Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 59 Tired of this Shrew

Chu Xi stood to the side, completely at a loss for words; she genuinely could no longer make sense of where things were heading.

Several minutes passed, and Li Sulan still hadn’t come out. Sang Ning turned her head to look at Chu Xi and said, "Xixi, why hasn’t your mom come out yet? Go in and see what’s going on for me."

"She should be almost ready by now."

Chu Xi kept a smile on her face, but internally, she had rolled her eyes a thousand times already.

Sang Ning stood up from her seat, glanced toward the activity room, and started counting down.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

By the time she got to the last count, Li Sulan finally poked her head out of the activity room and shouted, "I’m already changed, stop counting!"

Li Sulan poked her head out like someone sneaking around, looking rather sketchy and ridiculous.

"Mom, since you’ve already changed, why don’t you come out?" Chu Xi asked, puzzled.

Li Sulan glanced at Sang Ning, and seeing her clearly impatient expression, braced herself to take the first step forward, and then fully walked out.

"Take a look at this. Does this look good to you?" Li Sulan’s tone was full of complaint, her attitude anything but good.

Sang Ning looked up, assessing Li Sulan’s outfit: she wore a dark red short-sleeved shirt covered in small floral prints, paired with navy-blue coarse-fabric straight-leg pants, and on her feet were pale yellow cloth shoes.

"Not bad, now you look like you’re ready to work." Sang Ning nodded in satisfaction. "Your hair’s too long, though. You should tie it into twin braids instead of leaving it loose and unruly."

[As expected, clothes really make the person. With this outfit, Li Sulan instantly transformed into a rural farmwoman. Gone was any trace of her once-refined look.]

[Sister Sang, that’s enough. Li Sulan already listened to you and changed clothes—demanding braids is truly crossing the line.]

"Sang Ning, don’t push it. The best I can do is pin up my hair; that’s already my limit!"

As expected, Li Sulan stubbornly refused Sang Ning’s suggestion.

Sang Ning’s comment had just been offhand anyway; she wasn’t particularly insistent about forcing Li Sulan to braid her hair. As long as it didn’t interfere with work, she didn’t care either way.

A young girl handed Li Sulan a hairpin, and in just a few swift motions, she arranged her hair into an updo. Being accustomed to wearing qipaos and pinning her hair, she found this task quite easy.

Chu Group.

Chu Tian’s secretary, who had been slacking off watching livestreams, burst into laughter upon seeing Li Sulan’s mismatched outfit.

Chu Tian happened to be passing by, and he knocked on the secretary’s desk, reminding him sternly, "During working hours, be mindful of your actions."

The secretary immediately stood up and apologized, "I’m sorry, President Chu!"

His lips moved slightly, and as Chu Tian was about to walk away, he gathered his courage and asked, "President Chu, have you seen Madam’s livestream?"

"No," Chu Tian replied unhesitatingly.

Having already had his fill of dealing with this shrew at home, there was no way he’d go so far as to deliberately watch her variety show.

The secretary mistakenly thought Chu Tian didn’t have the time and boldly handed over his phone. "President Chu, maybe you should take a look."

If he missed this chance, who knows when he’d see Li Sulan in such attire again.

Chu Tian glanced casually at the screen and then snapped, "What’s there to see in a rural peasant woman?"

With that, he turned and left without looking back.

Secretary: ???

President Chu, perhaps you should take a closer look—that’s your wife, for crying out loud!

*

Sang Ning returned to where the guests were picking peaches, now accompanied by Chu Xi and Li Sulan.

Under the shade of a tree lazily cooling off (aka slacking off), Chu Wei saw Chu Xi and Li Sulan walking over with bamboo baskets, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

She rubbed her eyes and looked again.

Confirmed—her eyes weren’t playing tricks. It really was them!

"These two trees are shorter; you two can be in charge of picking peaches here,"

Sang Ning said, pointing at the two trees beside her, facing Chu Xi and Li Sulan.

Then she added, "Don’t slack off. I’ll be checking on your progress anytime."

"Alright, alright, you’re so annoying!"

Li Sulan grumbled impatiently but quickly picked up the clippers and started working. Chu Xi followed suit and began picking peaches as well.

Finally assigning tasks to her unreliable teammates, Sang Ning headed toward Chu Wei, intending to retrieve her bamboo basket and get back to picking peaches herself.

When she reached the shade under the tree, she gave Chu Wei a subtle glance and remarked, "I’ve been gone this long, and you’re still here?"

Startled, Chu Wei jumped up, dusting off the dirt from her clothes as she hurriedly explained, "I wasn’t slacking off! I’ll go pick peaches right now!"

Grabbing her bamboo basket, Chu Wei darted off, disappearing as swiftly as a gust of wind.

No way—if even Li Sulan had been dragged over to work, staying here under Sang Ning’s watch would surely get her scolded to death.

Sang Ning looked toward her disappearing figure and murmured, "Running off? What are you so afraid of? You’re not even on my team; wouldn’t it be Shen Yi’s turn to deal with you?"

[Chu Wei, why are you running away—isn’t it obvious?]

[If even someone as notoriously difficult as Li Sulan has been roped in to obediently work, it’s completely reasonable for Chu Wei to be afraid of Sang Ning.]

[Sang Ning: Prosecuting slacking for a century!]

The arrival of Li Sulan and Chu Xi acted like a catalyst—seeing even a wealthy matron and pampered miss doing physical labor, the other guests sped up their peach-picking efforts as well.

Sang Ning noticed Song Shiye and Sang Chuan working under the same tree and walked over. She picked up a yellow peach and asked the two, "Do you know why yellow peaches taste so sweet?"

Sang Chuan felt something was off. "What kind of odd question is that? It’s because you haven’t eaten any peaches that aren’t sweet."

[Sang Chuan, you should know that disdain never comes without reason—having a sister avoid you genuinely has its basis.]

"I know!" Song Shiye eagerly raised his hand, like a dutiful student answering a teacher’s question.

Sang Chuan rolled his eyes. "You know again? And what do you know? Why do you always seem to know everything?"

Ignoring Sang Chuan’s sarcastic trio of questions, Song Shiye confidently told Sang Ning, "It’s because of photosynthesis! Right, Sister Sangsang?"

[Wow, Xiao Ye is amazing—such a brainy honor student!]

[Oh please, we fans know exactly our idol’s level—his smarts only shine by comparison with those around him.]

Sang Ning’s smile was faint as she nodded lightly, then posed another question. "Then can you explain to me the energy transformations and material changes during each stage of photosynthesis?"

"Uh... um..." Song Shiye stammered, unable to say anything.

On the sidelines, Sang Chuan mercilessly sneered, "Caught pretending, huh?"

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"Of course not." Sang Chuan answered, his tone unapologetically bold.

"If you don’t know, shut up and listen closely. If you laugh randomly again, do you believe I’ll rip your mouth off?" Sang Ning said icily.

Song Shiye cast a gleeful glance at Sang Chuan, even pursing his lips and miming sewing them shut with his hand.

The fire in Sang Chuan’s eyes was practically erupting—damn green tea Song Shiye, truly infuriating!