Did she not want to?
It was all because the current situation had become quite serious, and Wanqing Entertainment had suffered a significant loss. There had been unidentified individuals loitering around Gu's Entertainment recently.
The company worried that someone might be planning retaliation, so they prioritized the artists' safety.
That was why she had to come to Xia Qingtian to discuss work every time.
Who would have thought Xia Qingtian was so talented at messing up rooms, turning a tidied room back to its original state the very next day.
After glaring at Xia Qingtian, Wen Ning continued to discuss the day's work focus.
Xia Qingtian listened obediently, only beginning to express her thoughts and viewpoints during the later discussion phase.
Wen Ning had to admit that Xia Qingtian was a person with her own insights and a knack for identifying the core of a task.
She was sharp when it came to work matters and willing to put in the effort, excelling in many aspects beyond the artists she had previously managed.
She could even envision Xia Qingtian standing under the brightest spotlight in the near future, radiant and infinitely glorious.
With this thought, Wen Ning felt that Xia Qingtian's minor habits were not entirely unbearable.
Finally, after Wen Ning left, Xia Qingtian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Just then, her phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, Xia Qingtian answered and teased, "Miss me?"
"Always so flippant." A somewhat disdainful voice came from the other end of the phone. "If Mom hadn't urged me to call you, I wouldn't bother."
"Aunt Liu?" Hearing that Aunt Liu wanted to speak with her, Xia Qingtian frowned slightly. "Did Dad get into trouble?"
"No, it's just that I heard your credit card was suspended, and I was worried about you... I mean, Mom was worried about you, worried you wouldn't have enough money." Xia Qingyu's eyes revealed a hint of concern. "You can be extravagant when traveling, but you don't have to suffer from lack of money. Just say so if you need it, don't be too proud to ask."
"Don't worry, I have enough," Xia Qingtian said, detecting Xia Qingyu's usual傲娇 (àojiāo - proud and easily spoiled) tone. She just smiled and added, "Money is the least of my worries right now."
At that time, Xia Honglang had given her ten million to participate in the auction. Although she had successfully acquired the items, the Lei family, in order to settle the issue of the fake goods, had returned the money to her.
"Stubborn as a mule! It serves you right if you starve!" Xia Qingyu said, about to hang up, but then she held back, pouted, and whispered, "The weather forecast says the temperature will drop these few days, so be careful. Don't end up contributing to the hospital's revenue again."
"Thank you for your concern~" Xia Qingtian's eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled.
"Who's worried about you! I don't care about you! Na-na-na-na-boo-boo!" Xia Qingyu then hung up the phone, a blush rising on her cheeks.
As soon as Xia Qingtian hung up with Xia Qingyu, Aunt Liu called again, also expressing concern about whether she had enough money, if she was warm enough, and if she was eating well.
"Didn't you just ask Qingyu to..." Xia Qingtian paused, then seemed to understand something and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm doing great."
"A father and daughter don't hold grudges overnight. Just let it go. You know your father's personality," Aunt Liu advised for a few more minutes before reminding Xia Qingtian to be careful and then hung up.
Holding her phone, the smile on Xia Qingtian's lips deepened.
In her previous life, in her deepest loneliness, she had believed she could only rely on the little care provided by Song Junhan and Mo Jianing to survive.
It was like, in the cold, desolate midnight of winter, she had used all her dignity and hope to protect a tiny matchstick.
In this life, however, she could bask in the most sincere love, regaining the concern and tenderness she had lost.
This feeling was truly wonderful.
Soon, it was the eve of the show's recording. Accompanied by Li Mengxiao, Xia Qingtian checked into the house prepared by the production team.
It was a detached villa. The artists and their managers participating in this shoot would all live in this villa together.
As soon as they arrived in front of the villa, before Xia Qingtian could even marvel at anything, she heard a lazy, haughty female voice from behind her.
"Hey, you! Carry my luggage in. My things are very expensive, so be careful."