A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 21

Qin Yue’s eyes were deep, a profound, faintly blue-tinged black abyss.

Reflected within them was Meng Ziqing’s innocent expression.

“Sister, you also think SiLiang is quite good, right?”

Meng Ziqing spoke softly, as if she hadn’t noticed Qin Yue’s abnormality.

She even looked at her expectantly.

“He’s a very nice person. Despite being a Movie King, he has absolutely no airs. He’s been in the industry for so many years without any scandals; he’s very self-disciplined.” Meng Ziqing’s gaze coolly and slowly shifted to Wen Siliang ahead of them, praising him into Qin Yue’s ear.

Of course, what she said was also a fact a superficial fact.

Qin Yue only felt a blockage in her chest, a heart attack. She turned her head away, not wanting to look at Meng Ziqing. Her hair fluttered with the movement, covering her chilling eyebrows and eyes. “Yes, very good.”

Qin Yue’s jawline was tightly clenched into a smooth contour. Her thin lips were pursed as usual, appearing no different from before.

But her tone sounded as if it were bitten out from between her teeth, carrying a taste of sourness and bitter condensation.

The “very good” she uttered was seemingly about Wen Siliang, but was actually directed at Meng Ziqing.

On the surface, she was agreeing with Meng Ziqing’s wordless praise of Wen Siliang, but in reality, she was saying to Meng Ziqing: You’re being intimate with someone else right in front of me.

Meng Ziqing, you are indeed very good.

At this point, Qin Yue’s displeasure was already very obvious; any normal person with a bit of sense could tell.

Yet, Meng Ziqing acted as if she hadn’t seen it, smiling without a word, and turned her head, ceasing to speak.

Qin Yue: “…”

She’s doing it on purpose.

Absolutely!

Qin Yue fell silent. She took a deep breath, but the knot in her heart refused to loosen.

She didn’t want to see Meng Ziqing’s perpetually smiling, crescent-eyed face, and even walking side-by-side with her felt uncomfortable.

With her long legs, Qin Yue simply took two large steps forward, creating a safe distance between herself and Meng Ziqing.

She left Meng Ziqing behind.

Her tall silhouette radiated decisiveness and cold indifference.

Seeing this, Meng Ziqing tilted her head, blinking innocently. She continued to follow leisurely behind the guests.

She even took out her phone from her pocket to scroll, her slender fingers tapping and typing on the screen.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was a spat. It was clearly Meng Ziqing who had angered the other, yet Meng Ziqing remained unrepentant.

She refused to admit fault and stubbornly refused to go coax her wife with a little charm.

What’s wrong with Meng Fairy and the aloof Jiejie? They were fine just now.

I only saw them whispering, and then the aloof Jiejie’s face changed.

OMG, others fight in bed and reconcile in bed, why are you two doing the opposite?

Stop playing with your phone, go coax your wife!

The comments section was anxious, but during this time, a few different comments drifted by.

This is a scripted fallout, isn’t it?

It’s obviously a script, the traces are so heavy.

Ugh, I know it’s a script, but I ship it so hard. What is this now?

A misunderstanding after barely a day of sweetness? This script is too rushed…

During the flower shop work, Qin Yue and Meng Ziqing ignored each other, looking absolutely like they were in a quarrel.

And similar comments suggesting it was a script slowly increased from one or two during this period.

The CP System became a little anxious. The small, lightbulb-like glowing orb rotated left, seeing Qin Yue bending over to wrap a bouquet with other staff members.

It rotated right, seeing Meng Ziqing entertaining guests with Wen Siliang, a slight smile on her face.

They were doing their own things, ignoring one another.

The line between them was like the Chu-Han demarcation line, and neither was willing to take a step forward.

The CP System dimmed slightly and looked at the glowing blue data panel visible only to itself. What it saw was shocking; it instantly blew up.

The CP mission progress, which had been fine, had gone backward because of the netizens’ comments and the pair’s current state!

The CP mission progress had regressed!

The small light orb instantly flared up, doubling in size.

“Aaaah, Host!”

The CP System flew toward Meng Ziqing’s shoulder. Its voice was so wronged it sounded like it was about to cry. In all the missions it had done, it had never suffered the indignity of mission progress regressing.

“What is it?”

It nestled on Meng Ziqing’s shoulder, crying like a 200-pound child, “The mission progress has regressed!”

“Hurry up and coax her, go coax Qin Yue.” The CP System pushed Meng Ziqing’s shoulder. “Please, hurry and coax her back, okay? Otherwise, the mission progress will drop again.”

“Go coax her, say a few nice words.”

“You’re beautiful, and you’ve completely hit all of Qin Yue’s sweet spots. She won’t be able to resist you.”

The CP System pleaded.

Meng Ziqing coldly and heartlessly refused. “No…”

She smiled as she saw off a guest. When she turned around, her hidden eyes were as cold as water, and her elegant female voice was long and meaningful, “I won’t go coax her now. One must destroy before one can create.”

One must destroy before one can create?

The CP System was not human. Even though it knew the plot and had the CP data for both Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue, it would always calculate the most direct way to increase mission progress.

In its data-driven mind, the host’s mission had a great start, and all that was needed was to continue being sweet until the end of the dating show for the mission to be complete.

It couldn’t fathom Meng Ziqing’s next thought.

Despite this, the CP System knew that the host was playing a big game.

It was worried. “But the mission progress…”

“Regarding the mission, I need a little help from you,” Meng Ziqing said, her eyes flashing slightly, looking at the CP System with anticipation. “Can you help me?”

Meng Ziqing’s request was neither humble nor overbearing, but that expectant look filled the CP System with a sense of mission.

It was as if this were a revolution meticulously planned for a long time, and it was the key component.

“Of course, what do you need? The CP System can certainly do it.” The CP System puffed up its plump, round body.

“That’s wonderful,” Meng Ziqing showed a slight smile, and a dark light flashed across her eyes.

She asked the CP System to move closer, allowing her thoughts and brain waves to transmit clearly into its sensory system.

Half a minute later, the little light orb blew up again.

The CP System stared at Meng Ziqing with utter horror, as if Meng Ziqing’s voice was still echoing in its ears.

Is the Host really playing such a huge game? Won’t it crash?

Time passed silently during work, and it was nearly time to leave.

After the guests saw off the last batch of customers with the other staff members, they began the cleanup.

Meng Ziqing was moving flower pots while chatting with Wen Siliang beside her. Occasionally, when they talked about something interesting, she would reveal a gentle smile.

Wen Siliang looked at her tenderly, appearing like a soulmate with whom she had instantly hit it off, and their conversation was lively.

Qin Yue and Zhang Ke, on the other hand, were on the other side of the flower shop, handling waste branches and leaves, watching them with cold eyes.

Zhang Ke looked at them with a wronged expression, feeling a bit sad inside.

She liked Wen Siliang.

But now, she couldn’t join the topics Wen Siliang and Meng Ziqing were discussing. She could only watch them become increasingly familiar and intimate in their words and actions during work.

Qin Yue lowered her gaze, sweeping the scattered branches and dead leaves on the floor. The blue veins on her slender, fair palms tightened and protruded silently, like a landscape painting floating over her white skin.

She was enduring…

Enduring the urge not to throw the broom in Wen Siliang’s face, enduring the urge to pull Meng Ziqing over, slam her against the wall, and ask her how she dared.

How dare Meng Ziqing?

She had provoked her, and now she was provoking others.

And provoking them so openly and blatantly!

Qin Yue took a deep breath, telling herself this was a dating show, and she and Meng Ziqing had only known each other for two days. Meng Ziqing had the right to interact with other guests, the right to interact with other guests…

“Grok—”

The sound of her hand bones grinding against each other was clear and sharp.

Zhang Ke turned back at the sound and was startled by the dark aura emanating from Qin Yue.

Oh my god, I think I saw dark energy radiating from the aloof Jiejie.

She’s looking at Meng Fairy. Meng Fairy is definitely done for tonight!

Go for it, aloof Jiejie! Squash this ‘green tea’ Meng Ziqing for not coaxing you.

Damn it, the live broadcast ends at 11:00. Can’t watch the good stuff.

Director, my best friend has cancer, and her last wish was to watch a late-night show.

Agree

The live stream room was boiling.

She suddenly remembered that Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue shared a room, and with Qin Yue looking like this…

Meng Ziqing would surely be finished when she returned after work.

Zhang Ke swallowed with difficulty, her gaze toward Meng Ziqing now containing a mix of sympathy and expectation.

She was no longer sad that her male idol had walked away with someone else; instead, she was very much looking forward to seeing Qingqing Jie, this ‘green tea’, being suppressed.

Cleanup ended, and the guests left in the car, reluctantly seen off by the flower shop owner.

It was nine o’clock at night. The city lights were on, bright and dazzling. The warm, orange streetlights chased the vehicle, streaming in through the car windows, bathing the interior in distinct light and shadow, gently flowing a watery sheen across half of the person’s body.

After a long day’s hard work, the guests were drowsy and had all closed their eyes.

As the car entered the narrow passage, and the bright lights were briefly replaced by black shadows, Meng Ziqing slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Qin Yue, who was deliberately keeping a distance from her.

In the fleeting obscurity of light and shadow, she vaguely saw that Qin Yue seemed to have opened her eyes. Those blue eyes emitted a light in the darkness, slowly turning toward her.

Meng Ziqing lowered her gaze, closing her eyes again as if to avoid her.

When the production team softly called the people in the car awake, it was almost eleven o’clock.

They finally returned to the villa, and the audience in the live stream had thinned out somewhat.

Meng Ziqing got out of the car first. When she pushed open the door, she found that Gu Yang and Su An’an had already returned.

They also looked tired and half-asleep, having returned only about five minutes earlier than them.

Meng Ziqing keenly noticed that the relationship between Gu Yang and Su An’an seemed to have improved.

In the original plot, Gu Yang was still pursuing Qin Yue, his ‘White Moonlight,’ at this point. But Meng Ziqing had disrupted the planned activities, allowing the two main characters to interact early.

Because Su An’an bore a slight resemblance to Qin Yue, Gu Yang was very affectionate and took care of her out of association.

Gu Yang’s eyes instantly brightened when he saw Qin Yue behind Meng Ziqing. He smiled and greeted her.

“Qin Yue, how was work at the flower shop today?”

“It was alright…”

Qin Yue nodded politely, but her mind recalled Meng Ziqing’s tearful complaints from earlier in the day—complaints that Gu Yang’s condescending remarks had left her feeling unconfident—and she subconsciously felt a little more disgust towards him.

The interaction between the ‘little one’ Meng Ziqing and Wen Siliang was a problem between them.

But Gu Yang’s belittling remarks were enough to reveal his character—

Unacceptable. Heh, scum.

Meng Ziqing rolled her eyes inwardly.

She chose a seat far away from Gu Yang and the others. Qin Yue also kept her distance from her, with Zhang Ke sitting between them.

It was already late, and since everyone had their main jobs on the next workday, the production team didn’t linger. They simply told them they would announce the group with the highest sales tomorrow.

Then, after instructing them to think about which admired guest they wanted to give a flower to tonight, and which flower to send, they dismissed everyone.

Afterward, Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue went back to their room together to prepare for bed.

During this time, they acted as if they had pre-arranged it: neither of them said a word. One was at the vanity table, the other in the bathroom, and after the one in the bathroom came out, they would swap.

There was definitely some unspoken understanding there, but not much.

They were locked in a silent standoff.

Meng Ziqing was proud, and Qin Yue was aloof; neither wanted to be the one to apologize.

Meng Ziqing for some unspoken reasons.

Qin Yue because she felt she had done nothing wrong, which was indeed true.

Midnight. Everything was quiet. The gentle moonlight spilled into the room through the window, tranquil and serene.

Suddenly, there was some movement in the room, causing the half-asleep Qin Yue to open her eyes.

What is Meng Ziqing doing?

Qin Yue subconsciously rose and lifted her eyelids to look toward the source of the noise.

The very next second, a cloak of darkness enveloped her. Then, Qin Yue only felt her body sink as a warm body tackled her onto the bed and wrapped an arm around her waist.

“Hiss—”

Qin Yue’s waist was very sensitive. The sudden rush of numbness caused her to gasp sharply.

Her eyes flashed with annoyance. She pushed her. “Meng Ziqing, what are you doing?”

“Hmm, sleeping, of course.”

Meng Ziqing said as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She brazenly rubbed against Qin Yue’s neck and whined, “Pretty Jiejie, you broke your promise. You said you’d sleep with me from now on, so why didn’t you come find me?”

“Don’t you want to sleep with me anymore?”

She looked wronged, and large, crystalline tears instantly slid from her eyes.

“Hey, calm down.”

Qin Yue’s ears were flushed red from the rubbing. A flicker of helplessness crossed her eyes.

What should I do…

Meng Ziqing’s sleepwalking has flared up.