Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 21

Yan He’s brain froze for a second. After rereading the question, she finally realized she had transmigrated into an ABO world.

Crazy!

How am I supposed to know if I’ve never even smelled it?!

Damn the original host! Death is too good for her!

007: Lemon-scented. Fill in “likes.”

Yan He snapped: Even you’ve smelled it?!?!?

Why? This is unfair! I demand we dig up the original host and whip her corpse!

007: In Chapter 21 of the original novel, the author provided a detailed description of her pheromones. They were very fragrant, and the original host loved them.

Oh, well then, never mind.

Lemon is good, lemon smells nice, and I like lemon too.

007 adjusted his data-generated glasses. Host, your emotional fluctuations were severe just now. Have you already failed?

Shut up. What did the original host’s pheromones smell like?

The author didn’t specify. Your glands have already formed, but I don’t know what your pheromones will smell like either.

This isn’t written, that isn’t written—what exactly did the author write?!

Would it be appropriate to go over and ask the Female Lead to smell her pheromones right now?

Ugh, that’s a bit creepy. I’ll just make something up.

A flash of inspiration struck Yan He, and she picked up her pen and wrote two words.

“Thank you both for your cooperation.”

In the time it took to complete one exam paper, Yan Herong had been promoted to the rank of teacher.

As the host collected the papers, he inadvertently glanced at the answers. His professional composure nearly cracked.

“The first phase of closed-set filming will last three days and two nights. The production team will provide all necessary electronic devices, so we kindly request that you use the phones we’ve prepared during the filming period.”

Qi Xingwan was familiar with this procedure. Her manager oversaw her work matters, and her assistant would accompany the production team throughout the filming. She would still receive urgent messages.

She accepted two new phones from a staff member and asked Yan He, “Is this convenient for you?”

The question was absurd.

Yan He was a idle second-generation scion who didn’t work at the company. What could possibly be inconvenient for him?

“Not really right now. Give me half an hour. Let’s move on to the next step first.” Yan He immediately searched online for how to transfer game data to another phone.

Qi Xingwan asked the host, “Can the phones you provided receive game account data?”

The host: “? Yes, but we’ll need to inspect them.”

Dying of laughter, this is all just bitter tears.

New viewers might not know, but in Season 3, a contestant hid a payment code in a Candy Crush game. The guests used their money to directly challenge the production team.

Behind every absurd rule lies an even more absurd reason, don’t you think, @Director Zhao V?

What a perfect example of “the previous generation chops down the trees, leaving the next to bake in the sun”! The production team even provided sunglasses—what on earth did the guests do in previous seasons, hahaha?

Has anyone seen Yan He’s gaming account? I’m weeping tears of envy.

With all that money she’s spent, does she even know how to play properly?

Miss, playing games is all about the mood. What would you know?

Wait, why is the “fruit of their love” on the bus too?

That’s President Shen’s precious daughter! Are you guys genuinely clueless or just playing dumb?

So, President Shen’s daughter fought Yan He over half a boiled egg… Did they eat some magic mushrooms?

Qi Xingwan also suspected Shen Tinglan had eaten magic mushrooms. “Miss Shen, aren’t you going home?”

What was the point of a pampered heiress, President Shen’s sole successor, acting like a bellhop and lugging luggage around?

Was personality splitting contagious?

Had her intelligence also developed some unspeakable issues?

“Oh, she said she wants to be my assistant and travel with the production team,” Yan He replied, who had only ever worn small lapel mics and was now struggling with the entertainment industry’s headset. “How do you even wear this thing?”

Qi Xingwan instructed, “Tuck it into your waistband, clip the transmitter to the inside of your clothes, and make sure it’s hidden. Neatly tuck any excess wire inside the waistband, leaving enough room for movement.”

Normally, these preparations would be handled by the production crew, and the artists wouldn’t need to assemble the equipment themselves.

But for some reason, Yan He’s audio equipment hadn’t been set up in advance.

The crew members watched her struggle with the wires in front of the camera for ages without offering assistance, as if… they had ulterior motives.

Qi Xingwan thought, If this were the old Yan He, she would have already thrown a fit and berated the staff. She would never have had the patience to fiddle with a bunch of wires for over ten minutes.

Yan He looked confused. “Then why are there two little ‘nose plugs’?”

Qi Xingwan: “……”

“Let me handle this.” Seeing Yan He’s continued confusion, Qi Xingwan stepped in to help. “The one on the left is the transmitter for the microphone’s waist pack, and the other is a backup recorder. Double insurance.”

“Thank you, you’re a good person.” Yan He glanced down at her waist, satisfied. She reached into her bag and rummaged around. “Hold out your hand. I have a little gift for you.”

Qi Xingwan raised an eyebrow, opened her palm, and asked, “How did you get past security?”

Yan He dramatically placed a handful of air into Qi Xingwan’s palm, grinning mischievously. “Ha ha! Here’s a lesson for you!”

Qi Xingwan: “……”

Qi Xingwan’s Favorability -1

Never thought I’d see the day someone gives their own wife a “good person” card…

So shameless! Just like my own deadbeat husband. Who keeps saying their marriage is just a business arrangement with no feelings involved?

What gossip did I miss? There’s a major Qi family in Jiang City and the Capital City?

Rumor has it, Qi Xingwan’s mother is the Cheng Family’s Third Miss, who went missing years ago.

Just say she ran off with some random guy! The industry’s been laughing about it for years—why pretend she “went missing”? It’s embarrassing…

Fun fact: Real young masters and misses always have trackers on them and bodyguards clearing their path. They can’t just “go missing.”

Even more fun fact: Young masters and misses can have plenty of fun without ever leaving home. Brands come to them for private service.

Looking at it this way, Qi Xingwan’s pretty unlucky. Stuck with a mother like that and treated as a marriage pawn by her maternal family.

I think she’s enjoying it. So many people would kill for Mrs. Yan’s status.

Mrs. Yan’s status is definitely coveted, but Yan He… I wouldn’t take her even if she were free.

Yan He’s not bad-looking, at least. whispering intensifies

That useless pretty boy doesn’t deserve Qi Xingwan!

You guys don’t seem to understand the situation. Without the Yan Family’s investment, the Cheng Family would already be bankrupt. Qi Xingwan is the one who’s marrying up!

FYI, no matter how useless Yan He is, she’s Chairman Yan’s daughter. She doesn’t need your approval to live a good life.

Damn it! We’re arguing here, and Yan He is just playing video games?!

“You really won’t play?” Yan He asked, holding out her Switch. “My island has so many cute animals!”

Qi Xingwan: “Why did you bring it?”

Yan He: “I’m the island owner! How can I just disappear? My little animals would miss me!”

Qi Xingwan: “……” That makes sense.

Yan He covered her mouth to yawn, her eyes watering. “Just play for a bit. Help me gather branches, dig up fossils, and fish. I want to take a nap.”

Qi Xingwan smiled. “Using me as your personal leveler?”

Yan He shoved the Switch into her hands, pulling down her eye mask as she spoke. “Watch out for beehives in the trees. Thanks, you’re a good person. I’ll give you a gift when we get there.”

Qi Xingwan: “……” A lesson, perhaps?