Chapter 25
“Fine, I admit you’ve succeeded.”
Xiao Jingxi took a few deep breaths in a row, trying to calm his tone, “Although our breakup was you making trouble out of nothing, I’m willing to take a step back. I’ll stop hyping CP with Xu Shuangrong, so you should almost quit it too.”
His condescending attitude made it seem like he was being oh-so magnanimous.
Xie Mi chuckled, crossed her arms, and looked at him with amusement.
“You think we broke up just because you were hyping CP with Xu Shuangrong?”
“Isn’t that it?”
Xiao Jingxi snorted coldly, “Back when you chased me, I already said—once I entered the entertainment industry, it was inevitable my work would involve contact with other actresses. At the time, you pretended to be magnanimous, but turns out you’re this petty. Forget it, I won’t hold it against you. This time, I’ll be the generous one. You should quit while you’re ahead—”
Before he could finish, Xie Mi gave a soft sneer.
“Look at you, talking like some zebra-headed know-it-all.”
Xiao Jingxi: “?”
The veins on his forehead twitched, faint signs that he was about to explode.
“Seems you still don’t get it.”
In the darkness, laughter faintly rippled in Xie Mi’s beautiful eyes.
“I broke up with you because from start to finish, you’re nothing but a—Piece. Of. Trash.”
Xiao Jingxi’s pupils shrank sharply; even his breathing stalled.
Xie Mi gave him a hard kick, then opened the fridge, grabbed a can, and left.
Xiao Jingxi was still reeling from Xie Mi’s shocking change, unable to recover.
Up until just now, he had firmly believed that all of Xie Mi’s strange behavior during this time was her way of trying to win him back.
He thought that if he just waved his hand generously, she would obediently return to his side, kneeling and licking his boots like before.
But it seemed he was wrong.
She really had changed.
Xiao Jingxi clenched his fists so tightly his molars almost shattered.
The next morning, Xie Mi showed up in the kitchen like a ghost, with two dark circles under her eyes.
Yep, she had gone to sleep at 5 a.m. and gotten up at 7 a.m.
If it weren’t for this product placement shoot, there was no way she’d have woken up early.
Life is precious, sleep is worth even more; but for money—both can be thrown away.
[First! First! Damn, Sister Xie actually woke up early? Okay, I’m not awake yet.]
[Old Xie, those dark circles? The zoo’s gonna pick you as the next panda king.] [@ProductionTeam I only have one Sister Xie, don’t raise her just to kill her off!]
With a resentful sigh, Xie Mi opened the fridge, took out the sponsor’s milk, chugged it down, and the very next second flashed a radiant smile at the camera.
Reciting the sponsor’s custom crazy-lady slogan, “QQ Mie Mie milk, so tasty you go mie-poof! Drink it and everything flows smoothly~”
What could she do—the sponsor paid way too much.
[Haven’t ordered yet, waiting for delivery. Recognize kindness, don’t waste it.]
[Really like it, placed an order but haven’t paid yet. Sponsor, hope you’ll gift it.]
[I already ordered a hundred boxes and received them! Feels amazing, this pooping sensation is magical. Gimme more! My chrysanthemum is yours to play with, my poop-thoughts are fully exposed! So enjoyable, this is peak pooping bliss! I’m farting pupu-pupu-pa-pa-pa-puda!]
[Wait, sis upstairs—is that you?!]
[Bruh, even your fart has juice??]
Because Xie Mi’s persona was so unhinged, her fanbase consisted entirely of meme-making netizens. They could play around with a single ad slogan endlessly, and the response turned out surprisingly good.
The sponsor was absolutely delighted.
“Want a cup of coffee?”
Liu Woxing had somehow appeared in the kitchen, operating her exclusive coffee machine.
Some of Xie Mi’s sleepiness instantly dissipated.
Liu Woxing actually took the initiative to talk to her. That was rare.
Although Liu Woxing occasionally exchanged polite greetings with her, it was obvious her first impression of Xie Mi wasn’t good.
Seeing her silent, Liu Woxing paused, then rephrased, “Looks like there’s a shoot outside this morning. I just saw the production team’s van. You seem really tired—some coffee could help wake you up.”
“Thanks, but no need.” Xie Mi politely declined.
Liu Woxing froze for a second, then said no more, quietly grinding her coffee beans.
Soon, all the other guests woke up one after another.
Director Niu announced the morning’s shoot, “Today’s filming is [Simulated Blind Date]. Based on the ideal-type questionnaires you all filled out on the first day, we’ve arranged blind dates with people who most closely match your preferences.”
“Teachers, please get into the van outside the door—we’ll head out to the blind date venue now.”
[Damn, dating on Day 3, blind date on Day 4—I like this pace!]
[From what Director Niu said, it’s not blind dates between the guests, but with other people?]
[Huh? Isn’t this a dating show? Shouldn’t it be about the guests interacting with each other? Why bring in outsiders—trying to break up CPs?]
[Director Niu, watch your step! Try breaking up my CP, I dare you!!]
Despite the viewers’ protests, the guests still got into the van heading to the city.
While everyone else chatted excitedly about what tricks this segment might have, Xie Mi was sleeping soundly.
[Sister Xie is sleeping? This is her ideal type! A 185cm tall, six-pack sports guy! And she’s not interested?!]
[Proven: Sleep > Men.]
[Wrong! It’s because Sister Xie already has Mr. Shen in her heart. No matter how hot the sports guy is, she finds him boring!]
[Get that love-brain outta here.]
Hai City in July was scorching, but the van’s AC was turned low.
The AC vent was blowing directly at Xie Mi, whirring nonstop.
In her sleep, Xie Mi frowned.
Shen Yiqing naturally picked up a blanket and draped it over her.
The CP fans were just about to start squealing when something unbelievable happened.
Xiao Jingxi suddenly spoke: “Driver, could you turn off the AC?”
Everyone instantly fell silent, staring at him suspiciously.
Xu Shuangrong was the first to react, smoothing things over, “Jingxi, I’m fine, not cold.”
Xiao Jingxi paused, “I’m cold.”
[Huh? Bro, what are you doing?]
[You’re literally the one wearing the most clothes on this bus. You’re cold??]
To look stylish, Xiao Jingxi was wearing a sweater under a jacket today. In this midsummer heat, just looking at him made people sweat.
But he claimed he was cold?
[No, no—it’s because he’s worried about Shuangshuang being cold but too tsundere to say it!]
[Aaaah, so that’s it! Sweet!]
“This temperature’s fine. Turning off the AC in midsummer—are you trying to cook us alive? This van’s already cramped.”
Qiu Chengye spoke up, annoyed, “If you’re cold, just use a blanket.”
Xiao Jingxi pressed his lips tightly shut, saying no more—but then did something even more explosive.
He reached out and pushed up the air vent in front of Xie Mi, redirecting the airflow upward.
The moment he did, Xu Shuangrong’s expression soured.
Qiu Chengye’s eyes widened like he’d seen a ghost.
Liu Woxing gave him a meaningful glance.
[??????????]
[Bro, what the hell are you doing?!]
[Xiao Jingxi, are you insane?!?!]
