Chapter 72: Don’t Know If It Wrote or Not!
The chief director’s hand shook. “Pirates again?!”
“No, no! It’s a huge swarm of orcas, sharks, and dolphins!!”
Chief director: “???”
Out on the sea, countless marine animals had surrounded the cruise ship, as if they were here to start a fight.
Anyone timid enough might’ve fainted on the spot.
Chi Fengxiao went out for a look, then came back and said to Chi Qian, “Qian Qian, those two black-and-white fatties followed us here!”
[!!! Oh my god! I knew I forgot something—it’s the baby orcas!]
[Can’t we really take them home? They really seem to love Little Qian.]
[Upstairs, do you realize what you’re suggesting is a crime?]
Chi Qian put down her milk and followed her uncle outside.
When she reached the railing, the two orcas swam up, wagging their tails.
Orca No. 1: “Sister, sister, are you leaving already?”
Orca No. 2: “Wuu, I don’t want sister to leave. I can hunt food for you, build you a palace under the sea—just stay with us!”
The two chubby youngsters bounced up from the water, rubbing against Chi Qian’s outstretched palm.
Chi Qian had almost forgotten how clingy these big guys were.
And they were only a few years old, yet already thinking every day about finding a wife.
“I’ll come visit you again when I have time.” Chi Qian stroked their big heads and tossed a ball by her feet down into the water.
“Here, play with this. Think of it as me keeping you company.”
Orca No. 2 bumped the ball with its head, and the two of them played catch.
A shark tried to snatch it, but didn’t dare after getting glared at.
“Big sister, we brought you a gift too!”
The two large fellows dove under, then resurfaced a moment later.
On their heads was an old, worn chest.
It looked… suspiciously like the treasure chest Chi Qian had received before.
Orca No. 1: “Sister, the ocean is poor, we don’t have much to give.”
Orca No. 2: “But sister said last time you liked these chests. Even though it’s ugly and unworthy of you, since you like it, it’s all yours!”
They had swum far into deeper seas last night, chosen the biggest chest they could find on the seafloor, and rushed back under the stars just to present it to their princess.
[I’m going to faint—don’t tell me this chest is another treasure stash?!]
[Orca babies, come live with auntie, I’ll raise you!]
[They chased the cruise ship all night just to bring Little Qian a farewell gift? My boyfriend can’t even remember to get me a flower on our anniversary!]
[I’m not jealous. Not at all. Nope, not even a little!]
The program crew and other guests were stunned at the sight of the chest being hauled up.
No way.
There’s no way someone could end up with another treasure chest after already getting one, right?!
Is there no justice left in the world?
Couldn’t they at least split one with us?!
This time, Chi Qian didn’t open the chest in public. Instead, she said to the two orcas, “Thank you. I really like it.”
Orca No. 1: “Sister, just whistle, and I’ll swim to you no matter how far away I am.”
Orca No. 2: “I’ll work hard to make the sperm whales poop more, and give it all to sister in the future!”
Chi Qian: No, that’s really unnecessary!
She pulled out her phone and said she wanted to take a picture with them as a keepsake.
Then, the animals surrounding the cruise ship all went wild.
They crowded in, each one wanting to be in the photo with Chi Qian.
Chi Qian handed her phone to the staff and called her uncle and the others over to join.
The staffer held the phone and kept stepping back, trying to fit as many animals into the frame as possible.
…He really had no choice—those few great white sharks were glaring at him like, “If you don’t get us in the picture, we’ll jump up and bite your head off.”
—
“One, two…”
The click of the camera perfectly froze the scene on the deck rail, and it also became the closing shot of this episode’s livestream.
When the cruise ship docked, the convoy sent by Chi Lisen was already waiting.
The production team’s greedy wish to pocket some treasures was completely shattered.
They could only watch helplessly as the bodyguards carried away two treasure chests, plus a huge barrel of pearls and other marine goods, and loaded them onto the cars.
Chi Qian and Chi Fengxiao got into the car, and the convoy drove away.
Someone muttered sourly, teeth aching with envy: “Eight cars coming just to pick her up. Even a princess doesn’t get that kind of treatment. Must be nice being Chi Lisen’s granddaughter.”
“Did you forget about the Chi family’s movie star?”
“You mean the one who’ll have to sell roasted sweet potatoes on the street if he ever quits the industry?”
“…Alright, that was reckless.”
Soon after, the Chi family’s convoy was filmed and uploaded online, sparking heated discussion.
Fans spammed Chi Qian with mentions, “subtly” hinting that she shouldn’t forget about certain “PY transactions.”
Chi Qian suddenly remembered, so she logged into her Weibo account that she hadn’t touched in centuries, and casually posted a lottery giveaway.
Within ten minutes, reposts had already soared past a million.
[What’s the big deal, just a few lousy pearls? Don’t bother reposting, you won’t win anyway. Better give the chance to me.]
[Pfft, even from the Arctic I can hear your abacus clattering.]
[I thought she’d maybe give away twenty pearls max. Turns out it’s fifty per person! That’s enough to make a whole necklace!]
[Sister Qian, I’d even switch teams for you! Look at me!!]
The pearls weren’t just beloved by online fans—wealthy socialites and heiresses in the circle also wanted them, and they eagerly reposted them.
It was obvious the Chi family’s doorstep would soon be trampled flat.
After posting the Weibo, Chi Qian tossed her phone aside.
“You’re not going to see how your fans are praising you?” Chi Fengxiao scrolled through his phone. “Their sweet talk could be wholesale from you, one more dramatic than the next.”
Chi Qian stuffed her hands in her pockets. “Nope. What if I see hate comments? My fragile glass heart couldn’t take it.”
Chi Fengxiao: “???”
Say that again—who’s the one with a glass heart??
…But this was fine too. His “struggling extra actor” persona could keep coasting for a while longer.
Watching Chi Qian pull out a turtle shell to play with, Fengxiao nodded in satisfaction.
“By the way, little miss.” The bodyguard in the front seat spoke respectfully. “Before we set out, Uncle Nan told us to remind you about your summer homework.”
Chi Qian blinked. “…Huh?”
“Uncle Nan said,” the bodyguard continued, “the master saw how lazy you looked in the livestream and had your tutor double your assignments. And when we get home, the master will check all the homework you wrote while you were away.”
Clatter.
The turtle shell slipped from Chi Qian’s hands.
Fengxiao waved dismissively. “It’s just homework, takes a few minutes to finish. Why the fuss?”
But then he noticed her blank, soulless expression and felt a bad premonition.
“Qian Qian… don’t tell me you didn’t write any?”
Chi Qian mumbled, “I didn’t even take it to Second Uncle’s place… so how could I write it?”
Her brain simply had no space for such twisted, monstrous things.
“Then where is it?”
“In Little Black’s kennel.”
“…Who’s Little Black?” Fengxiao hadn’t been back to the manor for a while and hadn’t met Little Black yet.
Chi Qian wanted to cry. “The German shepherd we keep at home! Before I left, I told it to handle it. I don’t know how many pages it managed to write…”
Fengxiao: “???”
Bodyguard: “???”
Hold on—having a dog do your homework… isn’t that a bit much?!
