Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 58: Orchid-Taming Master Sang Ning

"Wearing stilettos to pick peaches? I’m afraid you’ll slip and twist your ankle."

Sang Ning spoke as she raised her hand, pointing at Li Sulan’s dress, "You need to change the dress, too."

Then, her gaze moved upward, hesitating for a second. With a slightly disdainful tone, she remarked, "This black silk short-sleeve... barely acceptable to keep."

[Li Sulan’s outfit looks exactly like the one she wore yesterday.]

[Every other guest has changed into work-friendly clothing—even Chu Xi switched outfits. So why didn’t Li Sulan?]

Li Sulan rolled her eyes in irritation, snapping, "The production team took away my luggage. I don’t have any clothes to change into."

Director Sun interjected hurriedly, "That’s nonsense, Mrs. Chu! You’re staying at the village chief’s house, didn’t the village chief provide you all with some spare clothes free of charge?"

At that, Li Sulan burst into anger, yelling at Director Sun, "Are those clothes wearable? The material is so coarse! If they give me an allergic reaction, can you take responsibility for it?"

Director Sun pursed his lips and went quiet.

[Let me at her! I swear I’m about to jump through the screen and strangle Li Sulan. She’s so pretentious.]

[Claiming she’s afraid of allergies—it’s just blatant snobbery, isn’t it?]

"I’ll take care of it!" Sang Ning’s voice rang out firmly as she turned to Director Sun, "Director Sun, please send a staff member to fetch the clothes from the village chief’s house now."

Just then, a young assistant ran out holding a bag.

"Mr. Sang, the clothes are right here—no need to go back!"

The assistant had been clever. Even though Li Sulan adamantly refused to change clothes, she had thoughtfully brought the village chief’s set along after Li Sulan left his house.

After all, today was "labor day." What if Li Sulan suddenly had a change of heart at the orchard and agreed to change?

Sang Ning handed the bag over before the assistant quickly departed, completely oblivious to the searing, angry gaze glued to her back.

"Change." Sang Ning tossed the bag directly onto Li Sulan’s lap and said unhurriedly, "I have a remedy for allergies—promise you’ll only need to take it once, and you’ll never break out again. Want to take it now or after the reaction starts?"

Her tone was light, yet held unmistakable menace.

Director Sun rubbed his forehead in frustration; did Sang Ning not care about her place in this industry anymore?

[Disaster incoming. After this show ends, I bet Li Sulan will pay someone to get rid of Sang Ning.]

[Sister Sang: Go ahead, I’m not afraid. I’ll send your hitmen straight to the police station to boost their stats.]

Chu Xi had wanted to step in to mediate but reconsidered. The deeper the conflict between Li Sulan and Sang Ning, the more it benefited her, didn’t it?

So, she pretended to be so shocked she froze, standing motionless on the sidelines.

"And what if I flat-out refuse? No one in this world dares order me around! Even Chu Tian doesn’t have the guts to fart in front of me!"

Li Sulan was truly furious now. Born into a wealthy family and later marrying into another, she had never encountered anyone who dared oppose her.

What the hell was Sang Ning’s problem? Just because she returned to the Sang Family, does she think she can walk all over her?

The tension was so thick it could suffocate, and none of the staff dared to breathe.

[Wow, Sang Ning definitely bit off more than she could chew this time. Secondhand embarrassment for her right now.] fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

[Does she really think Li Sulan is as spineless as her deadbeat parents, for her to push around?]

[To those mocking Sang Ning: was it not Li Sulan who messed up first? Everyone’s too scared to confront her—what’s wrong with Sang Ning standing up for justice?]

"Oh, really?" Sang Ning’s lips curled into a faint smile, with a mockingly playful glint in her eyes as she looked at Li Sulan. "What a coincidence—there’s no one I can’t command, either."

Li Sulan hadn’t caught the subtext of Sang Ning’s remark before being yanked upright.

Next, she felt like a wild duck scooped off the water’s surface, letting out a loud "quack" in surprise.

In less than the blink of an eye, Sang Ning had lifted her off the ground, single-handedly holding her by the waist.

"Help! Someone help! What are you doing?"

Li Sulan, in all her years, finally understood what true fear and helplessness felt like.

The change was so sudden that even the previously faking-it Chu Xi was genuinely stunned this time!

Director Sun felt as if his feet and lips were glued down—he couldn’t move, speak, or do anything.

Audience: ???

"I’m not known for my patience," Sang Ning declared matter-of-factly, carrying Li Sulan like a sack of flour toward the temporary changing room set up by the crew. She spoke without so much as panting for breath.

Li Sulan finally squeezed out a few genuine tears for once in her life. "I’ll change! I’ll change—can’t that be enough?"

Sang Ning paused, set Li Sulan back down, and pointed at the changing room in the distance, impatiently saying, "I’ll give you five minutes. If you’re not done by then, I’ll come in to grab you."

Li Sulan: "..."

She was riddled with regret. Her younger self must have been utterly brainless to send Sang Ning off to train in Martial Arts—now it was clear she was just shooting herself in the foot!

Sang Ning firmly stuffed the clothes bag into Li Sulan’s hands, her icy gaze packed with undeniable pressure.

Li Sulan caught just one glance before clutching the bag tightly and fleeing.

[I swear, I’m speechless—who knew this was possible?]

[Sister Sang, you’re unmatched. Even someone like Li Sulan has been tamed—let’s start calling you the Sulan-slayer.]

[Sang Ning: If you end up in my hands, I won’t settle for mediocrity. Heck, even a limp fish in my grasp would have to flip around a few times.]

Watching Li Sulan sprint so fast and steady in those stilettos, Sang Ning mused she must have some decent tricks up her sleeve after all.

Seeing Li Sulan enter the changing room, Sang Ning turned back. Director Sun hurriedly brought over a chair himself, bending extra low. "Sister Sang, please have a seat!"

The assistant director eagerly approached with a glass of orange juice, handing it over with a cautious smile. "Sister Sang, please enjoy!"

Other staff members crowded around, vying to ingratiate themselves.

"Sister Sang, are your shoulders sore? Shall I massage them for you?"

"Sister Sang, are your hands numb? Would you like me to rub them?"

"Sister Sang, how about I give your legs a good pounding massage?"

[Gentlemen, I cannot hold back anymore—Director Sun and the crew’s over-the-top fawning is hilarious enough to make me puke from laughter.]

[After this incident, Sang Ning’s status as the rural queen bee is officially solidified!]

[Shoutout to our NPC Li Sulan for being the sacrificial lamb. If not for you, Sister Sang wouldn’t have risen to prominence so dramatically.]

Though Sang Ning was sitting on a plain plastic stool, she exuded the aura of sitting on a royal throne—it truly felt majestic.

She cast her gaze downward, lifted her hand, and decisively commanded, "You may all leave now."

The staff were so awestruck by Sang Ning’s aura that they replied in unison, "Yes, ma’am~!"

Sang Ning: "..."