Chapter 93: A Little Mishap Is Bound to Happen at a Small Gathering

Lan Qing was unwilling!
Why?
Wasn’t she supposed to be the winner?
Why had it turned out like this?
Lan Qing gripped the loosened rope tightly, her gaze fixed fiercely on Sang Yijia’s figure. Even when Shen Jin called her several times from the side, she didn’t respond.
Sang Yijia felt Lan Qing’s stare, but she didn’t look back. She needed to distance herself from the main group; only then could she live as she wished.
“Jiajia, you were so amazing.” Yan Ningsi approached.
Lu Wenchuan was about to speak when she arrived, causing his words to get stuck. He quietly took two steps back, not wanting to disturb the girls’ conversation.
This small gesture was noticed by sharp-eyed viewers.
[Lu is so gentle; as soon as little Sisi came over, he stepped back.]
[Yes, I saw it too.]
[Lu stepped back, and Xiao Hehe walked over.]
[Hahaha, I suspect the production team has made special arrangements—maybe Sisi and Sang Yijia are the real couple, and Lu and Xiao Hehe are another pair.]
[Is that even allowed to air?]
[Precisely because it can’t be aired, they must hide it under the guise of something else!]
[I can’t stop laughing—you all really have wild imaginations!]
Seeing Lu Wenchuan move away, Sang Yijia pursed her lips and looked at Yan Ningsi, “What happened to your foot?”
Yan Ningsi was limping as she walked over.
“Don’t mention it. During the three-legged race, I got anxious and twisted it.” She waved her hand, not caring much. “I’ll take care of it in a bit and then rejoin the show.”
“But for the later segments, I’ll just have to watch from the sidelines.”
Yan Ningsi was rather keen on playing dry skating—it was such a pity.
“Alright, rest well and don’t overthink it,” Sang Yijia replied.
Yan Ningsi seemed to recall something and grinned, “I heard about the balloon game—there might be some close contact.”
“?” Sang Yijia was puzzled. “What do you mean?”
Yan Ningsi leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Like accidentally touching…”
Immediately, Sang Yijia glanced downward, then turned to look at Lu Wenchuan, answering with certainty, “He wouldn’t.”

“Huh?” Yan Ningsi laughed, “How can you be so sure?”
“In the game, accidental contact isn’t impossible.” She glanced behind them, “Look at those two.”
“Just now, Lan Qing accidentally fell, dragging Shen Jin down with her, and before you knew it, they kissed.”
Yan Ningsi saw Sang Yijia’s calm face, unaffected, which gave her the courage to say this.
If Sang Yijia had been affected, she wouldn’t have said a single word.
“He wouldn’t. Lu Wenchuan is very gentlemanly.” Sang Yijia still denied it. At first, she thought Lu Wenchuan liked Lan Qing as well, but after these few days together, she realized Lu Wenchuan didn’t like anyone—he was simply courteous to all.
Sang Yijia shouldn’t have thought that way about Lu Wenchuan.
Elsewhere, Bian He glanced at Shen Jin, a slight smile at his lips, then turned to Lu Wenchuan, “Why didn’t I think of using that accident to sneak a kiss with Yan Ningsi?”
Lu Wenchuan cast him a sidelong look, “You’d probably end up sharing an affectionate embrace with Mother Earth, and eat a mouthful of dust.”
“……”
[Hahahahahaha.]
[Even knowing Xiao Hehe is joking, Lu’s deadpan reply is hilarious.]
[Is Shen Jin and Lan Qing’s kiss real?]
[I didn’t see clearly, but they did pull apart instantly.]
[Did you notice, Shen Jin and Lan Qing together feels so fake?]
But that comment was quickly drowned out and went unnoticed.
Bian He was silent for a moment, then coughed heavily, “Lu, I’m just reminding you—next time, you can use it to deepen your relationship.”
“And it looked completely accidental, didn’t it?”
Lu Wenchuan glanced at Sang Yijia; the girl’s smile was sweet. He had no desire to use such sordid tricks to advance their bond. “It’s unnecessary.”
Bian He wanted to persuade him further, but Lu Wenchuan walked away.
Meanwhile, Sang Yijia’s phone rang. The caller ID showed it was her mother.
Yan Ningsi took the hint and made an OK gesture. “Go ahead, take your call.”
“Thank you.” Sang Yijia didn’t walk far, picking up the call nearby. “Mom.”
“Jiajia, are we disturbing your work?” Her mother was in the car, tablet in hand, watching the livestream, though her husband objected, saying it was bad for her eyesight.
But at her age, what harm could it do? She had to watch the livestream, to see what Sang Yijia was doing and feel at ease.
“Jiajia, your second brother and I are coming over to see you. We should arrive by this afternoon.”
“We won’t disturb your work—can we have dinner together tonight?” Her mother watched Sang Yijia’s expression closely; if there was even a hint of reluctance, she wouldn’t insist, just watch from afar.

“Of course.” Sang Yijia didn’t hesitate. “Mom, but I still have some tasks tonight—it might be late.”
“You and second brother can eat first, don’t wait for me.”
Her mother saw Sang Yijia was sincere and relaxed. “Alright, we’ll do as you say.”
“Mom, I want to talk to little sister too.” Her brother Sang Qiwu was also watching the livestream. “Look at her face—she’s clearly not eating well, she’s getting thinner!”
Sang Yijia heard this, paused, wanting to say more, but the director was calling them to get ready.
“Go on, then.” Her mother said no more, waiting for Sang Yijia to hang up.
Sang Yijia glanced sideways, “Okay.” She paused and added, “Mom, see you tonight.”
Her mother was content.
Sang Qiwu glanced over, then looked back at the tablet livestream. Sang Yijia had hung up, turned, and walked toward the production crew. “Little sister has changed so much.”
Just now, he’d seen Shen Jin and Lan Qing accidentally kiss on his phone, and the production camera had intentionally focused on Sang Yijia. But Sang Qiwu hadn’t seen any sign of sadness or disappointment on his sister’s face. Instead, she was calm, as if she’d known all along.
“Isn’t it good she’s changed for the better?” Her mother’s attention was always on Sang Yijia; that scene hadn’t appeared in her livestream room, so she’d only seen Sang Yijia glance over, nothing more.
“By the way, there are only two days left in the show. After Jiajia comes home to rest, find some good candidates for her to meet.”
“I’ve already spoken to your eldest brother and the third one; now it’s up to you.”
Sang Qiwu pursed his lips, “What kind of people can I find at the martial arts studio?”
“You don’t even like muscular types.”
Her mother glared at him, “Are there no college students?”
“Like those sophomore or junior boys.”
Sang Qiwu: !!!!!
Sang Qiwu: Mom, you really dare to dream! Does Dad know you think like this? Can I find a college girl as a girlfriend?
Mother: Out! If you dare mess with young girls, I’ll throw you out of the house!
Sang Qiwu: Mom, you’re so biased!
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