Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

182: Who told you to sleep on the sofa? Let’s sleep together!Quietness returned to the corridor, leaving only the footsteps of Zhang Ze and Liu Feifei.

The shooting range, which had been bustling with noise just moments ago, was now far behind them.

Liu Feifei walked ahead, her back straight, but her pace was slightly faster than usual.

Zhang Ze followed behind her, hands in his pockets, completely at ease. The awards ceremony in his mind had already progressed to the ”acceptance speech” segment.

[family members, what is professionalism? This is professionalism!]

[I can debate a crowd of scholars with my words, and become a god at the shooting range with my skills! In one night, I completely cleared the Liu Family dungeon!]

[Third Uncle’s favorability is maxed out, and those Little younger brothers probably want to take me as their master. As for Second Uncle and his precious son, Liu Ming, their hate value is also maxed out. Perfect!]

[Right now, Sister Feifei must be deeply impressed by my heroic figure, and her heart must be pounding wildly, right?]

The more he thought about it, the more smug he became. He cleared his throat, ready to receive the female lead’s adoration.

”Sister Feifei, look at my performance tonight, wasn’t it...”

”That’s enough out of you.”

Liu Feifei abruptly stopped and turned around.

Her single sentence instantly shut down all of Zhang Ze’s self-praise.

Zhang Ze raised his hands, putting on an innocent expression.

”I was just going to ask if it was a bit too high-profile? I actually intended to keep a low profile.”

Liu Feifei glared at him exasperatedly.

It was not flirtatious at all, purely disdainful.

”You know it was high-profile?”

She looked Zhang Ze up and down.

”I asked you to come here to pretend to be my boyfriend and solve a problem, not to put on a personal tour!”

”You completely antagonized Liu Ming and stole all the spotlight from my Third Uncle. Are you happy?”

”It’s alright.”

Zhang Ze nodded honestly.

”Mainly, it’s this damned, uncontrollable charm of mine that always makes me the center of attention.”

[I don’t want to, but my strength won’t allow it.]

Liu Feifei felt her blood pressure rising.

She took a deep breath, deciding not to argue with this smug jerk who was rubbing his success in her face.

She turned and continued walking forward.

Soon, the two arrived in front of a white door.

This was a standalone building deep within the East Garden, the environment was quiet and secluded, clearly the core area of the host family.

Liu Feifei stood at the entrance, paused her movement for a moment, and then took out a key card.

”Beep.”

The lock opened.

Zhang Ze leaned over, peeking curiously.

”This is your boudoir? Let me see. Is it that black, white, and gray minimalist style of a domineering female CEO?”

Liu Feifei did not answer, she just quietly pushed the door open.

Then, she stepped aside, clearing the doorway.

Driven by curiosity, Zhang Ze stepped inside.

The next second, his entire body froze in place.

The expected black, white, and gray did not appear.

What met his eyes was an ocean of... pink.

Pink wallpaper, adorned with tiny floral patterns.

Pink velvet curtains, complete with lace trim.

A massive princess bed was draped with white netting, and piled high with various dolls: a giant teddy bear, cute rabbits, and a row of unknown anime body pillows.

The floor was covered with a fluffy white rug.

The dressing table was covered with various bottles and jars, next to which sat a pink jewelry box.

The entire room, from ceiling to floor, exuded a sickeningly sweet girlish atmosphere.

Zhang Ze’s expression management system, which had withstood the pressure of the Gun King at the range and the scrutiny of the entire family at the dinner table, completely collapsed at this moment.

His brain crashed for three seconds.

[Holy crap?]

[This is Liu Feifei’s room? Isn’t this a middle schooler’s room?]

[The style is all wrong! What happened to the promised business queen? What happened to the descendant of a military family? This level of pink cuteness is outrageous!]

[I’m stunned. This contrast moe... who can handle this?]

Liu Feifei stood right by the door, watching Zhang Ze’s thunderstruck expression.

A faint blush rose on her cheeks, but it was quickly replaced by a mischievous look.

At an angle Zhang Ze couldn’t see, she stretched her neck.

Alright, the tables have turned!

This was her home turf.

”What’s wrong?”

Liu Feifei slowly walked in, closing the door behind her.

”Little younger brother, do you have any opinions on my room’s decor?”

She walked up to Zhang Ze, deliberately circled him once, and poked his arm with her finger.

”Were you... scared by Big Sister’s girlish heart?”

Zhang Ze’s body was still stiff.

He mechanically turned his neck, looking at Liu Feifei who was smiling at him.

The woman before him had shed the hard shell she wore outside; her entire being radiated a sense of languidness and seduction.

”N-no.”

Zhang Ze replied dryly.

”I just think it’s... quite cute.”

”Is that so?”

Liu Feifei walked to the edge of the massive princess bed and sat down naturally. The soft mattress sank slightly beneath her.

She patted the spot next to her.

”Come sit down, why are you standing there?”

Zhang Ze felt like his legs were not obeying him.

”Don’t be nervous.”

Seeing that he wasn’t moving, Liu Feifei simply stood up and walked over to him.

She was slightly shorter than Zhang Ze. She tilted her head up slightly and reached out to adjust his collar, which wasn’t even messy.

”You were so imposing at the shooting range just now, weren’t you?”

Her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushed against his neck.

”How come you turned into a little quail the moment you stepped into Big Sister’s room?”

”Who’s a quail!”

Zhang Ze felt he needed to regain his composure.

He forced his expression to return to calmness.

”I was just pondering a very serious philosophical question.”

”Oh? Tell me about it.”

Liu Feifei raised an eyebrow, looking interested.

”I’m wondering, if I sleep on the sofa tonight, should I lie horizontally or vertically so I don’t get suffocated by all this pink cuteness.”

However, Liu Feifei wasn’t buying it.

She suddenly took a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them to the absolute minimum.

Zhang Ze could even smell the faint fragrance coming from her hair tips.

”Who said you were sleeping on the sofa?”

Liu Feifei wrapped her hands around his neck.

She whispered into his ear.

”Didn’t Grandpa say?”

”He told you to sleep here.”

She extended a finger and pointed at the massive princess bed piled high with dolls.

Zhang Ze felt all the blood in his body rush to his head.

With a boom, his CPU completely fried.