Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 38

“Of course, of course, of course! Our room has a huge bed—big enough to open a Mixue Ice City branch! We can leave the door open at night to let the cool air from the hallway in. It’ll be much cooler.”

Mu Xu glanced at the crew members off-camera and politely declined. “No need to trouble you, Teacher Qi. I brought a fan.” He then turned to Zhou Yunuo. “I remember you don’t mind the heat much. Let’s go to bed early, and I’ll fan you.”

Before Zhou Yunuo could protest, Yan He let out a loud “Eee!” “Why are you being so formal, child? What’s wrong with the Empress wanting to share a room with Your Majesty? As a night watch maid, you should have better sense than this! If you keep acting like this, you’ll lose your job! Then you’ll be stuck cleaning toilets in the Xin Zhe Ku. For every hundred toilets you clean, you get one lottery ticket. Collect ten salary vouchers, and you can claim a month’s wages for free on the fifteenth of next month!”

Du Yihan and He Jiamu exchanged glances before turning to Qi Xingwan, struggling to imagine her usual dynamic with Yan He.

Qi Xingwan was speechless. “……”

She couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong with Yan He either. For now, she could only apologize to the audience and her friends for the awkwardness.

I’m not one to beat around the bush—I didn’t understand a word of what The God of Wealth’s Beloved said.

Did the Eldest Miss secretly eat mushrooms?

Wow, she’s cuckolding herself? Are all rich people this generous?

You don’t get it. Yan He is one of the biggest players in the industry. She probably wants to be an Alpha with two Omegas.

A friend told me Zhou Yunuo had multiple sugar daddies, but I didn’t believe it. Now I do. Yan He’s got such a terrible reputation, yet she’s rushing to sleep on her floor? So desperate to sell herself, tsk tsk tsk.

It’s obvious Zhou Yunuo has sugar daddies. When their CP went viral, she was the only one whose career skyrocketed. Mu Xu languished for half a year before landing a decent script.

Some fans need to get a grip. If Sister Zhou hadn’t constantly mentioned Mu Xu, she’d have faded into obscurity long ago! Get lost, bloodsucker!

LOL, Xuxu isn’t like those gold-digging actresses who rush to endorse anything the moment they get famous. She was at home honing her acting skills back then! And you’re the ones constantly dragging her into these forced collaborations, making your desperation so obvious.

Sister Zhou has chemistry with everyone. Meanwhile, Mu Xu has flopped three times in a row and can only cling to Zhou Yunuo for clout.

Xuxu and Nono mutually benefit from each other’s popularity. Neither can survive without the other. No arguments accepted.

Support!

Toxic solo stans, get out!

“You twisted CP fans are the ones who should get lost! Your entire homepage is filled with Mu Xu, acting even better than the main character!”

“New fans, be cautious before diving in. The CP supertopic’s main moderator has repeatedly publicly insulted Sister Zhou. The ‘fellow fan’ you think you’re talking to might just be someone’s dream girl roleplaying.”

“If you want to ship them, stay away from the supertopic. It’s a toxic mess.”

The live comments erupted into chaos, but silence reigned at the dining table.

Everyone pretended not to hear, except for Zhou Yunuo, who genuinely didn’t understand who “Your Majesty” referred to.

Ke Wenxin only caught the first half of the conversation. “Why would anyone go to Xin Zhe Ku to scrub toilets?”

“Thank you. Tomorrow, I’d like braised beef and pig’s trotters,” Yan He said, accepting the pig’s trotter substitute—a five-spice duck leg—from a staff member. She tore open the packaging and presented it to the Female Lead.

Qi Xingwan raised her hand to block it, refusing the offering.

Yan He finally took a bite, chewing loudly. “No reason. That’s just how dramas go. Teacher Mu’s lines were so passionate. If we’d executed him outright, our Empress would have seemed heartless. Banishing him to Xin Zhe Ku was the only option.”

The smile vanished from Mu Xu’s face. “Miss Yan, you misunderstand. I was merely concerned about disturbing you and Teacher Qi.”

Yan He was too busy gnawing on the duck leg to reply.

Even though Qi Xingwan had mentally prepared herself for Yan He’s boar-like eating habits, she couldn’t help but show a hint of disgust.

She handed Yan He a tissue and said to Mu Xu, “You’re not disturbing us. Director Zhao didn’t say anything against it during the day. Teacher Mu, you’re overthinking this.”

Mu Xu sighed softly, looking genuinely troubled. He turned to Zhou Yunuo and asked, “Can’t you just make do for one night?”

Zhou Yunuo rolled her eyes inwardly. Mu Xu, get your priorities straight! The afternoon’s drama hasn’t even blown over, and now you’re trying to play the nice guy again?

Mu Xu: “…I was thoughtless this afternoon. I forgot how much you wanted to win. I apologize.”

Ke Wenxin snatched a piece of sliced duck leg meat from Li Jin’s bowl, clicking her tongue. “Li Jin, your Alpha apologies are so valuable! If Old Zhou doesn’t accept your apology, will she get dragged on the trending topics? So hard to predict~”

Li Jin, sweating profusely, remained silent. What a pain.

“Of course she will, Empress Dowager! Guaranteed!” Yan He chewed faster, struggling to speak between bites. “Just let them exchange a few more words, and within ten minutes, ‘Zhou Yunuo being petty’ and ‘Zhou Yunuo being unforgiving’ will be trending. Maybe even a ‘Yan He throwing a tantrum and making things difficult for the production team’ tag to make our Empress look even better!”

Ke Wenxin gritted her teeth. “Who are you calling Empress Dowager?!”

“Why, the esteemed second-place winner, resident of Room B, of course!” Yan He set down the bare duck leg bone, anticipation gleaming in her eyes. “Does Your Majesty need a night watchmaid? I just got two new ones—quick on their feet and with strong teeth. One can plow five miles of land riding on you and the Supreme Emperor with just one steamed bun!”

Who’s the Supreme Emperor? Isn’t Sister Zhou the highest-ranking here?!

This time, the Supreme Emperor must be Li Jin… doge.jpg

Um, shouldn’t the Empress Dowager correspond to the late Emperor? Confused cat.jpg

Wait, does the Empress Dowager’s partner always have to die?

This is ridiculous. What is Yan He even talking about?

She wants to bring her whole family to Ke Wenxin’s room and sleep on the floor.

…Family?

Now?! That’s inappropriate… What’s the bedroom livestream number again? I’m heading there first! Farewell, fellow netizens! bowing emoji

What is the person above… saying? Isn’t this just a normal dating show? Why can’t I understand anything the guests or viewers are saying?

After the meal, everyone was free to do as they pleased.

Yan He returned to her room early, washed up, and settled onto the small sofa with her Switch, ready to become a virtual angler.

After catching a backpack full of bass, she finally snapped.

Yan He: Seven, give me a cheat, please.

007 took a sip of his data tea. To be honest, I don’t understand you humans. Real life is already tough enough, yet you still have to pay off virtual mortgages in games? You’re incredibly diligent.

Yan He: Enough with the chatter! Give me the cheat! I’m catching a coelacanth tonight, no matter what! It’s supposed to be available year-round, so why can’t I catch one?!

007: Fine. Deduct 10 points of Qi Xingwan’s favorability toward the Host. Current favorability: -9850. Small businesses don’t offer credit.

Yan He completely gave up, flopping back and sighing dramatically, “When will this misery ever end?!”

Qi Xingwan returned with a laundry basket full of dirty clothes. The moment she pushed open the door, her eyes landed on the exquisite small sofa that seemed utterly out of place in the room.

Yan He was sprawled across it, the game console bouncing on her rising and falling stomach like a roller coaster.

“Are you… really that hot?”

Hearing the scoring system’s notification, Yan He hatched a mischievous plan. Instead of sitting up, she did a carp sit-up and flopped back down with a thud, bouncing twice on the springy sofa like a salted fish.

The moment was a bit awkward.

“Qi Xingwan, do you remember me saying I’d give you a gift last night?”

Qi Xingwan approached and nodded.

“Then I’ll lend you my Switch to play!”

Qi Xingwan: ???