Although she complained, He Jinxia’s expression was shy yet timid, and her moist phoenix eyes exuded a sort of enchanting charm, with a hint of dazzling allure.
Zhang Yuanyuan, who was beside her, was bending down to grab so juice to drink and was about to turn her head to ask if He Jinxia wanted so too when she caught a glimpse of He Jinxia’s deanor and was instantly dumbstruck.
There is a kind of beauty that transcends gender, admired by both n and won alike.
And He Jinxia, at that mont, was in the midst of such beauty, holding Zhang Yuanyuan’s gaze a little longer than expected.
Finally snapping out of it, Zhang Yuanyuan quickly lowered her head to drink her juice, patted her chest with her hand, feeling her heartbeat suddenly quicken, and thought to herself that Sister Jinxia was truly beautiful, really very beautiful!!
He Jinxia was completely oblivious to Zhang Yuanyuan’s attention; she was busy sweet-talking with her own Mr. Sheng.
He Jinxia: [Mua(づ￣ 3￣)づ]
Sheng Yan’s reply ca a bit slower, sending several emoticons.
Sheng Yan: [Mua.jpg]
Sheng Yan: [Hug.jpg]
Sheng Yan: [Kiss.jpg]
He Jinxia continued to send: [Muamuamuamuamua(づ￣ 3￣)づ]
Sheng Yan: [Muamuamuamuamua[Kiss]]
He Jinxia: [Love you[Smart]]
Sheng Yan: [Woman, you’ve successfully caught this young master’s attention.jpg]
He Jinxia: [Heh, man.]
Sheng Yan: [Heh, woman.]
He Jinxia: [Dare to say that again [Knife][Knife]]
Sheng Yan: [I miss you.]
That did it, He Jinxia completely lost her ire.
The two enjoyed sending ssages back and forth, reveling in this sweet mood.
By the ti the bonfire party was over, He Jinxia and Sheng Yan had not stopped their childish bickering.
However, as everyone packed up the site and returned to the hotel together, He Jinxia had no choice but to put away her phone, because Sister Xiao Xiao was about to reveal so more rules.
The guests had returned to their resting rooms, and He Jinxia and the others were all sitting in the living room, sitting up straight.
Deng Xiiaoxiiao glanced at them and said solemnly, "This ti, one designer will be eliminated."
The relaxed atmosphere was gone, replaced by a heavy silence, as the celebrities looked at each other, already ntally prepared.
"Original Inn" is a show that eliminates stars, which they knew coming into the program, not just the employees of the inn, but even the volunteers who ca to help could be eliminated.
Zhang Yuanyuan was a volunteer who ca in to replace soone who had been eliminated.
When it was announced that this ti a designer would be eliminated, so were happy and so were distressed.
The volunteers breathed a sigh of relief and all looked up at Zhang You and He Jinxia in unison; tomorrow, one of them would be leaving the inn, and whoever it was, there would be people sad to see them go.
Deng Xiiaoxiiao said, "Who will be eliminated depends on the guests, volunteers, and professional hotel interior designers. The interior designers will enter your decorated rooms after the guests leave tomorrow to give their professional scoring, and their scores will account for——"
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After a pause, she emphasized again, "Fifty! The professional judges’ scores account for half!"
He Jinxia and Zhang You couldn’t help but glance at each other, both wearing expressions of unexpected calm on their faces, without the slightest hint of surprise.
According to Zhang You’s character setting, upon hearing what Deng Xiiaoxiiao had said, he should have opened his mouth wide in surprise at this mont. But perhaps because he had been working all day and had expended a great deal of energy, he montarily forgot to react.
As for He Jinxia, she was basically being her true self, not particularly surprised by the scoring criteria, hence she couldn’t feign a reaction. She wanted to avoid viewers putting on 3D glasses to watch the show only to notice her stiff expression.
"The guests’ scores make up thirty percent of the total, and the volunteers’ scores account for twenty percent. After the total scores are calculated, the person with the higher score stays, and the one with the lower score is eliminated," she explained.
After finishing explaining the scoring rules, Deng Xiiaoxiiao took a deep breath, gently patted Zhang You and He Jinxia on the shoulders, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
Her husband, Luo Sijie, wrapped an arm around her and bowed his head whispering sothing into her ear, seemingly to comfort her.
The onsite filming crew quickly followed Deng Xiiaoxiiao and Luo Sijie, sensing there was a story to uncover.
The executive director, who was sitting by the dining area behind a folding screen in the hall, saw this and picked up the gaphone he was holding, instructing the caraman following Deng Xiiaoxiiao to ask about the couple’s current thoughts.
Zhang Yuanyuan, Liu Xiaoqin, and Ji Jiaming looked at each other, racking their brains for a topic of conversation. Yet under the somber atmosphere of tomorrow’s impending departure, they truly couldn’t think of anything to say...
Offer so comfort?
It wouldn’t work; too cliché, too ordinary, and it might even co off as insincere if not acted well.
Talk about what happened today?
That again felt very awkward, like forcibly trying to find conversations for the sake of it.
With the three of them unsure of what to say, and Zhang You and He Jinxia having no desire to speak, the five of them sat there exchanging glances, making sporadic conversation for a few minutes until even the executive director couldn’t bear watching any longer and allowed them to leave and rest.
He Jinxia took a "combat bath" and quickly lay down on the bed, continuing to chat with Sheng Yan on her phone.
When Zhang Yuanyuan finished her bath and looked up, she saw Sister Jinxia lying in bed with perfect posture, her arms holding her phone in front of her chest, a slight smile on her lips as her fingers tapped away non-stop.
Her brow furrowed involuntarily, finding it odd. Who was she chatting with that seed so enjoyable?
Having interacted with He Jinxia for quite so ti, Zhang Yuanyuan realized Sister Jinxia was actually quite indifferent by nature. She appeared friendly to outsiders, but it was just courteous friendliness. She kept people at a distance, offering only as much goodwill as one stranger might offer to another.
Friendly yet distant, yes, that was the feeling.
It was only when one’s relationship with her progressed further, becoming friends, that one would discover she was actually... quite mischievous.
Zhang Yuanyuan felt that the adjective didn’t seem quite right, but she couldn’t think of a better word.
Perhaps Zhang Yuanyuan’s curious gaze was too intense, because He Jinxia glanced over and noticed, imdiately putting her phone away and asked gently, "Want to go to bed early?"
Zhang Yuanyuan ca back to her senses and quickly nodded, "Kind of. Even though we didn’t have to run around outside today, I still feel quite tired for so reason."
He Jinxia said, "Then you should rest early. I’ve finished packing up; you can turn off the lights whenever you’re ready."
Zhang Yuanyuan nodded, and the two didn’t communicate further.
He Jinxia turned over and continued ssaging Sheng Yan, but this ti, she sent a goodnight ssage.
He Jinxia: [Go to bed early, a tough battle awaits tomorrow.]
Sheng Yan: [Yeah, goodnight.]
He Jinxia thought for a mont and added specifically, [You too should sleep early, don’t overdo it. Your health is more important than work!]
A faint smile played on Sheng Yan’s lips as he scrolled past the light-hearted ssage and opened his cara to send her a photo.
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