Wish to Get Rich But Wear a Scumbag A - Chapter 49

The “good stuff” arrived fashionably late, riding a bicycle.

“Director Han, parking’s not allowed here. Venmo me 500 to cover the fine.”

“Our team voted unanimously to send Yan He as our envoy to join you,” Du Yihan said expressionlessly, grabbing Yan He and shoving her toward Qi Xingwan. “Return to sender.”

Yan He: ˊˋ

Can you even do that?

If they can break up the official pairing, why not swap teammates mid-game?

This season’s guests are such big shots—they can film however they want!

Jealous? Get your own idol a high-profile connection.

President Yan’s out of luck. But the Yan Family’s second branch still has an Eldest Miss. Come on, handsome Alphas and beautiful Omegas of the entertainment industry!

Fun fact: the Yan Family didn’t invest in this variety show.

Not only that, but they haven’t even assigned Yan He a PR team yet.

Seriously?! Has the Eldest Miss fallen out of favor?

The wealthy are so complicated… Rumor has it Old Madam Yan despises Qi Xingwan, considering actresses beneath her.

Holy crap, the Eldest Miss is so devoted! Defying her elders just to join her wife on a variety show!

Wait, are we shipping them now?

Qi Xingwan glanced at Director Han, then at Yan He, her expression cracking slightly.

Yan He flashed a sweet smile, making a heart with her hands.

Qi Xingwan sighed. At least she didn’t drive Director Han to an early grave.

“Exchange envoy? Or are you just paying for her meals?”

Zhou Yunuo considered the matter more deeply. “We should pay extra for her meals. She eats enough for two.”

Yan He: “???”

Mu Xu immediately shot Zhou Yunuo a warning glance, offering a way out. “Let’s go with the exchange envoy idea, Yunuo.”

“Yay! I’m coming then!” Ke Wenxin threw herself into Li Jin’s arms, cooing, “A Jin~ Did you miss me even after just a few hundred seconds?”

“What’s with the silence? Don’t you want to see me again? Have you already moved on to someone else? Forgotten your roots and started disdaining your old wife?”

“Li Jin! Explain yourself!”

Suddenly assaulted by the carbon-based creature, Li Jin winced, stammering, “…You bumped my chest. It hurts…”

Oh…

Ke Wenxin seized the opportunity to squeeze Li Jin’s chest, her eyes darting to the back of her neck. “Let me check if my baby’s been a good girl today. Remember to be nice to your suppression patch, okay? Mommy will play games with you later~”

Li Jin’s face burned crimson, wishing she could dig a hole with her toes and hide in a three-bedroom apartment.

Is this something you’re supposed to say? Shocked face triple combo JPG.

If it’s Ke Wenxin… that’s perfectly normal.

No wonder Li Jin Yi is still so energetic during his heat. He must have had a very good night.

Not only did he eat well, but his short-sleeved shirt, hat, and sun-protective jacket are all Ke Wenxin’s!

Aaaaaahhhhhh my CP! Aaaaaahhhhhh!

Being surrounded by an Omega’s pheromones during heat must be heavenly! Ughhhh!

This is what a couple in the honeymoon phase looks like! 99

I’m recording the progress bar. Another day worrying about the live stream getting banned.

Why record it? Won’t it be awkward if they break up later?

They’re just trying to grab attention with all this hype. All flash, no substance—typical of influencers and second-rate singers.

Well, this might be their only chance at viral fame. Let them have their moment.

I’m telling you, Mu Xu’s fans are going too far! Stop treating us like idiots! Is it fun pretending to be random passersby?!

@Mu Xu V Dare you say you’ve never hyped up a CP since your debut?

@Mu Xu V Dare you say you’ve never tacitly approved your team buying trending topics to grab attention?

@Mu Xu V Aren’t you a professional actor? How can you fall in love with your co-star? Is Xuxu and Nono’s relationship just a contractual arrangement? No way, no way, no way~

Everyone upstairs, stay strong! Remember to turn off your DMs.

Li Jin led Ke Wenxin away, and Yan He returned to the Wise and Mighty Lord Female Lead’s command. Everyone was supposed to have a bright future.

Yeah, right.

Yan He poked a freshly steamed, fluffy white mantou. Guess what?

It wouldn’t budge!

Yan He stared forlornly at the video saved in her phone’s photo album.

Strange. My brain knows how to make them, so why did I end up with a batch of trebuchet ammunition?

“Yan He, are the mantou ready yet?”

He Jiamu’s assigned dishes were sauerkraut fish and stuffed green peppers.

The ingredients weren’t expensive; they’d bought grass carp, which was cheap and plentiful. The only downside was the abundance of bones, which needed careful removal to score high.

Those with cooking skills were busy preparing ingredients, naturally leaving the mantou steaming to Yan He.

Zhou Yunuo would never have imagined that such a formidable warrior could transform mantou into its distant cousin—stone.

Yan He covered the mantou with a white gauze cloth. “They’re… probably done.”

They’re just too firm to poke, not too hard to bite. Humans aren’t as fragile as we think.

Yan He mentally pep-talked herself, grabbed one, and handed it to the Lord Female Lead without hesitation. “Your Majesty, would you like to try one?”

Qi Xingwan glanced at the mantou in Yan He’s hand, which showed no sign of yielding, and waved to Ke Wenxin, who was overseeing the work by the sink. “The mantou are ready. Want one?”

Inspired by the others, the Alphas also bought yeast and flour to make steamed buns.

However, few of them knew how to cook. Li Jin and Director Han were busy preparing the ingredients, while Mu Xu couldn’t even match Yan He’s skill, nearly dropping the bowl while kneading the dough.

As for Ke Wenxin, her mere absence of mischief was already a blessing. Helping was out of the question; at best, she clung to Li Jin like a conjoined twin, acting as a supervisor while comforting the vulnerable Alphas during their heat cycles.

Breakfast had been late, so they weren’t particularly hungry.

But since Qi Xingwan had asked, she naturally had to eat.

Ke Wenxin happily dashed back to her beloved teammate, but her smile froze the moment she took the bun.

She hissed in a low voice, “Tell Yan He to steam two more batches of these rocks. We’ll ambush Director Zhao with this ammunition and seize control of the production!”

Qi Xingwan nodded in deep agreement, turning to Yan He.

“Who are you calling trash? Eat it or don’t!” Yan He retorted, pouting angrily. She grabbed a bun and took a large bite, chewing vigorously. “See? I can bite through it! (Chew, chew, chew…) You guys (chew, chew, chew…) just wait a minute (chew, chew, chew…)”

She chewed for a long time, the bun becoming increasingly chewy.

Truthfully, Yan He was getting tired.

A tree lives by its bark, a person by their reputation. Under the probing gazes of the others, Yan He forced herself to swallow.

“The taste is decent. Those with larger mouths should take smaller bites, while those with smaller mouths can use a knife and fork to cut it into pieces.”

Qi Xingwan: “Do you want some water?”

The Lord Female Lead rarely showed such initiative in caring for others. Yan He’s face lit up as she reached out her hand. “Thank… wait, where’s the water?”

Qi Xingwan: “On the table. Pour it yourself. No need to thank me.”

Yan He: “……”

Damn that scoring system!

“Hey, you look just like a Yangtze alligator!” Ke Wenxin chuckled at her own comparison. “You see someone washing clothes by the river and eagerly rush over to greet them, only to get whacked with a stick. Ha ha ha!”

Yan He retorted, speechless, “…You look more like the stick.”

She had a point. Qi Xingwan glanced at Yan He, who was cradling a steamed bun in both hands and taking small, slow bites. She rose to fetch a plate for the buns.

The kitchen in the residential area had pickled vegetables, which she arranged in a small dish as well.

“Yunuo, Sister Mu Mu, let’s eat first. I’ll chop the pork later.”

“These buns are so plump! They look delicious.” Zhou Yunuo took a massive bite, her mouth full as she chewed and chewed and chewed…

He Jiamu silently set down the bun he had raised to his lips, relieved he hadn’t taken a bite yet.

There was a vast difference between being quiet and being unable to speak.

He Jiamu: “…Did you forget to add yeast?”