Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Could Jiaojiao be faking it to avoid punishnt?
“Oh,” Sang Qiao stood up and followed the man upstairs.
The production team had already prepared dinner, packed it in takeout boxes, and was waiting for them to pick it up. One had to comnd the team for being decent human beings.
At least they didn’t stick to their original statent that they would have to cook all subsequent als by themselves. It was probably because the first-ti cooking had led to several guests wasting a bunch of food.
After all, wasting food is shaful, and the production team probably didn’t want the guests to feel hungry and listless while filming.
Among today’s dishes was sweet and sour fish, and Sang Qiao could tell at a glance that it was the fish she had killed today.
They sat on stools eating, while Yao Hui and Sang Jiao were still cleaning nurous bottles and jars on the side. It was a mystery where the Siheyuan got so many decorative items, each covered in dust.
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Sang Jiao felt like crying out of grievance; wherever she had been in the past, she was always pampered and had a bunch of people helping her. Her second elder brother treated her like a treasure, even presenting her with dicine whenever she got a mosquito bite and moving her to a better place to stay.
Unlike now, she had been working all day without getting much attention. She was cleaning right before his eyes, and he didn’t even show concern.
When she looked at Sang Qiao, who was eating, Sang Jiao’s heart filled with even more resentnt. It was all because of Sang Qiao!
She couldn’t just sit idly by and let this continue.
Sang Jiao suddenly put down the tools in her hand and coughed violently, looking uncomfortable, “Second brother, I can’t really continue cleaning, my head feels so heavy.”
Sang Shen put down his food box and planned to walk over to her, but then he thought of Qiaoqiao behind him and paused, unconsciously turning back to look at Sang Qiao.
However, Sang Qiao seed as if she didn’t see them, not even glancing over.
“Second brother, my chest hurts too, could it be my old injury acting up?” Sang Jiao saw that her second brother was hesitating and grew even more displeased, raising her voice.
Sure enough, hearing this, Sang Shen didn’t dare hesitate any longer. He quickly walked over, reached out to support her, and asked with concern, “Do we need to take you to the hospital?”
“I probably don’t need to, I should be fine after so rest. Maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten anything from morning until now.”
“Okay, I’ll help you over to rest,” Sang Shen helped her over to sit on a nearby stool.
“Hey, if you leave, I…” Yao Hui looked at the large pile of unwashed items, frowning.
“You’re not pretending to be lazy and not cleaning these things, are you?” Lu Tianxin added nonchalantly, not having gotten along with Sang Jiao since the first episode.
And since Sang Emperor didn’t show up for the second episode and she had to compete with Sang Jiao for a partner, Lu Tianxin didn’t feel close to Sang Jiao. Seeing her frail act now, she only found it annoying.
How pathetic.
Hearing this, Yao Hui felt like applauding; it was the first ti he found Lu Tianxin’s sharp tongue agreeable.
[I also think Sang Jiao looks pretty pathetic, leaving all that stuff behind. How’s Yao Hui supposed to deal with it?]
[And if she’s only unwell to the extent that a little rest could solve it, why does she insist on having the Sang Emperor help her? Can’t she walk over by herself?]
[Alas, I see it now, the Sang Emperor’s favoritism isn’t given to Jiaojiao today; despite her hard work, he hasn’t shown her any pity.]
“I’m not, Yao Hui, just keep my part out, I’ll wash it later,” Sang Jiao said with an unpleasant expression but forced herself to speak up.
“No problem, I’ll leave your share for you,” Yao Hui wasn’t one to pity or indulge anyone. He was exhausted himself and certainly wasn’t going to play the hero.
“Um, okay,” Sang Jiao sat on the sofa chair feeling extrely uncomfortable; her second brother didn’t even offer to help her.
After all, it was because he was afraid of upsetting Sang Qiao!
Yao Hui, you go and have your al first before coming back to wash up,” the director couldn’t stand the pitiful look on Yao Hui’s face anymore, so she rarely spoke up with so sympathy.
Yao Hui was so happy he almost cried, “Okay.”
After an afternoon of exhaustion, he now looked at ng Wangge and found her more and more pleasing to the eye. Where was she ugly? Where was she fat? She was clearly a good partner.
He carried his al out and deliberately sat next to ng Wangge, “Hey, how’s it going with that mute of a partner?”
“You’re the mute! The guy has a na, Lin Weichen!” ng Wangge was sowhat speechless.
“It’s all the sa, is he better than ?”
“Why do you ask?”
“I’m asking you. Do you still want to be in a group with or not?” Yao Hui asked unnaturally, really unable to stand Sang Jiao anymore. If he continued to partner with her, just the physical punishnts from the show’s staff could make him lose ten pounds.
ng Wangge saw his expression and felt disgusted, what was this expression, a grown man showing a look of coy shyness?
“What do you an? Didn’t you despise before?”
“That was before, and now I think you’re quite good, alright? Do you want to group up with ? How about we go to the director and resist together?”
“No way, a good horse doesn’t eat the grass behind it. I may look average, but I have no interest in you, I won’t like you.” ng Wangge was genuinely repulsed now.
He used to despise her so much and criticized her as worthless, and now he had the nerve to ask her to be in a group with him?
Yao Hui was embarrassed by her plainly disdainful look and abruptly stood up from his stool, his voice so loud it could be heard throughout the vicinity.
“Damn it! What the hell are you thinking? How could I possibly like you? You should look at yourself in the mirror. If I were to like soone, it would be a great beauty like Sang Qiao!”
Everyone: “…”
The person in question, Sang Qiao: “?”
The color of Sang Jiao’s face was particularly bad. What could be more insulting than her own partner saying he liked soone else? She loathed Yao Hui, who had no sense of cherishing the beauty nor knew how to play up for the cara. Now, nobody online ‘shipped’ them!
Si Chenli’s gaze revealed a hint of chill, and his thin lips moved, “You like Sang Qiao?”
Yao Hui was so scared just hearing this voice that his legs went weak. He was so preoccupied with rebutting ng Wangge that he had forgotten what sort of person Sang Qiao’s man was.
He slowly turned around and managed an awkward smile, “No no no, just joking. Sang Qiao is your partner, I definitely wouldn’t dare to have any thoughts about her.”
“Hmm,” Si Chenli indifferently retracted his gaze, his expression neither cold nor hot, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.
Yao Hui also believed this ant Mr. Si trusted him, so he felt relieved.
However, that very night, as he was laboriously washing containers and everyone else had turned off their lights to rest, his grandfather specially made a long trip to co over and twist his ear, waiting on him hand and foot.
Of course, these were stories for another ti.
[Yao Hui is such a coward now! Rember in the first episode, he acted like a spoiled brat, looking down on everyone.]
[To be fair, Sister Qiao really is a great beauty.]
[In the first episode, Jiaojiao was like a little darling. Now in the second episode, it’s all changed; it feels like tis have changed.]
[It’s all because the Sang Emperor, who one mont likes this sister and then another mont likes that sister, really makes it incomprehensible what he’s thinking.]
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