Chapter One Hundred and Six: Full of Schemes

Wen Zex replied, “You can stay at my place too and leave after the show finishes filming. Then wouldn’t you be able to look for Song Wanning every day?”

“But there are other people at your house, right? Wouldn’t it be awkward for us all to stay together?” Nanyan hesitated.

He went on, “How could it be? It’ll just be me. You can stay upstairs, and I’ll stay downstairs.”

“I’ll think about it.” Nanyan still did not agree right away.

Then Song Wanning suggested, “It’s fine. After we leave, we can add each other’s contact information and still keep in touch every day.”

Wen Zex immediately shot Song Wanning a glance.

Yet she only smiled sweetly, as if she had not meant it that way at all.

On the other side, Jian Anan, who had been eavesdropping all along, heard that Song Wanning was going to stay at Wen Jingxing’s house and hurried over to strike up a conversation with Nanyan.

“Does the show require the men and women to stay together once we get to the capital?”

Nanyan shook her head. “No. The production team said it’s up to everyone. Whether we continue as we are or not depends on what everyone wants.”

Jian Anan thought of what Song Wanning had just said about adding contact information, and immediately realized that this would give her Wen Jingxing’s number.

So she quickly ran to the director and suggested making a group chat. That way, if there were any notices or tasks in the future, they could just be sent in the group. How convenient would that be?

Li Weiwei had already had the same idea, without needing Jian Anan to say anything.

She had the staff first return the phones that had been collected earlier to the guests, and then mentioned the matter.

No one had any objections. Everyone added Li Weiwei’s contact information, and she pulled them into the group herself. The group name remained “Let’s Fall in Love.”

After the phones were returned, Li Weiwei gave a few more instructions and then had everyone set off for the capital.

This time, because only Shen Yue’s team had failed to complete the game successfully, they could only go by car.

Only later did Jiang Mingzhao learn that the production team had actually arranged for him to be in the same car as Shen Yue.

He was refusing inwardly a thousand times over, and his actions followed suit.

Just as the production team’s convoy was about to depart, he found an excuse to go to the bathroom, then sent messages to Wen Jingxing and Wen Zex.

Yes, that was right.

Jiang Mingzhao had thick-skinnedly insisted on making a group chat.

Originally, it would have been enough for him to add Wen Jingxing and Wen Zex on WeChat, but he did not dare ask for it.

So he came up with a crooked plan: first add Nanyan and Song Wanning on WeChat, and then have them bring in their respective fiances.

And he could justifiably claim that it was to make future notifications easier to send to everyone.

Nanyan and Song Wanning did not care, so they added them both.

When Wen Jingxing and Wen Zex saw that it was their own fiances who had added them to the group, neither of them left.

Jiang Mingzhao: [Help! Help! Is anyone there? I’m about to die!]

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But after waiting a while, no one answered him.

In the end, it was Nanyan who replied first: [Hm? What happened to you?]

Jiang Mingzhao: [Finally, someone showed up! Someone save me. The production team actually put Shen Yue and me in the same car. I’m in despair!!]

It could be said that his dislike for Shen Yue had already reached the point of not even bothering to hide it.

Nanyan: [...Why don’t you switch cars?]

Jiang Mingzhao: [I can’t. I only managed to sneak out by making an excuse to use the bathroom. The whole convoy is waiting for me now, and Shen Yue is waiting by the car too! The moment I go looking for someone else, she’ll find out immediately!]

At that moment, Song Wanning, who had been lurking in silence, suddenly popped up: [Jingxing, isn’t Cheng Mu driving our luggage over? Since Jiang Mingzhao is in such a hurry, let’s help him.]

Then Song Wanning tagged Wen Jingxing as well. This was a feature she had just learned on her phone!

Wen Jingxing, who had been staring at his screen without speaking, finally sent a message: [Got it. Send me your address, and I’ll have him go pick you up.]

Jiang Mingzhao: [Thank you so much! Song Wanning, don’t worry. Once I get to the capital, I’ll treat you and Wen Jingxing to a meal!]

Wen Jingxing: [No need for dinner.]

Jiang Mingzhao: [???]

At any rate, the other party had done him a favor, so Jiang Mingzhao sensibly chose to keep his mouth shut.

On the other side, Song Wanning and Wen Jingxing were sitting in the production team’s car on the way to the airport.

After sending the message, Wen Jingxing locked his phone and asked with interest, “Since when were you so kind?”

Song Wanning also put away her phone, tilted her head, and smiled. “I’ve always been very kind!”

“Doesn’t seem like it.”

“It does! It does!”

Song Wanning stood firm even in death, refusing to admit the truth. In fact, she had done it on purpose.

Shen Yue had long been the sort who helped Jian Anan, and in the novel she had often bullied the original owner.

Now that she liked Jiang Mingzhao so much—

As an opposing force, Song Wanning would of course give her a hand and make sure Jiang Mingzhao drifted farther and farther away from her.

After Jiang Mingzhao got into Cheng Mu’s car, he sent a message to Li Weiwei: [Director, I’m very sorry to have kept you waiting. I just happened to run into an old friend I hadn’t seen in many years. After hearing that I was going to the capital, he insisted on driving me there personally, so please go ahead without me. There’s no need to wait.]

When Li Weiwei received the message, she looked at the person Jiang Mingzhao had called his old friend in the livestream screen—

Wasn’t that Wen Jingxing’s driver?!

But since Jiang Mingzhao had said so, and she had never intended for Shen Yue and Jiang Mingzhao to sit together in the first place, it was merely because Shen Yue’s father was one of the show’s investors. He had said he would increase his investment, as long as they could arrange for Jiang Mingzhao and Shen Yue to sit together.

Now that Jiang Mingzhao had not only run off, but also given an excuse, Li Weiwei simply decided to go along with the current.

Meanwhile, Shen Yue, who had been waiting all this time, saw that Jiang Mingzhao still had not returned and anxiously sent her father a message: [Dad! Have you handled this properly or not? Why did Jiang Mingzhao say he was going to the bathroom and still hasn’t come back?]

Unfortunately, Shen Yue’s father, Shen Guoan, was a complete doting father and replied without hesitation: [Don’t worry. Didn’t the director already arrange for you to sit together? What else are you worried about?]

Shen Yue: [Then why hasn’t he come back yet?]

Shen Guoan: [My dear, don’t rush. Chasing a man takes time. You can’t be impatient.]

Every time Shen Yue saw messages like this, she grew irritated. She tossed her phone aside with a flick of her hand and frowned out the window.

Then the scenery outside began to slide backward, and she finally realized that the car had started moving.

“Driver, wait! Isn’t Jiang Mingzhao still not here? How can you leave first? What if Jiang Mingzhao can’t find me?!” she cried.

The driver replied, “That’s the thing, Miss Shen. The director informed us that we’re setting off now.”

“But wasn’t Jiang Mingzhao supposed to be riding with me?”

“At first, yes. But Mr. Jiang said he ran into an old friend, and that old friend is personally driving him back to the capital.”

Under normal circumstances, Li Weiwei would not explain the reason when giving instructions. But she knew Shen Yue would probably cause trouble later, so she had already briefed the driver in advance.

Shen Yue immediately cursed, “What old friend? He didn’t show up sooner or later, but has to show up at a time like this!”

The End