A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 15

“This week’s relationship task has been announced. We wish everyone a pleasant time and a happy weekend together.”

Meng Ziqing’s gaze lingered on the final signature, which read: The Most Wealthy and Extravagant Dating Show Production Team in History, before she calmly finished reading the entire letter card.

“Signed: ‘Ninety Days of Love’ Production Team.”

As expected, she received a resentful look from the director.

The director personally arranged the weekly schedule and letter cards for this dating show.

They were high-end, magnificent, and full of significance, maximizing both meaning and experience. It was definitely not an exaggeration to say the production team was wealthy and generous, but now, Meng Ziqing had arbitrarily changed the signature.

She had changed the director’s flashy signature into something utterly unremarkable.

Too much!

Hahahaha, I’m dying of laughter. The director looks so resentful.

It’s clear that Fairy Meng has her own fairy-like persona to uphold. That tacky thing burns her mouth; she can’t bring herself to read it, hahaha.

Meng Ziqing shrugged helplessly at this, shaking her head in refusal. The signature was fine, but she couldn’t read it aloud; she had a reputation to maintain, and she couldn’t let it go.

Qin Yue glanced at the signature section and patted Meng Ziqing’s shoulder—she supported her. That signature should not be read.

Director: “…”

The director is going to be so mad, hahaha!

Help, Meng Fairy and Sister Yue are so sweet, but I just want to laugh, hahaha!

The director is a real-life scapegoat, hahaha.

The live-stream screen was filled with laughter.

A pair of wicked girls, acting like a devoted wife following her husband. They were on her show, yet they wouldn’t even read her signature. So wicked.

The director turned away in a huff, vowing to find a guest next time who would honestly read out her signature.

“The production team’s car will arrive at the door at ten o’clock. Before that, we need to draw lots to divide into groups,” Meng Ziqing said, holding the letter card.

“Jian Weilin is at the law firm right now and can’t draw lots. So, whichever group is short a person, he will automatically join that team,” the production team’s voiceover added.

“Okay…”

Qin Yue nodded, her cool eyes glancing at Meng Ziqing, a faint sense of anticipation arising in her heart.

The task of helping out at a flower shop was a very good arrangement. The fastest way to get to know someone is to work together. The festive season was approaching, and it was a busy time for flower shops. In such an environment, even the best-masked person would reveal their true personality through small details in their actions and tone.

Given Meng Ziqing’s personality, she wouldn’t make mistakes in the details. Qin Yue was looking forward to spending a busy afternoon with her.

Qin Yue lowered her eyes, imagining the little one wearing a light-yellow apron, holding flowers and smiling lightly amidst the romantic blossoms. She would look innocent and lovely, her pupils moist as she looked at her, calling her “Jiejie” (Sister), and reaching out her hand for her to come closer.

Qin Yue’s lips unconsciously curved into a slight smile.

“Jiejie, what are you thinking about?”

Meng Ziqing leaned over and asked her, her eyes containing a knowing smile. Her fingertips swung a bright red wooden stick carelessly back and forth. She had already returned after drawing her lot.

“Nothing…” Qin Yue pursed her lips and composed herself. Her attention fell on Meng Ziqing’s red wooden stick, and she was surprised, “You’ve already drawn?”

“Mhm, I’m done,” Meng Ziqing replied, giving the stick a slight, disdainful glance. She pointed it towards the dining room, “The male and female guests draw their lots in different places. We’re drawing in the living room; the male guests went to the dining room.”

“I see.”

Qin Yue said this and also wanted to go draw her lot.

“Hey, Jiejie, don’t go yet,” Meng Ziqing suddenly grabbed Qin Yue’s arm.

Qin Yue looked confused: “?”

Meng Ziqing squirmed a bit, then stuffed the red wooden stick in her hand into Qin Yue’s, “Can you hold this for me? I need to use the restroom.”

She was telling a clumsy lie. She could put the wooden stick anywhere, so why specifically give it to Qin Yue?

The reason was simple.

In the drawing box right now, only blue sticks remained.

What should we do? Fairy Meng and Sister Yue can’t be on the same team.

Ahhh, don’t separate them.

To balance the male and female teams, the production team had put two red and two blue wooden sticks in each drawing box for the guests.

During the draw just now, Meng Ziqing and Su An’an drew red sticks, and Zhang Ke drew a blue stick. Now, only one blue stick was left in the female guests’ drawing box.

To be on the same team as Qin Yue, Meng Ziqing had to solve the color problem of the stick.

As for the solution… of course, it had to involve Gu Yang.

It was his fault for drawing a blue stick, and she already disliked him.

Qin Yue didn’t realize the scheming thoughts Meng Ziqing had and naturally took the wooden stick from her hand, “Hurry back.”

“Okay…”

What should we do? My happiness for today is going to be gone, woo woo.

Director, can we draw again?

The audience in the live-stream, still unaware of Meng Ziqing’s bad intentions, wailed mournfully.

Not long after Meng Ziqing left, the male guests returned after drawing their lots.

Gu Yang, holding the blue stick, felt his heart sink when he saw the red wooden stick in Qin Yue’s hand.

How could this be…

Gu Yang looked despairingly at the blue wooden stick in his hand, his mood becoming as melancholy as its color. Why was fate not favoring him? Could he not even be with the person he liked for the very first relationship task?

“Director…” Gu Yang walked over and asked the director, “Can’t the guests swap their wooden sticks with each other?”

He asked nervously, his heart pounding. If he could swap, that would be great. Zhou Feng had drawn a red wooden stick; he could swap with him…

“No, there hasn’t been a precedent for that before.”

“Can’t we break the precedent?” Gu Yang’s heart chilled halfway, and he asked again.

“No…”

The director was about to refuse, but her gaze suddenly swept over the red wooden stick in Qin Yue’s hand, and she recalled the blue wooden stick lying in the female guests’ drawing box. She paused with slight hesitation, “Guests of the same sex cannot swap, but what if it’s between opposite sexes…”

“You can…” the director said, her eyes shifting nervously to the side, her voice mumbled.

Oh my god, what a great dating show director!

Mom, I think my happiness for today is back again.

Sorry, young man, but for the sake of the show’s ratings, we’ll sacrifice you to benefit the entire production team.

“It seems like Meng Ziqing has a red wooden stick,” the director mentioned ‘casually,’ then waved her hand impatiently, “You can swap with whomever you like. The production team won’t interfere with the guests’ decisions.”

“Understood…”

Gu Yang was overjoyed, and his whole demeanor brightened.

Su An’an stood by, watching the drama unfold without speaking, though her eyes held a hint of eager anticipation.

Meng Ziqing felt the timing was right when Gu Yang in the live-stream on her phone was already waiting impatiently, so she slowly strolled downstairs.

Gu Yang had sharp eyes and immediately noticed the vague figure on the stairs. He quickly rushed to the stairwell, “Meng Ziqing, I want to swap wooden sticks with you, can I?”

He spoke very politely now, but in his mind, he had rehearsed a hundred times how he would quietly threaten her once she came downstairs.

Meng Ziqing was his fiancée. If she flirted with Qin Yue right in front of him, wouldn’t she be afraid he’d tell Qin Yue?

She must be afraid!

Meng Ziqing came downstairs. Gu Yang was about to utter his threat but was instantly blocked by Meng Ziqing’s simple phrase, “Of course, you can.”

Meng Ziqing gracefully took the blue wooden stick from Gu Yang’s hand, her actions elegant and poised, “Of course, I can. It doesn’t matter which team I’m on.”

She smiled at Gu Yang, yet a chill shot straight to Gu Yang’s head.

“You…”

Gu Yang looked at her in slight shock, his heart racing. Three words kept shouting in his mind: It’s a trap!

But he had already fallen into it.

Then, he watched Meng Ziqing hand him the red wooden stick that had been in Qin Yue’s hand.

And Qin Yue, who thought she had drawn a red wooden stick, had not actually drawn her lot yet.

At ten o’clock sharp, the car to take the guests to the flower shop parked outside the door.

Accompanied by the car horn outside, Qin Yue drew the very last…

Blue… wooden… stick… from the female guests’ drawing box.

How could this happen?

Gu Yang felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his mind went blank.

“Thank you…”

Before leaving, Meng Ziqing took her own blue wooden stick, led Qin Yue onto the car, and thanked Gu Yang, turning back towards him.

“Thanks to Brother Gu Yang’s generosity, I can be on the same team as Jiejie.”

She smiled sweetly, twisting the soft dagger and infuriating Gu Yang to the core.

“Have fun today, Brother Gu Yang, pffft—”

By the end, Meng Ziqing truly couldn’t hold back her laughter.

After the car door closed, Meng Ziqing was still laughing non-stop. The little rabbit teeth revealed in her smile softened the untouchable coldness in her eyes, making her beautiful, fairy-like face look adorable.

Qin Yue, beside her, gave Meng Ziqing a helpless look, but the small tactic Meng Ziqing used just to be on the same team with her for the flower shop task brought a faint sweetness to her heart.

She didn’t find Meng Ziqing to be “green tea”; she was clearly just a very cute little one.