The live chat exploded instantly.
[??????]
[Did I hear that right??? Who hit whom????]
[Seriously, Missy? You drop a bombshell the moment you open your mouth?]
[HAHAHAHA! Fans from Missy’s livestream are here! I knew she wouldn’t disappoint us!]
[I’ve got unlimited data—please, Missy, tell us the whole story!]
The other guests were stunned as well.
Su Muyao panicked on the spot, frantically waving her hands.
“N-No, that day was just an accident… No! I didn’t hit anyone!”
But her explanation sounded weak. Quite a few of Su Jingyi’s fans were watching the stream, and the chat was already filling up with question marks.
Su Qian had no intention of letting her off.
“Why are you getting so worked up? If you don’t want to help move the luggage, then don’t.”
As she spoke, she casually tossed Yu Shi’s suitcase into the van.
“N-No, that’s not it! It’s not that I don’t want to help…” Su Muyao’s eyes reddened, and she quickly forced out a couple of tears, looking as though she were about to cry.
“Qianqian, why do you always misunderstand me…”
She edged over to Su Qian, putting on a pitiful expression as she reached for her luggage.
“I’ll help you carry it, okay?”
Su Muyao’s fans in the comments were immediately outraged.
[Why is she openly bullying Yaoyao on the show? Was this Su Qian some kind of street thug?]
[It’s obvious she’s framing Yaoyao!]
[This is so infuriating! Yaoyao’s crying! My heart hurts for her!]
[She brought so much luggage just to make things difficult for Yaoyao, didn’t she?]
But before Su Muyao could even touch the suitcase, Su Qian suddenly jumped backward right in front of the cameras.
“Contaminated object! Back off! Back off! Back off!”
She shouted, flung her own luggage into the van with one hand, and retreated several steps at lightning speed.
“Keep your fake-act-sister act away from me! I don’t want to catch whatever you’ve got!”
The surrounding guests froze.
Even the live chat seemed to pause for a full second.
Then the entire screen exploded with laughter.
[HAHAHAHAHA! Can Su Qian stop being this funny?!]
[I swear, when someone leaves you speechless, all you can do is laugh! HAHAHAHA!]
[I’m in the middle of a meeting and I just burst out laughing! My boss heard me! Su Qian, compensate me!]
[HAHAHAHA! I was just about to say Su Muyao was being way too fake. Su Qian is such a breath of fresh air.]
[Seriously, Su Qian didn’t even say anything that bad. She started crying on her own. So fake…]
[I’m a fan now. How is there a rich heiress this straightforward?]
Su Muyao stood there in a daze while Su Qian bounced another two meters away, vigorously rubbing at the goosebumps on her arms.
“I really should’ve checked the almanac before accepting this variety show. What rotten luck.”
She was still ranting directly at the camera.
“Can’t you two just stay glued together, manufacture some fake sugary romance, and do your fan service properly? Why drag me into your mess?”
The live chat became even livelier, with half the viewers laughing and the other half cursing Su Qian. It was as noisy as Lunar New Year.
Inside the van, Bai Xiujing let out a quiet chuckle.
Everyone in the entertainment industry was basically a fox pretending to tell ghost stories. Who couldn’t see through an act?
He had seen through Su Muyao’s intentions at a glance, which was why he hadn’t played along at all.
As for this Su Qian…
She really was one of a kind.
And unbelievably bold.
Smiling, Bai Xiujing shook his head, his gaze lingering on Su Qian’s face for a few extra seconds.
Just then, the last guest came running over, dragging a suitcase behind him.
“Sorry, sorry! My flight was delayed!”
The bright, cheerful voice belonged to Cheng Xiao, the third male guest on the show.
He had started as a trainee under a famous entertainment company and debuted as an idol while he was still in elementary school, becoming a nationwide teen sensation.
Though he was only eighteen now, he’d already been famous for nearly ten years.
People online often joked that he was the youngest veteran in the entertainment industry.
This year, Cheng Xiao had just been admitted to A City’s University of Media and Communications. He was transitioning into singing and acting, and his company was investing heavily in him. His future looked incredibly promising.
As one of the hottest idols around, his looks were naturally exceptional.
He stood close to six-foot-three, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a slim waist, giving him an elegant yet athletic appearance. His striking features were especially eye-catching on camera, and his bright eyes, paired with two adorable little canine teeth when he smiled, made him look sunny and wholesome.
The live chat instantly lost its mind.
The screen was flooded with nothing but “AAAAAAAHHHHH!”, as if everyone had been infected by some kind of zombie virus.
“It’s okay!”
Su Muyao wiped her eyes, still looking like she’d just cried but was bravely holding herself together, and smiled at Cheng Xiao.
“Now that Cheng Xiao’s here, we can finally set off!”
“Sorry for making everyone wait!”
Cheng Xiao put his luggage into the van, then let out a puzzled “Huh?”
“Sister Muyao, didn’t you sleep well last night?”
“…Huh?”
Pointing at his own eyes, he said kindly,
“Your eyes are a little red. You don’t look like you’re in great shape.”
Su Muyao: “…”
[HAHAHAHA! I’m dying! What kind of hopelessly dense straight guy is this?!]
[Cheng Xiao is way too much of a steel-straight man! I’m laughing myself to death!]
[HAHAHAHA! Help! Is this really not a comedy show?]
Su Muyao was so embarrassed that she could only force out a smile before quickly climbing into the van.
Shu Suxiao hurried in after her.
Otherwise, what was the point of standing around? Staying next to Su Muyao was the easiest way to get camera time.
Now the people left outside had to figure out who would drive.
Ji Yuhan cast Su Muyao a cold glance.
That woman had the nerve to hire male models behind his back, and after several days she hadn’t even bothered to explain herself. Today, she was acting as though nothing had happened.
The mere sight of her irritated him.
And she still expected him to drive for her?
Dream on.
“I observe certain precepts through my spiritual practice. Sorry.”
Ji Yuhan spoke calmly to the others before turning around and getting into the van without another word.
Su Muyao quickly shifted over, hoping he’d sit beside her.
But Ji Yuhan didn’t even spare her a glance.
He sat in the row behind the front passenger seat instead.
Su Muyao’s expression stiffened awkwardly, and she subtly turned away from the camera.
Outside, Cheng Xiao scratched his head sheepishly.
“I just turned eighteen… I don’t have a driver’s license yet.”
Yu Shi also apologized.
“I can drive, but I’ve never handled such a big vehicle before. I’m a little out of practice.”
Su Qian waved her hand dismissively.
“It’s fine. I’ll do it.”
She opened the driver’s door, got in, buckled her seatbelt, and started the engine in one smooth motion.
Cheng Xiao and Yu Shi hurried aboard as well. Yu Shi took the last row with the other two girls.
Cheng Xiao sat directly behind Su Qian and leaned forward excitedly.
“Sister Qianqian, you can drive too?”
Not only could Su Qian drive, but the original owner of the body had even been forced to drive a tractor to harvest wheat back when she lived with the nanny’s family in the countryside.
“If I can drive a tractor, why wouldn’t I be able to drive this?”
Thinking about it, Su Qian felt the original owner was pretty amazing, and she looked thoroughly proud of herself as she said it.
What?
You think driving a tractor is embarrassing?
She hadn’t even complained that this bunch was useless. There were several grown men here, and not one of them could drive!
But when Cheng Xiao heard that, his eyes practically sparkled.
“Big Sis, you’re incredible!”
he exclaimed.
“I’ve always dreamed of learning how to drive a tractor!”