Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 24

Qi Xingwan had never believed that bad people could change for the better.

Yet Yan He had undeniably changed.

Qi Xingwan had once thought Yan He might be hiding some intellectual impairment.

But that wasn’t it at all. Yan He was remarkably intelligent.

She could quietly read philosophy books for hours, her eyes bright and showing no sign of fatigue. She could also pull all-nighters with Shen Tinglan, forcing her to stay awake through advanced math lectures, only to take photos of her dozing off and post them on social media as a “study session” check-in.

Yan He was healthy and strong, the growing cracks in the marble table serving as tangible proof of her strength.

And… she still didn’t realize she was failing, furiously making threats one moment only to cower like a quail the next.

Could a split personality truly manifest to this extent?

Could a secondary personality completely suppress the original?

A bizarre thought suddenly struck Qi Xingwan: perhaps…

Perhaps she wasn’t who she seemed to be?

“Qi Xingwan?”

“Hmm?” Qi Xingwan lowered her head and met a pair of expectant eyes. “You—”

“Try one?” Yan He unwrapped a piece of candy and offered it. “Shen Tinglan was complaining that such a big airport doesn’t even have a candy store. She said she wants to open one herself.”

Qi Xingwan reached out, picked up the candy, and gently placed it in her mouth.

The refreshing lemon fragrance slowly bloomed on her tongue, its subtle sweetness perfectly balancing the tartness of the lemon, leaving her taste buds utterly satisfied.

“How is it?”

Qi Xingwan hummed softly, avoiding Zhou Yunuo’s resentful gaze. “Delicious.”

Delicious?

Then why didn’t it increase her favorability?

What a stingy favorability meter!

Yan He cursed inwardly. If I’d known it wouldn’t increase her favorability, I would have gotten her a weird-flavored candy instead.

Suddenly, Qi Xingwan’s nose felt itchy, and she wanted to sneeze. She glanced at Yan He curiously. “Why did you think to buy this?”

She meant why Yan He had chosen candy as a gift, but Yan He misinterpreted her question as asking why she had chosen this particular flavor.

“Oh, I wasn’t sure what flavor you liked, but since your pheromone is lemon-scented, I figured you’d like it.”

Qi Xingwan’s eyes widened slightly, and she stared at Yan He in disbelief. A blush rapidly spread across her ear tips.

She… she actually…?

Du Yihan cursed, “Pervert!”

He Jiamu tugged at her, urging her to stop.

Zhou Yunuo clicked her tongue repeatedly, glaring at Yan He with the disdainful look one reserves for a libertine.

Mu Xu remained silent, but his furrowed brow clearly conveyed his disapproval.

Ke Wenxin’s face radiated undisguised disgust as she slapped Li Jin on the back of the head. “You Alphas are shameless!”

Li Jin, who had been inexplicably struck, felt like crying. “I didn’t…”

Yan He stood defiantly, hands on her hips. “Why are you all yelling at me again?”

Du Yihan retorted, “How dare you ask? An Alpha publicly commenting on an Omega’s pheromones—what else would you call yourself but a pervert?”

Damn it.

She had been so focused on applying what she’d learned—using lemon candies to curry favor with the scoring system—that she’d completely forgotten the fundamental rules of the ABO world.

In the ABO universe, giving an Omega pheromone-scented candy was no different from sexual harassment!

No wonder her favorability hadn’t increased…

The fact that it hadn’t decreased was only thanks to the Female Lead’s magnanimous tolerance.

Yan He froze, poking Qi Xingwan’s arm and covering her face. “I’m so sorry!”

“It’s… okay,” Qi Xingwan replied, removing her hair tie and tucking her flushed ears behind her hair. “…Where’s Miss Shen?”

“Oh, the assistants only got economy class,” Yan He said, swinging her leg over the armrest of the lounge chair. “She’s not used to it and went next door to arrange a private jet. She even asked if we wanted to join her.”

To be honest, this was Yan He’s first time flying business class. When she attended academic conferences with her advisor, they never had the budget for such luxuries.

Private jets were something she had only ever seen in movies.

Everything was new and exciting to her, and she wanted to experience it all. She didn’t mind which option the Female Lead chose.

“We’re filming a show,” Qi Xingwan said after a pause, testing the waters. “It wouldn’t be appropriate. But if you really can’t stand economy class, you could go with her. You’re not a celebrity, so it wouldn’t be a big deal.”

“Ah? No worries, I’ll stay with you,” Yan He said cheerfully, acting easygoing. “We haven’t boarded yet, right? I’m going to catch some more sleep. I’m exhausted…”

Qi Xingwan’s lips curved into a knowing smile.

Zhou Yunuo snatched back the last handful of sunflower seeds she had given away, cracking them open as she typed a message in the group chat.

Crane-Slaying Team (5)

 Night’s Wine is No Match for Morning’s Zhou:  @Only Dukang Director Han, are we still going through with the original plan to “slay the crane”?

 Qi Xingwan:  ?

 Lan Ke Yi Meng:  Can you change your awful name? @Qi Xingwan You were so busy roasting Zhou Yunuo you almost forgot to roast you! Check the group announcement and change your name!

 Qu Qi Biscuit:  Is this okay? @Lan Ke Yi Meng

 Lan Ke Yi Meng:  Perfect! My Qiqi is so clever~ Proud mother’s satisfied smile.jpg

 Qu Qi Biscuit:  Five members… who’s the fifth?

 Only Dukang:  @Typing Zhong Zhong Yi. She created the group.

 Lan Ke Yi Meng:  @Typing Zhong They don’t allow personal phones during filming. Remember to recharge our little flame!

 Night’s Wine is No Match for Morning’s Zhou:  @All Members Did anyone see my question? Hello?

 Lan Ke Yi Meng:  Nope

Only Dukang: Didn’t see it.

Zhong is typing: I really didn’t see it! Stop spamming the group chat!

Qu Qi Biscuit: What original plan?

Zhong is typing: Yan Qianshu said next week is the Yan Family matriarch’s 80th birthday. That old hag looks down on entertainers, right? Let’s show her how her precious granddaughter gets completely outmaneuvered by an entertainer on TV! That’ll give you some sweet revenge!

Zhong is typing: Aiyo, you little troublemakers are stirring up trouble again! Gotta go apologize to someone now.

Lan Ke Yi Meng: Who does Yan He think she is, pulling that sour face at her own wedding? That second-generation scion should be grateful she landed Old Qi—it’s her karma from a past life!

Night’s Wine is No Match for Morning’s Zhou: Why can’t I bring sunflower seeds to the wedding banquet? I hate her!

Only Dukang: Xingwan, I’ve heard about Yan He and her crowd—they’re all bad news! I think we should use this variety show to distance ourselves from her. No matter how powerful the Yan Family is, they can’t ignore public opinion!

Qu Qi Biscuit: Are you planning to set a trap for Yan He on the show?

Late-Night Wine Can’t Beat Morning Zhou: It’s not really a scheme, just some minor tactics everyone’s encountered before. But… she seems to have some intellectual issues. Cute cat pawing at its hand.jpg

Qi Xingwan frowned, tapping her fingers restlessly on the armrest as she weighed the pros and cons.

After a long pause, she lit up her screen and typed:

Qu Qi Biscuit: Thanks, but… let’s just film normally for now.

Lan Ke Yi Meng: Understood. We’ll keep an eye on her.

Late-Night Wine Can’t Beat Morning Zhou: So, can I keep teasing her? Eating sunflower seeds.jpg

Only Dukang: You’re really hungry, huh? Hungry face.jpg

Qu Qi Biscuit: Did you and Teacher Mu have a fight?

Lan Ke Yi Meng: You’re really going to cut ties? What about all those Omega seduction manuals you swindled from me?

Lan Ke Yi Meng: And the videos! 10 terabytes! Do you know how long it took me to find a source?!

Qu Qi Biscuit: ???

Late-Night Wine Can’t Beat Morning Zhou: Tough luck.

Only Dukang: @Lan Ke Yi Meng I have a friend…