The already disarrayed living room became even more chaotic.
Ye Wan joined the ranks of those dismantling the house.
However, the spacious living room was divided into two distinct sectors, one in the south and one in the north.
Wen Duoyu was busy tinkering away on one side.
Ye Wan was making crackling sounds on the other side.
Seeing Ye Wan's actions, Jia Lintao in the workspace twitched slightly at the corner of his eye.
If Wen Duoyu was dismantling the house, then Ye Wan was the pro version of it, and the latest one at that.
A toolbox, akin to a safe, lay open beside Ye Wan, who sat cross-legged on the ground, wearing a blindfold for some unknown purpose.
In the silent living room, all that could be heard were the creaky and screechy sounds of the tools.
If it weren't for the two people amidst the mess occasionally picking up a tool, the scene almost looked frozen.
Jia Lintao sighed lightly: Thank goodness it's not live-streamed!
