After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!-Chapter 265 - 259: Can I Sleep Here Tonight?

The main thing I didn’t expect was the director being such a jerk, hiking up the prices like this!

"Ahem, I’m setting a reasonable price. After all, this area’s real estate is one of the most expensive locally. Besides, it’s the final episode. I also hope you guys can live a bit better." The director explained righteously.

Even though no one agreed, there’s a saying after all: as long as he’s not embarrassed, it’s the others who are.

Everyone wore a look that said: Go on, keep making it up. We’d be pigs if we believed it!

The director pretended not to see their expressions and continued, "Now pick a house, pay the rent, and get the keys."

"Can I choose to stay in a hotel?" Wang Sirui asked hopefully.

The director gave him a glance, expressionless, "No." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Wang Sirui: "..."

So it’s a must to rip off my money, huh?

"Can I share a house with Sirui?" Qin Hao, counting his money, asked hesitantly.

The cheapest house was just one set, and he only had 4306 yuan. If he took a mid-range house, he’d only have 306 yuan left, less than Wang Sirui.

The best way was for the two to share, saving a good amount of money that way.

Upon hearing this, Wang Sirui’s eyes lit up with a sense of reason!!

"Can we?" He immediately turned to the director.

"No, there’s only one room to stay in per house; the others are used for something else." The director dashed their hopes.

Once the decision was made, it’s natural that the guests couldn’t get their way. Everything was calculated from the start.

"It’s okay, we don’t mind, we can sleep together!" Wang Sirui was willing to do anything to save money.

Two people in a cheap place, it’s just a thousand per person for two days. Plus utilities, it’s just over a thousand, saving a lot!!

Qin Hao hesitated for a moment but nodded eventually. Sleep together, then.

"No, you may not mind, but the audience will." The director rejected sternly for the sake of the audience.

Yang Leqi rolled her beautiful eyes, "Director, just say you want to make money off us, done!"

"If you want to understand it that way, sure. A more refined way to put it is that all explanation rights belong to the production crew." The director replied with a smile.

Everyone: "..."

The group was forced to choose and pay for their houses for two days.

After paying, Pei Yan had 6520 yuan left, Qin Yun 4258 yuan, Yang Leqi 5639 yuan, Chen Yao 4528 yuan, Qin Hao 306 yuan, and Wang Sirui 528 yuan, instantly narrowing the wealth gap.

Originally the least should be Wang Sirui, but now it was Qin Hao who had the least.

The director handed everyone their corresponding keys.

"A few hundred bucks... how to play anymore..." Wang Sirui looked at the five hundred in his pocket, wearing a bitter expression.

"I have three hundred left... worse than you." Qin Hao suddenly spoke up.

Wang Sirui was immensely shocked: "??"

Is there actually someone worse off than him?

"You can choose to work for them," the director suggested, looking meaningfully at the ’wealthy’ ones with several thousand on hand.

"Director, you have sinister intentions! So this was your plan all along! No wonder you wouldn’t let us stay elsewhere or together, if we didn’t spend so much, we wouldn’t need to work." Wang Sirui suddenly realized and glared at the director, annoyed.

"I’m just giving you suggestions. You still have money; you don’t have to do as I said," the director neither defended nor admitted.

Yang Leqi laughed upon hearing this, "Why don’t you help carry my luggage inside, ten bucks."

Wang Sirui: "..."

Then, gritting his teeth, he nodded to earn money, "Alright, pay up first!!"

Yang Leqi rolled her eyes at him, took out her phone, and sent him a ten-yuan red envelope, saying, "As if I’d short you ten bucks."

"It’s different, I need to see the money first since I’m earning with hard labor," Wang Sirui said with a smile as he received the red envelope and then took Yang Leqi’s suitcase, saying gentlemanly, "This way, my dear guest, I’ll be right there."

"Hurry up then." Satisfied, Yang Leqi took the key and walked toward her apartment.

Besides Wang Sirui, Qin Hao had the least, but he had no customers...

Of the two female guests, only Qin Yun was left besides Yang Leqi.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Pei Yan naturally take Qin Yun’s luggage and walk to their place.

Watching their backs, Qin Hao became even more puzzled. Since when were those two so close?

Chen Yao, dragging his suitcase, said, "Let’s go."

"Coming." Qin Hao followed with his suitcase.

Although the rent for a day was expensive, there’s no denying that the community was indeed quite pleasant.

Qin Yun and Pei Yan’s house was the best, so in terms of house orientation, greenery, or scenery furnishings, it was the finest in the community.

The two lived very close, only about ten meters apart.

Entering the house, they found it filled with cameras. Qin Yun placed the suitcase in the room and noted that Pei Yan had no intention of returning to his place but instead put his suitcase in Qin Yun’s room.

"Why are you putting it here?" Qin Yun frowned at Pei Yan who casually lumped his suitcase with hers.

"I’ll take it over tonight, too lazy to keep going back and forth." Pei Yan replied nonchalantly.

"Oh." Qin Yun nodded.

They took a glance around the house; the decor was quite intricate. The homeowner must’ve put a lot of thought, and there was a whole wall of a liquor cabinet filled with over a hundred bottles, including some that were hard to find on the market.

Just left like this, allowing the filming crew inside, showed how trusting they were.

"Want a drink?" Qin Yun asked upon seeing Pei Yan linger over a few bottles for a few minutes.

"No, these are just rare, so they caught my attention." Pei Yan shook his head, explaining the origin of the bottles to Qin Yun.

Not being particularly interested in alcohol, Qin Yun forgot about it soon.

After exploring the villa, they were about to return to the living room when Pei Yan suddenly pulled Qin Yun into his arms and out of the camera’s view.

Caught off guard, Qin Yun bumped her nose on his solid chest, an instant sour sensation rising, eyes filled with mist, turning red.

Holding her nose, Qin Yun looked up at him, "What are you doing?"

Pei Yan looked down, taking in her expression — red nose tip, eyes slightly shielded by mist, giving her a vulnerable and plaintive look completely contrasting with her appearance, appearing both innocent and seductive.

His throat moved involuntarily at her gaze, and what he wanted to say turned into, "Can I sleep here tonight?"