Chapter 126
The medical team immediately came to check every guest.
Fortunately, it was just a scare—Xiao Jingxi hadn’t poured the tea that had been brewed with desiccant for the guests to drink.
Thanks to Xie Mi arriving just in time, otherwise everyone might have ended up in the hospital.
Everyone felt a little shaken, and Director Niu was so moved that he grasped Xie Mi’s hand in gratitude.
“Savage teacher… ah, no, Teacher Xie, a grateful heart—thank you for being here!”
Xie Mi nodded solemnly.
“You should be the one thanking me.”
After such an incident, the minor quarrel from earlier was quickly forgotten.
Even the instigator, Lai Bingxuan, stood there frowning for a long time, unable to recapture the fury she’d felt moments before.
She gave up, sat down, and started eating some dried fruit.
Qiu Chengye, still pale from fright, insisted that the medical team check him multiple times, worried that something might be wrong with his body.
Xu Shuangrong: “……”
Her carefully orchestrated scene had once again been destroyed in one fell swoop by Xie Mi.
[System: There must be a master guiding her behind the scenes.]
[Xu Shuangrong: Didn’t you say she doesn’t have a system?]
[System: Could it be her own intelligence?!]
Xu Shuangrong looked at Xie Mi.
Xie Mi was stuffing her mouth with nuts and dried fruit, her cheeks puffed up like a hamster.
“Who invented this stuff (munch munch munch)? Why is it so delicious (munch munch munch)? Old Niu, another plate, please.”
Director Niu, the so-called “Old Niu,” dutifully brought Xie Mi another plate of nuts to thank her for saving everyone’s life earlier.
Xie Mi chewed even more enthusiastically, her bright, shiny eyes giving an impression of intelligence despite her colorful face paint.
[Xu Shuangrong: ……]
[System: ……]
[Xu Shuangrong: Does she really look that wise?]
[System: Sorry, I take back what I said.]
[System: Maybe she just accidentally ruined your plan. Try again later.]
[System: She can’t be this lucky every time.]
Xu Shuangrong silently accepted the system’s explanation, sitting down calmly as if nothing had happened.
Beside her, Liu Woxing observed thoughtfully.
“Why are there only seven people? Where’s Mr. Shen? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?” Director Niu asked, looking around.
Xie Mi answered for Shen Yanqing, “He said he had something to do, he’ll be here soon.”
“Something to do?”
Director Niu was puzzled. This was a mountain resort, far from the city. What could Shen be busy with here?
Soon, the fashionably late Shen Yanqing arrived and provided the answer.
“Sorry for being late.”
His tall figure appeared at the garden entrance, pushing a wheelchair. Despite the comical outfit, he carried himself with such style that it instantly transformed the look.
Every casual step seemed like a runway walk, his innate noble aura impossible to ignore.
The staff were stunned, and the director quickly got busy filming.
Xie Mi watched with satisfaction.
No wonder the outfit she’d matched looked so perfect.
[Old Xie now thinks her outfit is extremely cool.]
[Old Shen should be the only man who can truly carry off Old Xie’s styling.]
[Hmm? Wait, isn’t this… a ship?]
[By the way, Mr. Shen is pushing a wheelchair? But this wheelchair…]
[…is so unique?]
Though Shen Yanqing’s handsome appearance drew all eyes, the wheelchair he pushed was so striking that everyone’s gaze naturally drifted downward.
Was this a wheelchair?
It must be a wheelchair… but why was it made to look like a green turtle?
The seat cushion was a turtle shell, the armrests shaped like turtle limbs, and the backrest a tall, upright turtle head. Truly ugly in a uniquely creative way.
Just as everyone was doubting reality, Xie Mi appeared, drawn by the sight.
She hopped to Shen Yanqing with a cane in hand, her eyes glittering with golden light as she looked at the wheelchair.
“Old Shen, where did you find this gem? Good eye.”
Shen Yanqing seemed unsurprised by her reaction, the curve of his mouth looking extremely handsome.
“Do you like it? Try sitting.”
“Really? You’ll let me? Then I won’t hold back!”
Xie Mi happily sat down, stroking the turtle-arm armrests, clearly delighted.
“Wow, the color. Wow, the texture. Wow, the pattern. I feel like I’m really sitting on a green turtle’s back.”
Shen Yanqing smiled even more, crouching in front of her to explain how to use the wheelchair.
“The armrests control forward and backward, this side controls direction, the brake is here, and if there’s an emergency, you can press the red button to call for help…”
“So advanced? Who does the call go to?” Xie Mi asked curiously.
Shen Yanqing nodded. “Me. If there’s a problem, call me—it’s more reliable than anyone else.”
“Hey! That’s great!”
Xie Mi sat excitedly, swinging her legs, while Shen Yanqing patiently explained each feature.
The elegant, noble man and the wild, unruly “savage” created a picture-perfect scene, like something out of a romance drama—if one ignored the complicated glances of the other guests.
Wherever some flaunted their affection, there were inevitably single people getting hurt.
Xiao Jingxi’s gaze darkly focused on Xie Mi’s smiling face.
Yu Jinzhe rested his chin thoughtfully, observing the interaction between Xie Mi and Shen Yanqing.
Qiu Chengye clung to the medical team for another checkup.
Lai Bingxuan stared blankly while eating dried fruit.
Liu Woxing watched Xie Mi with a tender, auntie-like smile.
Xu Shuangrong quietly scanned everyone’s expressions.
[System: Look at this scene. Doesn’t it seem like they’re the real leads?]
[Xu Shuangrong: ……]
[System: I guessed correctly. Xie Mi’s task is to replace your heroine role.]
[Xu Shuangrong: ……]
[System: Stop being a background character. Take control, and make the plot revolve around you—that’s how a heroine should be treated.]
Xu Shuangrong lowered her gaze to the cup of steaming floral tea on the table.
At this moment, Lai Bingxuan sat beside her, absentmindedly reaching for dried fruit.
The cup of tea sat next to the fruit plate.
[System: The conflict scenes between heroine and scheming secondary lead are essential in the novel.]
[System: Quickly reclaim your scenes.]
Xu Shuangrong slowly extended her hand. As Lai Bingxuan reached for the fruit again, she deliberately tipped over the steaming floral tea.
At that exact moment—
Bang!
A ping-pong ball suddenly shot out from Xie Mi’s wheelchair armrest, striking Lai Bingxuan squarely on the forehead.
Lai Bingxuan yelped and covered her forehead.
“Xie Mi, what are you doing?!”
Clatter—
The tea cup toppled, spilling hot tea on Xu Shuangrong’s hand. But the line she had prepared—“Miss Lai, why are you splashing me?”—caught in her throat.
Because Lai Bingxuan had pulled her hand back at precisely the right moment.
