I was blacklisted by the whole network at the beginning, but I became popular after surviving in the

Wen Yuan noticed Zhou Yili's eyes.

He just glanced aside indifferently.

Zhou Yili quickly looked away, his heart slightly shocked.

That look... is so oppressive.

Here, Song Yuge and Wen Yuan went to look for a cart.

Zhuang Yumian and Xici continued to find more dry firewood.

The others followed Song Yuge to find a cart.

Sure enough, several carts were found not far from the mountain.

It's just for carrying things.

It was indeed more than enough to carry the wood.

Song Yuge was very surprised. He walked around the cart several times and checked it inside and out.

Wen Qingyan was bored and sighed a few times.

Zhou Yiran looked at him a few times, but said nothing.

Song Yuge heard the noise and looked over. "What's wrong?"

Wen Qingyan originally wanted to ask why not let them live in the house over there?

But when he met Wen Yuan's deathly gaze, Wen Qingyan immediately became intimidated and uttered, "Nothing, I'm just worried that even if we have a cart, we won't be able to move so much wood down there."

Zhou Yili nodded, "This is indeed a problem."

Cutting wood is a problem, and moving wood is also a problem.

Whether they can move to the camp smoothly is probably still a question.

Song Yuge was not too worried.

She looked at them and said, "You might have to go back and forth a few times."

Wen Yuan smiled slightly, "It's okay, it's what I should do."

Wen Qingyan met Wen Yuan's gaze and quickly stated, "It's not hard. Let's just think of it as losing weight, right? Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Yili nodded, "Yes, I'll just treat it as fitness."

As soon as the two of them said this, the screen was flooded with comments.

[This is so funny! Isn't Song Yuge the one who needs to lose weight the most among these guests?]

[Hahahaha, this isn't about losing weight, it's about losing weight.]

[That’s right, I’ve never seen a female celebrity weigh 200 pounds in my life.]

[As expected, people with a lot of fat on their bodies are thick-skinned, otherwise they wouldn't be so shameless.]

Seeing that they had no objection, Song Yuge suggested pushing the cart to the side where the wood they had cut was.

Zhou Yili and Wen Qingyan each pushed one.

Song Yuge followed Wen Yuan empty-handed.

She looked at him carefully and lowered her voice, "If you're tired, just stay over here for a while and I'll move it."

Wen Yuan looked at her with a smile in his eyes, "I don't have to do anything? That's great."

Song Yuge blinked. "If it weren't for you, we might not have been able to find these trucks to move the wood. We might have to sleep outdoors. We must be nice to you."

She is now fat due to hormones, and her whole face is covered with fat, but you can still vaguely see that her facial features are actually very delicate.

Especially those eyes, they seem to be filled with stars when she smiles.

It makes people unable to help but indulge in it.

Wen Yuan looked at her with deep eyes and felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster.

His face was reflected clearly in those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

It was as if the only thing left in her eyes was... him.

The corners of his lips curved up beautifully, "Are you so good to me? Even if I do nothing?"

At first glance, this seems like just a joke.

But only he knew that he was testing her bottom line little by little.

Hearing this, Song Yuge was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much, and smiled, "Of course, I'm here, right?"

She patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, I will try my best to ensure that you don't have to sleep in the open."

The smile in Wen Yuan's eyes deepened, and he hummed, "I believe you."

The group arrived at their destination.

Song Yuge didn't waste any more time and went straight up to start moving the wood.

Wen Qingyan hasn't reacted yet.

Suddenly a piece of wood flew over my head.

He squatted down subconsciously, "Fuck."

Song Yuge easily placed the wood on the cart, and then his eyes fell on Wen Qingyan who was squatting with his head protected...his posture.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "What did you do before?"

This posture is a bit too practiced.

Wen Qingyan looked up and met the eyes of the three of them, becoming even more confused.

"What do you mean by what job I had before? Does someone like me still need to work?"

Even if he was just a waste, the Wen family would not let him go without food or money.

What's more, he doesn't want to compete with those people for the position of family heir.

Nothing is more important than saving the dog's life.

Song Yuge: "..."

Zhou Yili: “…”

He is indeed worthy of being the eldest son of a wealthy family.

They don't deserve it.