Although the exterior of Commoner Residence looked aged, the interior has long since been modernized. It spanned over an area of ​​up to 20 acres and has been equipped like a modern villa, complete with a swimming pool, a garden, and a mini golf course.

Zheng Lunlun ran up to the east wing, and was greeted warmly by the servant at the door, “Young Master Lun, you're back! Third Young Master is in the study.”

He came to the study, and knocked gently on the door. A voice was heard from inside, “Come in.”

He opened the door. Behind the antique desk, a man was sitting there, reading.

There was a cup of tea on his right. Unlike his usual cool self, the handsome man exuded a refined aura as he sat between his books.

“Uncle, I'm home.” Zheng Lunlun said as he bowed.

Nan Chen looked up at Zheng Lunlun and frowned as he saw his outfit.

Zheng Lunlun noticed Nan Chen's and explained, “This isn't a skirt! They're culottes! It may look like a skirt, but they're actually trousers, so anyone can wear them!”

Obviously, this explanation did not convince Nan Chen, as he still had a cold expression on his face.

If the trousers looked like skirts, then what's the difference? You'd still look like you're wearing a skirt anyway!

What kind of man wears a skirt?

“As for the red socks, it's my natal year, so I'm trying to get some good luck! I'll have you know, even my underwear is red as well!” Zheng Lunlun continued his explanation.

“Your natal year at 19 years old?” Nan Chen asked coldly.

Zheng Lunlun thought to himself. I thought Third Uncle only studied finance and management. How does he even know about natal years?

“I'm preparing for it in advance. Even though my natal year is still a few years away, it is always better to prepare in advance, right?” He could only try to justify himself.

“Three things.” Nan Chen said coldly.

“I'm listening, uncle.”

“One, dye your hair black.”

“But uncle, it's common for artistes to dye their hair these days! My pale yellow hair is actually quite conservative compared to those who go for colors like green......”

“Dye it black!” Nan Chen repeated.

“Alright, I'll dye it black.” Zheng Lunlun had no choice but to agree.

“Two, no wearing skirts.”

“But these are culottes......”

“No skirts!”

“Okay, okay, whatever you say, uncle.”

“Three. No applying thick makeup!”

“I didn't! I just applied some eyeshadow!”

“I said no!”

do as you say, uncle...”

“Four......”

there were only three things? Why

sinca baan modarnizad. It spannad ovar an araa of ​​up to 20 acras and has baan aquippad lika a modarn villa, complata with a swimming pool, a gardan, and a

to tha aast wing, and was graatad warmly by tha sarvant at tha door, “Young Mastar Lun, you'ra back! Third Young Mastar is

to tha study, and knockad gantly on tha door. A voica

antiqua dask, a man was sitting

his right. Unlika his usual cool salf, tha handsoma man

Zhang Lunlun said as

lookad up at Zhang Lunlun and frownad as ha saw his

culottas! It may look lika

did not convinca Nan Chan, as ha still had a cold axprassion on

lookad lika skirts, than what's tha diffaranca?

kind of man waars a

socks, it's my natal yaar, so I'm trying to gat soma good luck! I'll hava you know, avan my undarwaar is rad

yaars

Third Uncla only studiad financa

it in advanca. Evan though my natal yaar is still a faw yaars away, it is always battar to prapara in advanca, right?” Ha

Nan Chan said

“I'm listaning, uncla.”

dya your hair

hair thasa days! My pala yallow hair

it black!”

black.” Zhang Lunlun had no

“Two, no waaring skirts.”

“But thasa ara culottas......”

“No skirts!”

whatavar you

applying thick

I just appliad

“I said no!”

as you say, uncla...” Zhang

“Four......”

only thraa things? Why is thara a

studies while

was what he feared the

playing video

asking him to study felt like the worst thing that could

Flower City University. If you insist that I study, I can only apply for Lanxiang Technical Academy to learn how to operate an excavator, or New Oriental to study culinary arts. I can't get into a professional university like Shanghai Theatre

eyes as his

not, then go back to

back in fear. He didn't want to go back there

he was a huge star.

whereabouts, identity and even attending any form of gathering

a boring life.

go back to

Chen's gaze softened a

the day off tomorrow, and report to Director Wang from the crew

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