Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 39

“Lend it to me… to play?”

“Yeah, this game is super fun! Now I can not only fish but also dive into the ocean to catch marine creatures. Look, just press A to dive—easy, right? I’ll lend it to you for the night, just return it tomorrow. Go ahead, try it out!”

Yan He swiftly tossed the Switch into the dirty laundry basket, flashed a triumphant smile, and mentally patted herself on the back.

The brilliant and mighty Female Lead’s lucky hands are sure to catch the most valuable fish and snatch the fastest crabs!

Qi Xingwan stared at the game console in the laundry basket, a vein throbbing at her temple. “I don’t—”

“No, you do.”

Qi Xingwan: “…You really think I’m your personal game grinder?”

“Helping others is a joy, not grinding! Raising five pets alone is a huge burden. If I can’t catch valuable fish or fast crabs, I won’t save enough money to build up my island. Then my poor pets won’t have a beautiful home. They’re so poor! I’m the island’s only hope! You’ll understand how tough it is once you become the island representative.”

Qi Xingwan: “I—”

“Hey, Qi Xingwan, why don’t you start your own island too? I still need cherries and apples, so you can keep an eye out for them and we can trade. The animals are so heartwarming—you can chat with them when you’re stressed from filming.”

Qi Xingwan paused, then picked up her game console and sat on the sofa, looking up to ask, “Is fishing or crab-catching more profitable?”

“I recommend diving for fish. Fishing rods break easily and cost materials to repair. Diving suits don’t break, so it’s pure profit,” Yan He said, then added, “But if you prefer fishing, just buy a basic rod from the shop instead of wasting materials crafting one. My resources are running low.”

This sounds more like she’s power-leveling for me… Qi Xingwan silently swallowed her thoughts and asked, “Which sea creatures fetch the highest prices?”

“Fast ones, big ones, and some that bubble a lot are decent too.” Yan He rummaged through her suitcase and pulled out a small booklet. “Here, I printed this guide with prices and basic info. Pretty cool, right?”

“Pretty, but I grabbed it and then dropped it.”

Yan He’s eyes widened, furious but unable to speak. “???”

Qi Xingwan’s lips curved into a smile as she suddenly remembered the extra sofa in the room. “Where did that sofa come from?” she asked curiously.

“There were so many sofas in the downstairs reading area going unused—what a waste! I got Zhou Yunuo to help me carry it up. We agreed to split it 50/50. Don’t sit on the left side, though—that’s the Empress’s imperial throne.” Yan He grabbed the laundry basket and headed out. “See that white towel? That’s the 38th Parallel. The right side is the empire I conquered.”

Qi Xingwan, who had mistakenly sat on the Empress’s imperial throne, stared in disbelief. “???”

What did I miss while I was out for a walk?

The Eldest Miss incited Sister Zhou to move the sofa and snatched Director Zhao’s silent mini-fan while they were at it. It’s charging in Ke Wenxin’s room right now.

Where’s Xinxin?

She’s showering with Li Jin. The camera angle in the T-shaped Room is blocked. Desperate Scholar.jpg

It’s been almost an hour. What are they doing? So hard to guess~

How disgusting! Adults with no self-control? How can public figures do this on a show?

It must be Li Jin Yi’s heat. The camera caught his suppression patch was wet during dinner. Director Han and Mu Xu also tore off their patches, probably to release pheromones and assert dominance.

Tearing off a suppression patch doesn’t prove anything. It could just be uncomfortable in the heat.

But Teacher He went for a night run with Director Han! She even changed to a fresh suppression patch beforehand.

The T-shaped Room camera has solid evidence! Sister Zhou asked Qi Xingwan to borrow a suppressant, so she’s definitely being affected.

Can a B-Class Alpha like Li Jin have such a strong influence? I thought Mu Xu was also B-Class.

Modern suppression patches block most pheromones. Even during heat, as long as the Alpha doesn’t actively release them, it shouldn’t significantly affect Omegas.

Oh~ So it seems one Mu Xu isn’t enough for Sister Zhou.

Forget Sister Zhou for now! Can someone tell me what Yan He is sneaking around doing?!

Teacher He, don’t mute your mic!!!

“Ouch, that fall nearly killed me…”

“What are you doing following us?!” Du Yihan demanded, his arm protectively around He Jiamu, his eyes narrowed with suspicion.

They had been walking back from their evening run, chatting casually, when a dark figure suddenly leaped out from the side. In a flash of protective instinct, Du Yihan had executed a perfect shoulder throw, followed by a swift kick.

“I just wanted to borrow your washing machine…” Yan He wailed, tears welling in her eyes. Ke Wenxin and Li Jin were locked in the bathroom, occupied with private matters, and she couldn’t even retrieve the fan she’d snatched from Director Zhao.

As for the production team… Director Zhao had recommended using the sponsor’s laundry detergent.

The only washing machine left was in the A-shaped room, but both occupants were nowhere to be found.

After walking a considerable distance, she finally spotted two figures and ran toward them, only to nearly be mistaken for a terrorist and beaten to death.

The thought of her backpack full of sea bass and seaweed filled Yan He with bitter resentment, the light of life fading from her eyes.

This is truly unbearable.

“Where did you fall? Can you move?” He Jiamu asked, noticing Yan He lying motionless on the ground, silent. He quickly checked her pulse, then snapped at Du Yihan, “What are you still standing there for? Go get help!”

“No need!” Yan He raised a hand. “I’m still alive. I’ll just lie here for a bit—the ground’s nice and cool. Why don’t you two lie down and chat too? You’re all sweaty from running anyway.”

“Oh, and stay back a bit. I just showered.”

Du Yihan: “…You showered and then lay down on the ground? Who’s the dirty one here?”

Yan He pushed herself up into a sitting position, her expression unapologetically brazen. “Life’s tough, so I have to find ways to scam people. I hope Teacher He won’t be too mad—after all, your wife’s kick really hurt. She nearly kicked me in the head! If she’d actually damaged my brilliant brain, it would have been humanity’s greatest loss this century.”

He Jiamu switched off the trio’s microphones. Du Yihan immediately understood and signaled the documentary crew to leave.

The crew member was eager to clock out early and kindly reminded them about the security cameras at the entrance to their residence before leaving.

Having scouted the route during her night run, Du Yihan led the limping Yan He to the nearest small park.

“What exactly are you trying to pull?”

As soon as they reached a secluded spot, Du Yihan immediately dropped the pretense, his voice dripping with suspicion and disdain.

“I wanted to apologize to Teacher He in person,” Yan He said sincerely to He Jiamu. “The apology at the airport wasn’t formal enough. Teacher He, I’m sorry. I was wrong about what happened before, and I should have apologized sooner.”

In truth, Yan He had agonized for a long time over whether to say these words.

The original host had been the one who made the mistake, but from the moment Yan He transmigrated, she became the original host in the eyes of the world.

She had inherited the original host’s wealth and cherished friendships. Why couldn’t she also accept the mess the original host had left behind?

She and the original host were different, and that was all that mattered to her.

“I originally planned to apologize formally after filming the show, but I knew it would be difficult to speak privately. So I’m taking this opportunity. You don’t have to forgive me, but I had to say it.”

Du Yihan was stunned.

He Jiamu maintained his polite smile. “It’s alright. Since Miss Yan is willing to change, please treat Xingwan well.”