After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!-Chapter 278 - 272: Is Yang Leqi Pei Yan’s Fiancée?
Wang Sirui looked at Qin Yun and said pitifully, "Sister Yun..."
"Calling Sister Yun won’t help! You didn’t win first place yesterday!" Yang Leqi interrupted him directly.
Pei Yan looked at Qin Yun and noticed the brightness in her eyes; she clearly liked this scene. He raised his eyebrows lightly and took the opportunity to call Qin Yun away, "Teacher Qin Yun, can I have a word with you? There’s something I want to discuss."
Qin Yun was happily watching the scene, when suddenly she heard Pei Yan calling her. She turned her head towards him in confusion, "What’s the matter?"
The two walked aside, and Yang Leqi saw Pei Yan lead Qin Yun away, immediately feeling gleeful, "Now you have to participate whether you like it or not."
"Ah—Sister Yun, Mr. Pei deceived me..." Wang Sirui looked painfully at the two leaving, scratched his head, and took one more look at the impending scene, feeling such heartache that he could hardly breathe.
However, Qin Yun couldn’t understand the difficulty he was experiencing. She asked Pei Yan in confusion, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted to give you this." Pei Yan gestured for her to turn off her mic, then took a few flowers from his pocket and handed them to Qin Yun.
Qin Yun looked at the intact flowers, somewhat surprised. The familiar fragrance made her realize why she felt that Pei Yan’s scent was a bit unusual today—he had these flowers on him.
Qin Yun took them from his hand, her fingertips touching his warm palm, and sniffed them near her nose—very fragrant.
"Where did you get these? They smell nice."
"I picked them this morning. I noticed them in the neighborhood yesterday, but the blooming period is ending and the petals are falling off. I only managed to pick these few intact ones." Pei Yan answered calmly.
Qin Yun was a bit surprised; did he go out to pick flowers for her this morning?
"Don’t like them?" Pei Yan asked.
"Just a little surprised." Qin Yun shook her head.
She didn’t expect Pei Yan to pick flowers for her; it felt rather special.
"Let’s go back." Pei Yan glanced at the show preparations, which seemed about ready, and said.
Qin Yun put the small flowers into her bag, her lips curling into a subtle smile.
Yang Leqi noticed the curve of Qin Yun’s lips and then looked at Pei Yan, feeling a bit excited. Although she didn’t know what they talked about, it seemed to be something good!
"Let’s pick roles first." The director sighed, looking at the script in his hand, realizing he had gotten himself into an ensemble project.
They picked roles, and Chen Yao said, "I’ll choose this one, the housekeeper of the Prince Mansion—this reversal feels significant, maybe a hidden villain?"
"Then I’ll choose the second son of the Prince Mansion." Wang Sirui chose his role without hesitation.
"I’ll choose the Prince’s guard." Qin Hao said.
"Then I can only choose the third son." The director said helplessly.
"I choose this one, the Seventh Aunt who isn’t favored by the Old Prince." Qin Yun took a glance ahead and purposely picked a role unlikely to have a romantic story line with Pei Yan.
"Sister Yun chose Seventh Aunt, so I’m left with the role of the cousin, the fiancee of the Prince." Yang Leqi scanned the list and said nervously, "Sister Yun, let’s switch roles."
This cousin is the Prince’s fiancée...
Currently, the only role left unassigned was Pei Yan’s, and the Prince role clearly belongs to him.
How could she deserve...
Dare to be the Prince’s fiancée...
On the contrary, Pei Yan looked at the remaining role that was meant for him and, after glancing over, his eyes grew brighter with amusement.
"There’s no need to swap; it’s just a role." Qin Yun firmly patted Yang Leqi’s shoulder.
Yang Leqi showed a sad face.
No, she didn’t want this!!
She just wanted to enjoy a happy couple dynamic...
Once the roles were confirmed, they went inside.
Wang Sirui thought it would be like before, hiding entirely behind Chen Yao, still holding onto his clothes.
"Are you that scared?" Chen Yao was amused by his action and asked teasingly.
Wang Sirui straightened his body as if to prove himself, "Who says I’m scared?"
"If you let go of Brother Yao’s clothes, maybe we’d believe you’re not scared." Yang Leqi scoffed, ridiculing him.
Wang Sirui looked at his hand grasping Chen Yao’s clothes: "..."
"I’m not scared; we’re just good friends, that’s all." Wang Sirui asserted confidently.
After saying that, he let go of his grip to prove his words, placing a hand on Chen Yao’s shoulder.
Yang Leqi rolled her eyes, choosing not to say anything more.
But once inside, Wang Sirui found it wasn’t as he expected—not a small dark room—and he breathed a sigh of relief, immediately letting go of Chen Yao, coughing twice before walking inside on his own.
Chen Yao, left behind: "..."
Assistant Director: "Please change into your respective costumes."
At this point, staff brought out the corresponding costumes.
Each person took their costume and went to their designated room to change.
Having had experience from last time, this time they quickly changed into their outfits and came out.
"Brother Yao and the director, did you choose reversed roles?" Wang Sirui jokingly asked while fanning himself elegantly, looking at their attires.
"I think it’s great." Chen Yao looked at his costume with satisfaction.
If he really were a housekeeper, he should be the most handsome among them, right?
Qin Yun and Yang Leqi emerged one after another in white and yellow attire.
Upon seeing them, everyone was dumbfounded.
Pei Yan’s gaze fell on Qin Yun, and if there were music accompanying that glance, it would likely be an eternal moment.
"Looks good, right?" Yang Leqi smugly asked, satisfied with everyone’s reactions.
Wang Sirui wouldn’t let her have her way easily, nodding, "Sister Yun looks quite beautiful."
Yang Leqi didn’t argue with him; she herself felt Qin Yun dressed in this outfit looked different from her usual self, equally beautiful.
Just then, the assistant director spoke, "The Old Prince has been murdered; everyone gather in the Old Prince’s room."
They headed towards the Old Prince’s room.
"Father was murdered? Who killed him? Who’s the murderer?!" Wang Sirui’s dramatic side surfaced, shouting in shock.
Yang Leqi was silent for a few seconds and then looked at him scornfully, "That’s too much."
"You don’t understand. After all, he’s my father; it requires some concern." Wang Sirui sighed, waving his fan sadly.
"Why don’t you shed a couple of sincere tears then?" Chen Yao suggested humorously.
Wang Sirui pondered briefly, considering the feasibility of the idea, then shook his head, "Never mind, messing up my makeup with tears means I’d have to retouch."
Everyone: "..."
"So, did you kill the Old Prince? If you were the murderer, even if you cried, it would still be crocodile tears." Qin Yun mused, rubbing her chin.
"Impossible! Father adored me, killing him would be pointless! Instead, Aunt, you’re more suspicious of murdering my father! You resent Father for harming your family, imprisoning you in the decrepit house, thus harboring animosity." Wang Sirui retorted without hesitation.
