After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 42 - : This is a romance show, not a survival reality show, what’s the deal?
Chapter 42: Chapter 42: This is a romance show, not a survival reality show, what’s the deal?
“Sang Qiao again, what did she tell you to make you look over these documents?” Sang Shen wasn’t too happy that his youngest brother was questioning him like this, but considering his age was the youngest, he could understand.
The youngest brother had always been soft-hearted, and it was normal for him to be swayed by a few words.
“She didn’t say anything. I just don’t understand how a perfectly good family could become like this, and I find it even more incomprehensible that you used to be the one who loved Qiaoqiao the most, but later on, you were also the one who was the cruelest to her!”
Scenes from their childhood flashed through Sang Siyang’s mind, and back then wanting to hug Sang Qiao had been a difficult task.
Because the brothers would all be fighting to hold her, whatever Sang Qiao wanted, they would try to buy for her. Their mother disliked Sang Qiao intensely, but they would protect Qiaoqiao, not allowing her to suffer even the slightest grievance.
Until that year, when Qiaoqiao left without saying goodbye to study abroad, and that was also when Jiaojiao appeared in their home.
Jiaojiao silently made sacrifices for them, going so far as to alter herself to look like Qiaoqiao to console them, and they, deeply moved, accepted her as their sister.
From then on, when Qiaoqiao returned, it seemed like everybody despised Qiaoqiao.
He felt that it was normal for them to have grievances against Qiaoqiao since she had left without telling them and even changed her number, cutting off all contact with them, and didn’t come back even when the second brother was seriously injured.
They shunned her, waiting for her to explain, but he had never thought about hurting her.
He had thought that one day, their family would be like they were when they were kids, the day Sang Qiao left home, he had thought it was just Sang Qiao causing trouble.
But now, these documents laid in front of him, forcing him to reflect.
“You aren’t me, and you’ll never understand how deeply her cruelty disappointed me! Given another ten thousand chances, I would still have her give blood to Jiaojiao. Even if she dies, Jiaojiao cannot!”
Sang Shen’s palm unconsciously tightened. He had even thought that if only Qiaoqiao would concoct some lies to appease him and treat him well from then on, he might have been able to let bygones be bygones.
But what about Sang Qiao?
Time and again, she disappointed him, making him realize that his love and dedication for her were nothing but a joke!
While Jiaojiao silently gave without expecting anything in return, from that day onward, he resolved in his heart that he would not acknowledge Sang Qiao as his sister anymore.
“I understand.” The documents in Sang Siyang’s hands scattered on the floor, and he stumbled against the wall as he went upstairs to pack his bags.
When he came downstairs dragging his suitcase, Sang Shen’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed. “Are you also planning to run away from home?”
“I have an upcoming match soon, I’ll be staying at the club.” Sang Siyang didn’t directly answer the question; all he knew was that he needed time to think clearly.
He still owed Sang Qiao a championship match.
Sang Siyang vaguely remembered that year when Qiaoqiao had cautiously asked him if she couldn’t shoot “Spring,” would he give her the ticket for the family to the finals.
He had said yes.
Later on, Sang Qiao had really done so; she had deliberately released a bunch of bad press about herself so the director would replace her.
But when the match was approaching, because of Jiaojiao’s pleading, he had given the ticket to her instead, breaking his promise to Sang Qiao.
Looking back, Sang Siyang wished he could slap himself. Jiaojiao had already landed the lead role in “Spring”; what more could she possibly feel aggrieved about?
On the other hand, Qiaoqiao had neither the script nor the ticket.
Sang Siyang felt increasingly guilty, and this time, he would give the ticket to Sang Qiao so she could watch him play.
Inside the villa.
After Sang Siyang’s figure had completely disappeared behind the front door, Sang Shen lifted his leg and kicked over the coffee table, his face unable to restrain a sneer.
Now everyone wanted to blame him, to embarrass him, is that it? Even his part in the show could be cut!
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The “Instant Heartbeat” crew issued today’s task for male and female guests to survive together on the mountain, from finding food to arranging a place to stay at night on their own.
This was to foster a spirit of shared adversity and good character.
“Are they insane? This is a romance reality show, not some deserted island survival.”
Lu Tianxin couldn’t help but feel that this task was targeting her remarks from yesterday.
“That’s why I didn’t send you to a deserted island. Everything on the mountain is arranged by the production crew, and there will be no risk to your lives. However, be careful not to be caught by the staff acting as Hunters. Anyone who gets caught and is taken down the mountain will be considered as having failed the task. Those who successfully stay safe for a day and a night on the mountain will be victorious.”
Despite her angry expression, the director remained unmoved. Suddenly remembering something, he added, “You may not threaten or lay hands on the staff.”
[I’m dying of laughter haha, was that last remark directed at Sang Qiao?]
[…The crew doesn’t even bother to address Sang Qiao bullying the kids out of their money?]
[You can tell Lu Tianxin is losing her composure, she’s losing the demeanor of a miss. Is this her true nature revealing itself?]
A group of people trooped up the mountain, and Sang Qiao glanced around to notice a smaller path beside them that looked less twisty and seemed straighter.
The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Thinking of this, she reached out and tugged at Si Chenli’s hem, whispering, “This way seems shorter, let’s go this way.”
“Okay.” Si Chenli agreed without even looking, showing the trust he had in her.
As the two of them planned to leave the main group to head another way, one of the cameramen discreetly followed.
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[Are they going to find their own way? Aren’t they afraid of getting lost?]
[This time we must give a bonus to the cameraman bro! Right on time.]
[Why don’t they follow the main group? What if they get lost? I’m quite annoyed by Sang Qiao; she always has her own ideas.]
[But she hasn’t caused any trouble for the crew, and if everyone just lived a rule-obeying life as others dictate, what meaning would there be in the world?]
When they reached the mountain top, they saw a blanket of pink petals on the ground and colorful balloons hanging from some of the trees, creating a strong atmosphere.
However, that atmosphere quickly diminished when they moved some weeds aside…
After scanning the surroundings, Sang Qiao noticed it was quite quiet, and with fruit on the trees, it would be easy to make do for the night,
“We haven’t seen any ‘Hunters’ the staff mentioned. How about we just find a tree to rest by?”
“It’s not safe. If a Hunter ambushes us here, we won’t have a chance to escape,” Si Chenli said calmly, his reasoning sound.
Sang Qiao pondered for a moment and agreed; she was agile, but perhaps Si Chenli was a bit too frail?
“I wonder if the crew left any tools on the mountain for us. If there’s rope or something, I could set up some traps.” As she spoke, her gaze accidentally swept across the cameraman.
The cameraman’s hand trembled, nearly losing his grip on his filming equipment; he silently turned away, “I really don’t know anything.”
Sang Qiao: “…” She had only unintentionally glanced at him, with no intention of interrogating him.
[I can’t stop laughing haha, is Sang Qiao trying to cheat again?]
[Cameraman: I really don’t know. Ask Zisha again.]
As Si Chenli’s unfathomable eyes followed a rabbit that dashed by, his thin lips moved slightly, “If there are animals, there must be tools for capturing them.”
