CHAPTER 22: CHAPTER 22: MINIMAL HARM, MAXIMUM INSULT

Sister Yun is still the same Sister Yun.

"I’m fine, thank you, Sister Yun." She resignedly took a lick, hmm... such a rich milky flavor, instantly squinting her eyes, so delicious!

"Hmm." Qin Yun nodded slightly, in agreement, but her mouth showed no signs of slowing down.

While Yang Leqi ate one, Qin Yun had already finished three and was preparing to eat the fourth.

"Sister Yun, eating too much cold stuff really can chill your stomach, especially for girls." Yang Leqi saw her eating so quickly and so much, she worried her body wouldn’t hold up, and advised concernedly.

"Don’t worry, I’m in good health, nothing will go wrong." Qin Yun said seriously, but she forgot that her real body was strong, whereas she was human now.

Even though Qin Yun said this, she was still a bit worried and sent a message to her assistant to buy some medicine.

Better safe than sorry.

After finishing the ice cream, the two didn’t stay long before receiving a call from Chen Yao.

"Where are you guys? We got our wages."

"We’re at the ice cream shop across the street, we’ll be right out."

They hung up the phone and came out of the shop, and saw Chen Yao and Qin Hao standing in the middle of the square, their faces flushed and hair damp due to wearing mascot costumes, revealing what they had just been through.

Even though it’s already autumn, the heat now and then was still unbearable.

"We just ate ice cream, do you guys want some?" Yang Leqi asked seeing them so hot.

"We’re not eating, our total earnings have exceeded a thousand yuan now, can we order whatever for lunch?" Chen Yao asked the director.

The director wanted to play dead, but couldn’t withstand everyone staring at him, he could only nod, "You can, but it doesn’t mean there will be."

Originally planning to film them working hard for dinner, who knew they’d finish in just two hours, now leaving an entire afternoon free.

He couldn’t help but cast a resentful glance at the culprit who disrupted his entire plan—Qin Yun.

Qin Yun felt the gaze and looked over curiously with a blink of her eyes.

"..."

When their eyes met, the director silently looked away.

"Then you said you could! We ordered, but whether we can eat it depends on you?" Chen Yao was a bit frustrated.

"It’s just a thousand yuan, what more do you want? Do you think we’d serve sea cucumbers, abalones, and king crabs?" The director, frustrated, said.

Chen Yao, being experienced, probably guessed the reason for the director’s withdrawal.

So, he tentatively asked, "How about we go fishing again, let you film more and add some material?"

After all, they had just mentioned a fishing contest, even if he didn’t say it, given Yang Leqi’s protective nature, she would definitely bring it up later. Now was a good time to bring it up, which could gain them some advantage.

"That sounds great, Mr. Chen, you can eat whatever you want with this thousand! Do as you please." The director said cheerfully.

Yang Leqi: "..."

This must be the director’s routine, right?

Qin Yun didn’t care, she could eat anything!

But Qin Hao didn’t look so happy.

"Let’s do this, we’ll split into two teams and see who catches more." Chen Yao, after considering Qin Hao’s feelings, proposed.

"I want to be with Sister Yun." Yang Leqi unhesitatingly chose Qin Yun.

Chen Yao originally wanted to say something, but recalling Qin Yun’s fishing skills, they might not be better than the two of them, so he kept quiet.

However, everyone automatically forgot one person—Wang Sirui.

At this moment, he was trying to earn more for his teammates, even wearing cat ears and tails to take pictures for them, working hard with dedication.

But his teammates forgot about him, despite his earnest efforts.

Once the group was divided, they headed to the pond from before.

The pond owner was a bit happy seeing so many people coming, hoping he could recover his losses.

Once he saw who was coming, the pond owner’s face turned green.

Are they here to fish again? Or cause trouble?

Trouble didn’t make sense, as he lost so many fish while they stuffed their bags, why would they cause trouble for him?

Fishing again...?

That’s even worse!

Another round of fishing would end his business.

Suddenly, the pond owner’s mind was overwhelmed with thoughts, his face changed again and again.

Before he could come up with a reason, he heard Yang Leqi’s crisp voice, "Boss, we’re back! We brought people to help your business."

The pond boss, like a mouse seeing a cat, turned and ran towards the house.

Yang Leqi’s bright smile instantly froze on her face, angrily saying as she chased, "Hey, boss! We’re handing you business, why are you running?!"

"Go back, I’m not doing business today." Seeing her catching up, the pond owner ran even faster.

Chen Yao and Qin Hao were a bit confused by the scene in front of them.

What’s happening?

They didn’t know the pond owner had finally gotten them to leave and spared his fish.

Now these two little ancestors were back, him running away was normal!

"We don’t want your fish! It’s just a competition." Seeing the boss not stopping, Yang Leqi immediately said.

The boss, caught off guard, stopped, almost toppling over with a rooster-like stance, puzzled, he asked, "Really?"

"Really, truer than gold." Yang Leqi nodded firmly.

Upon getting her assurance, the pond owner stopped running, walked towards them, took a couple of breaths, and said with a smile, "Say that earlier, if not asking for fish it’s easy."

Everyone: "..."

"How many people? How long are you fishing?" The pond owner smiling like a shrewd merchant, then cautiously said, "You promised not to take fish."

"We really won’t, just me and Sister Yun competing against the two of them to see which group catches more." Yang Leqi turned back, pointed at Chen Yao and Qin Hao, and explained with a smile.

The pond owner, seeing Qin Yun, couldn’t help but feel complicated, and hearing they were going to compete against two others, he looked at them puzzled and bluntly said, "Why are they so narrow-minded?"

"Pfft hahahahahaha—"

Yang Leqi laughed without restraint.

Others who had seen Qin Yun fishing couldn’t help but stifle their laughter.

Out of deference to the guests, they didn’t laugh aloud, but it was close.

Even without laughing, though naïve in appearance, it carried a strong insult.

Chen Yao, Qin Hao, "..."

Now no need to say, everyone knew the fish Qin Yun caught were real.

Chen Yao felt utterly hopeless, now deeply regretting why he got involved in this matter.

Why did he, to add shooting scenes for the director, proactively suggest more filming?

Don’t ask, asking means regret.

Deeply regret!