Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 27

“…I made it,” Yan He said expressionlessly, biting through a noodle. “Is it not good?”

Ke Wenxin forced a laugh. “It’s delicious, really! You worked so hard, Miss Yan. Ha ha…”

Yan He glared at her. “Why are you still laughing?!”

Qi Xingwan pursed her lips to suppress a smile. “Your cooking has improved.”

“Really?” Yan He’s eyes lit up. She had been struggling to find a reason to ask the Female Lead for a score. “Out of a hundred, what would you give me?”

Qi Xingwan stirred the soup with her spoon. “How high do you want me to score it?”

Yan He: “At least 80!”

“Then 7…”

Yan He: “???”

Qi Xingwan deliberately dragged out the word, watching the fleeting panic in Yan He’s eyes before changing her mind. “78.”

Love-Heart Breakfast Mission Complete

Woke up with a start—Yan He can actually cook noodles?!

Guys, it looks like she really made it herself. She was the only one in the kitchen when the broadcast started at 7:50 AM.

Did you notice? Only Qi Xingwan’s fried egg is shaped like a heart!

Oh my god, is she trying to poison the guests?!

No need to be so hostile… Yan He actually seemed okay in the pilot episode and trailers.

You mean her elaborate curtsies or her worrying about failing and having her parents called?

Why not mention her giving her wife the “good person” card?

She even wanted to teach Teacher Qi a lesson, ha ha ha!

Her high notes are impressive. She can hold her own against Sister Zhou for ages. Thumbs up!

The atmosphere between Mu Xu and Zhou Yunuo feels… off.

Little Xu is too honest; he’s not good at creating tension.

“Good morning, everyone! How did you sleep last night? Now’s your chance to voice any concerns—this is a one-time opportunity!”

Director Zhao’s entourage of cameras and microphones swarmed forward, encircling the guests.

Yan He ducked behind the Female Lead, unable to bear the feeling of being a zoo ape on display.

Du Yihan: “The pillow was too high. Mu Mu has cervical issues and can’t sleep on such a thick pillow.”

He Jiamu reassured the director, “It’s fine, I brought my own pillow from home. Just return it to me later.”

Director Zhao noted it down and instructed the props team to check the pillows for any issues.

Mu Xu politely said, “Everything was fine, thank you for your concern, Director.”

Zhou Yunuo clicked her tongue. “I don’t know, I was asleep.”

Ke Wenxin, going for a suspenseful tone, said, “The bed was so big, I couldn’t find her in the middle of the night. I thought the production team had kidnapped her and sold her off!”

Li Jin rubbed her still-sore elbow. “That’s because you kicked me off the bed when you rolled over.”

“Alright, case closed. I’ll have the props team find a solution for you,” Director Zhao said, turning to the last pair of guests. “Miss Yan, Xingwan, do you have any comments?”

Qi Xingwan pondered for a moment. “Is there a room with two bathrooms?”

Director Zhao quickly smoothed things over with a laugh. “Haha, Xingwan, you’re such a joker! What kind of couple would separate on their first night—over bathrooms?!”

Sigh… So impatient they can’t even wait for a shower?

Didn’t everyone say this was just a business marriage with no real feelings?

Qi Xingwan sighed, her voice weary. “Yan He was sitting on the toilet until 1 a.m. last night. It’s not very convenient for her to keep running to other people’s rooms to use the bathroom.”

She had planned to discuss bathroom usage schedules with Yan He on the way here, but since the director asked, she decided to bring it up.

Yan He didn’t look like someone with hemorrhoids, so it must be a bad bathroom habit. Hopefully, she could change it.

Upon hearing the accusation, Yan He felt like the sky was falling. “I was in the bathroom rerolling my perfect island in Animal Crossing! The strategy guide said islands with south-facing river mouths are hard to build on, so I had to reroll. You were asleep, so I couldn’t turn on the lights to play. Playing in the dark would make me blind! What else could I do? I can’t squat in the bathroom for hours—my legs would give out! So I had to sit on the toilet!”

“If you needed to use the restroom, why didn’t you knock harder? Your little mouth is so good at holding it in—you couldn’t even shout for me to come out? Now look what’s happened! They’re all going to think I have hemorrhoids!”

“Qi Xingwan, I hate you!”

???

What a bizarre turn of events! I almost forgot to start spreading rumors online.

LOL Teacher Qi is so guilty she can’t even look at The God of Wealth’s Beloved.

I’m seriously impressed. Yan He is still using that awful username. Isn’t anyone going to do something about it?

Her publicity team doesn’t seem to be working with Qi Xingwan’s. You can’t find any Yan He-related content on Qi Xingwan’s studio or personal Weibo accounts.

And here’s the kicker: they only followed each other after their official announcement! Talk about divorce vibes!

A wealthy heiress enters the entertainment industry, and the Yan Family doesn’t even support her?

The emperor isn’t worried, but the eunuchs are panicking. Are you expecting the Yan Family to pay you for worrying about their daughter?

Take your arguments outside—don’t ruin the experience for the rest of us.

Where are they filming this?

Probably in the nearby town. Yun City has a lot of intangible cultural heritage.

That sounds boring. We’re already treated like dogs by our bosses at work. Can’t we watch a variety show without being lectured about high-minded ideals?

They walked in silence.

Yan He was determined to ignore the muddled and incompetent Female Lead.

Even a clay figure has some pride, and she had her dignity too!

Qi Xingwan glanced back and noticed Yan He lagging behind. She waved her over. “Yan He, catch up.”

“Okay, got it!” Yan He jogged to catch up. “Why did the director bring us here?”

This isn’t how it was supposed to go in the original story…

In the first episode, the guests were supposed to go to the countryside to learn from masters, and the Original Host was supposed to make arrogant remarks on stage, right?

007: Affection level has undergone a significant change. The plotline has diverged. The original story’s events now serve only as reference.

Yan He: Does -9910 count as a significant change?

007: -10,000 is the lower limit of negative infinity. Are you bad at math?

Yan He: Xiao Qi, I hate you.

Just explain it! Why insult me too?

Modern systems really have no manners.

“What’s wrong?” Qi Xingwan noticed her emotional fluctuation and reassured her. “This variety show has a high rating. The conditions shouldn’t be too bad. Just bear with it.”

“It’s fine. If I can stay in the bathroom until dawn just to play games, what’s there I can’t handle?”

“…Sorry,” Qi Xingwan said.

“No problem. Everyone has to go sometime, I understand. Next time, just go straight in. Holding it in is bad for your health. What if you couldn’t hold it—”

“Shut up!” Qi Xingwan covered her mouth, glaring at her angrily.

Du Yihan, standing nearby, said with disgust, “A dog’s mouth can’t produce ivory.”

Yan He bristled at the remark. “Are you legally illiterate? Poaching ivory is illegal! If I actually spat out ivory, you’d be eating big bowls of wide noodles and singing ‘Tears Behind Bars’ in jail.”

“Hey, Teacher He, does Director Han sing well?”

He Jiamu wanted to say “yes” to save face for his wife in front of others, but his honest nature prevented him from uttering such a lie.

Yan He, sensing his hesitation, said understandingly, “It’s okay. My A’Cong isn’t a good singer either.”

The sharp-eared Zhou Yunuo, catching the scent of gossip, suddenly chimed in, “Who’s A’Cong?”

At that, even Ke Wenxin, who had been walking ahead, grabbed Li Jin and rushed back.

Qi Xingwan felt a growing sense of dread.