Chapter Sixteen: I Think You Two Would Make a Good Pair

Sang Yijia comforted her, "Let's look for it first. If we really can't find it, we'll figure something out then."

"But it's a whole week," Yan Ningsi sighed. "I wonder if the directors will rearrange things..."

As she spoke, Yan Ningsi glanced at the cameraman, as if he would have the answer.

But the camera shook, indicating he didn't know.

Yan Ningsi lowered her head again, sighing, "What should I do?"

"I only walked a little bit—how could it have fallen out?" Sang Yijia thought for a moment, her curiosity piqued. "Why did you carry it with you instead of putting it in your suitcase?"

"Ah?" Yan Ningsi blinked and replied, "The production team gave it to me only after we got on the bus."

"And I haven't seen so much cash in ages."

Her words stunned not only Sang Yijia, but also the viewers in the livestream.

[Haven't seen that much cash before?]

[Is seven hundred a lot?]

[I think Ningsi didn't mean what you think—she meant something else.]

Sang Yijia paused, belatedly realizing, and glanced at her. "You rarely use cash, right?"

"That's right," Yan Ningsi nodded. "I always pay by phone or card."

"Now you can even pay with your face," she shrugged. "Seven hundred isn't much, but it's been ages since I've seen it."

"I was planning to open it with you all when we got here." Truly a pity, Yan Ningsi looked dejected.

Sang Yijia pursed her lips. "Don't worry. Even if we can't find it, it's fine. Lu Wenchuan said we still have vegetables in the yard. At worst, we'll eat vegetarian this week—consider it a diet."

Yan Ningsi suddenly looked up, her eyes fixed intently on her.

"???", Sang Yijia frowned.

—

Meanwhile, after washing the glass, Bian He went out to look for Lu Wenchuan. The small courtyard was not large, but no one expected there to be a little vegetable patch next to the kitchen, with so many kinds of vegetables.

"Let's hope we can recover the lunch money," Bian He sighed. Seeing Lu Wenchuan half-squatting in the garden, doing something, he couldn't help but look again. "Lu, what are you doing?"

"Picking vegetables," Lu Wenchuan replied simply.

Bian He approached and saw he had picked a lot, frowning, "So many?"

"Can we eat it all?"

Lu Wenchuan stood up, holding the basket. "We probably won't get the meal money back. We'll just eat these. It's enough for six people—not too much."

"…" Bian He was silent for a while before responding, "This was an accident. The production team will probably solve it."

"I don't know," Lu Wenchuan replied.

He walked in with the vegetable basket and ignored Bian He.

The viewers in the livestream were displeased with Lu Wenchuan's attitude.

[Bian He's attitude was good from the start. What's this rookie acting arrogant for?]

[And he immediately started fawning over Sang Yijia. What's his deal?]

[Now we've finally seen it. He's as annoying as Sang Yijia—so cringe.]

The staff monitoring the livestream noticed and reported it to the director.

But the director didn't care. "He's just a rookie. No need to worry."

"Let's see how Shen Jin and Lan Qing do. They're also highlights of the show."

The tasks were distributed, and the follow-up crew received the message and started preparing.

Shen Jin ran to find a pharmacy, bought a box of glucose, but Bian He told him that Sang Yijia already had some, Lan Qing had drunk it, and was resting.

Moreover, Yan Ningsi had lost the meal money.

Shen Jin's expression darkened, but he didn't get angry—he only asked about Lan Qing. "How is she?"

"What did the doctor say?"

Bian He replied, "Nothing serious. Just eat normally later."

However, Bian He wanted to mention that Lan Qing's agent was negotiating for a role in a film, and the director had high standards for the lead actress. If Lan Qing didn't succeed in losing weight, she might not get the part.

But seeing Shen Jin so worried, Bian He sighed and advised him, "If you have time, talk to Lan Qing. Dieting is fine, but health comes first."

"I will," Shen Jin nodded, then noticed Lu Wenchuan wasn't there, frowning slightly, "Where's Lu Wenchuan?"

"In the kitchen," Bian He shrugged. "We've lost the meal money, so he's washing vegetables now. He won't let me help."

Bian He wasn't unwilling to help; he'd been sent out by Lu Wenchuan.

"I'll go check." Everything was being streamed live now—if he did nothing, the viewers would complain.

Shen Jin went out.

Bian He followed.

—

Sang Yijia noticed Yan Ningsi staring at her, her delicate brows knitted. "What's up?"

"Hey," Yan Ningsi laughed, wrapping an arm around Sang Yijia's shoulder, her smile growing brighter.

But Sang Yijia felt that something strange was afoot.

The viewers in the livestream thought the same.

[What's going on?]

[Did I miss something in the last second?]

[Don't ask me—I just switched from Bian He's stream and saw this. Can someone explain?]

Sang Yijia glanced at the hand on her shoulder, and her frown suddenly eased. Her mood calmed. "What do you want to say?"

"You and Lu Wenchuan get along well?" Yan Ningsi didn't beat around the bush. "I noticed Shen Jin and Bian He act normal towards you."

Sang Yijia lowered her gaze. "Not really."

"Shen Jin is hostile to me."

Yan Ningsi was distracted, "Isn't that normal?"

"Everyone online knows you chased after Shen Jin, and he likes Lan Qing," Yan Ningsi glanced at her, continuing, "But now it seems you have no interest in Shen Jin anymore."

"Is it true or not?" Yan Ningsi had already withdrawn her hand and now nudged Sang Yijia's arm with her elbow. "If you haven't given up, when we draw lots, if I get Shen Jin, I'll swap with you."

Yan Ningsi was quite happy to stir the pot.

[Wow, no way.]

[Director, I want to report this!]

[Ningsi is the same as ever—always openly scheming.]

[I bet Sang Yijia will definitely agree!]

"No need," Sang Yijia refused.

But Yan Ningsi wouldn't give up, leaning in to whisper, "We can swap quietly."

Sang Yijia still shook her head, "No."

"I'm…," Sang Yijia paused, "I've given up."

Eh? Yan Ningsi blinked, her eyes full of disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"After all you've done, you're giving up now?"

Sang Yijia answered calmly, "He doesn't like me. What's the point in insisting?"

"That's true," Yan Ningsi agreed. "But it's fine."

"I think Lu Wenchuan seems interested in you. Maybe you two could work out."

Sang Yijia: "???"