A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 46

In the slightly deserted hallway.

Qin Yue’s “I’ll buy it all” rich-woman declaration was neither too loud nor too soft, causing two or three passing hotel guests to turn their heads in surprise.

Good heavens, witnessing a rich woman coaxing her wife in person?

After the passerby saw Meng Ziqing’s face, they sighed again,

Indeed, to be a kept person, you must rely on your looks. This girl is quite desirable.

Meng Ziqing: ?!

What nonsense are you talking about? I only just had a bite of that “kept-person” rice an hour ago!

Meng Ziqing took a deep breath from being stared at, her “fairy burden” immediately kicking in. Pretending she hadn’t seen or heard anything, she held her breath, pulled Qin Yue silently, and headed toward the elevator.

“Let’s go, let’s go, hurry up.” Meng Ziqing urged softly in front of Qin Yue.

She couldn’t stand and talk in the hallway—with people coming and going, discussing things like buying or not buying made her prone to losing face.

Qin Yue naturally knew about the child’s unreasonably high standards of decorum in front of others. She only felt a burst of cuteness in her heart and had to suppress her laughter, allowing Meng Ziqing to lead her.

Meng Ziqing read Qin Yue’s thoughts, gave her a slightly dangerous look with her small eyes, gritted her teeth, turned away huffily, and said nothing.

Qin Yue blinked innocently: ?

The scene of the production crew and guests crowding the hallway an hour ago had now dispersed. Seeing that the situation was fine, the guests went back to what they were doing—some ate, others strolled outside.

The cameraman, taking a moment of leisure, was waiting downstairs for Meng Ziqing and the others to finish up and come down.

This gave Meng Ziqing and Qin Yue some private space, keeping them off camera.

If they had been filmed, the livestream chat and the outside world would probably have had another wave of “rich woman bonding.”

Meng Ziqing finally relaxed after pulling Qin Yue into the elevator. She took Qin Yue’s phone and only then could she clearly see the ant-sized text in the livestream comments.

An hour had passed, and mixed in with the topics about other guests in the dating show’s livestream were several comments:

I miss Meng Fairy so much! Not for anything else, just want to cuddle with CEO Qin…

Speaking of which, the quality of the guests on this dating show is very high, especially CEO Qin, hiss hiss…

Falling to the floor, I also want a rich older sister to buy me tens of thousands worth of skincare products…

Meng Ziqing scrolled through them one by one, her hand holding the phone trembling slightly, and her ears quietly flushed. Qin Yue had obviously seen the comments in the livestream, which was why she was teasing her.

“Jiejie—”

Meng Ziqing gave her a slightly petulant glare, but then she actually thought about it seriously.

Meng Ziqing seemed to want nothing, yet also seemed to want a great deal.

She wanted 10 billion, she wanted Qin Yue to love her, and she also wanted… Meng Ziqing’s eyes darkened slightly, a hint of gloom flashing across them.

“I want too much. Will Jiejie give it all to me?”

Meng Ziqing seemed to have thought of something. She looked up, raised an eyebrow, and asked Qin Yue tentatively with a light smile.

She looked at Qin Yue with sparkling eyes, full of expectation, yet not hiding the malice within.

It was as if she was about to play a trick on someone and wanted to pull Qin Yue in with her, inviting her aboard a pirate ship.

When Qin Yue saw her malicious expression, her mood became quite cheerful. She shrugged and indulged her, “I will…”

“I’ll give you anything you want.” She repeated patiently.

Qin Yue naturally knew that the child in this state was definitely planning something bad. But the same phrase applied: Qin Yue could afford to play this game, and Qin Yue could protect Meng Ziqing.

Furthermore, Meng Ziqing was her wife.

If her wife wanted to do something, did she have a reason not to help?

“Wait a moment…”

Qin Yue suddenly added, her expression now somewhat serious. She was truly afraid Meng Ziqing would do something that would harm others but not benefit herself.

“As long as it’s not illegal or something that will cause you harm, I’ll go along with it.”

“The key is that it must not cause you harm.” Qin Yue met Meng Ziqing’s gaze, frowning and articulating every word.

The image of Meng Ziqing covered in blood emerging from the entrance of the dark, abandoned factory flashed through her mind again, causing her heart to sink.

Meng Ziqing felt helpless but knew this was her own doing and had to bear it. So, she repeatedly guaranteed, “I’m sure. I’m one hundred percent sure it won’t hurt me, really.”

“Jiejie, please believe me.” Meng Ziqing blinked innocently at Qin Yue, shaking Qin Yue’s hand back and forth. “I’m really not doing anything dangerous this time.”

“Absolutely, definitely not.” She raised her hand and swore repeatedly, her expression serious.

Qin Yue’s heavy heart eased slightly. She glanced at Meng Ziqing and nodded, “Then tell me, what do you want to do this time?”

“Well…” Meng Ziqing saw Qin Yue give in and bent her eyes into a smiling crescent. “I want to…”

Before she could say it, she felt a tremor—the elevator had reached the ground floor.

Meng Ziqing quickly glanced at the elevator door, which was about to open. Through a sliver of a gap, she could see that the cameraman and others were still some distance from the elevator entrance.

Meng Ziqing’s eyes returned to Qin Yue. She leaned in close and whispered very quickly, “I want Wen Siliang to be utterly ruined.”

The girl’s voice was naturally elegant and intellectual, but in the low whisper, it became slightly sweet. Yet, no matter how sweet, the hatred and malice toward the person could not be ignored.

Qin Yue looked down at Meng Ziqing in surprise. She hadn’t expected this to be what Meng Ziqing wanted. She hesitated, “Are you sure?”

Meng Ziqing: “I’m sure…”

She rubbed her cheek against Qin Yue’s shoulder, like a kitten, making Qin Yue’s heart itch, “Jiejie. This is what I want.”

As they spoke, the elevator door opened. In the distance, they could see Wen Siliang returning while chatting with Zhang Ke.

“Look at him…” Meng Ziqing whispered. “This person is so disgusting. Jiejie, I really hate him.”

Meng Ziqing’s ‘green tea’ personality was this: though she clearly hated him, she spoke to Qin Yue in a spoiled, wheedling tone.

Qin Yue glanced at him from afar, withdrew her gaze indifferently, and her cool, clear voice held no emotional fluctuations, “Alright, baby. As you wish.”

In fact, Qin Yue had no great feud with Wen Siliang, not even a minor disagreement. Logically speaking, she had no reason to target him over this.

After all, they would only be together for two more months, and Wen Siliang wouldn’t dare to get close to them.

But since Meng Ziqing hated him…

Qin Yue didn’t mind being her instrument for a while.

“You love-drunk fool.” Qin Yue scolded herself mentally.

Meng Ziqing immediately hugged Qin Yue’s arm, her voice soft and sweet, “I knew Jiejie was the best.”

“I like Jiejie so much.”

As if words weren’t enough, she rubbed against her. Her long, dark, curly hair brushed and rubbed against Qin Yue’s neck with her movements, tickling Qin Yue and raising goosebumps.

The scene of Meng Ziqing clinging to Qin Yue intimately at the elevator entrance caught the side-eye of those waiting for the elevator, causing Qin Yue’s face to flush.

“Meng Ziqing, restrain yourself a little.” Qin Yue whispered with difficulty, her face slightly red. “We are outside right now.”

“I know,” Meng Ziqing said, yet she still obediently moved away from Qin Yue.

She looked innocently bewildered and stated righteously, “It’s not illegal for me to rub against my wife.”

“I didn’t rub against him,” she said, shrugging her shoulders with a shameless, flippant air.

“Let’s go, let’s go.” Qin Yue couldn’t bear to look and pulled her directly toward the cameraman.

Qin Yue had figured it out: Meng Ziqing’s “fairy burden” only existed when her capability or image was questioned. As for public displays of affection like this, she was utterly shameless.

What was most annoying wasn’t even this; it was that you couldn’t win an argument against her.

She was excellent at pushing boundaries and taking an inch when given an opportunity, and you had absolutely no way to deal with her.

And yet, there was also a bizarre and shameful… sense of enjoyment…

After all, she was elegant and superior to everyone else, and only spoiled and favored you.

This kind of special treatment easily makes one feel infatuated.

“Jiejie, you’re embarrassed now,” Meng Ziqing said, catching up to Qin Yue’s pace while still teasing her. “What’s the big deal? You’re my wife, you see. This is just…”

Qin Yue shot her a sharp glare. Meng Ziqing “obediently” shut up, pouting as she muttered softly, “Fine, wifey.”

“Miss Meng, Miss Qin, you’re finally out. I’ve been waiting for ages.”

The cameraman, who had been waiting downstairs until his bones felt like jelly, lit up when he saw them arrive.

“Huh?” Qin Yue looked awkwardly at the cameraman, unsure whether to reply ‘yes’ or ‘sorry for the wait.’

Seeing Qin Yue’s surprised expression, the cameraman realized he had said the wrong thing right after he finished. He opened his mouth for a long time, unsure what to say. Feeling depressed, he could only give them an awkward smile.

Pft ha ha ha, the cameraman’s expression looks so depressed, I want to laugh ha ha ha.

[he cameraman’s phrasing makes him sound like a lookout for someone, ha ha ha…

The livestream was filled with laughter.

“Damn, what was I just saying? It sounds like I was staking out a hotel room while someone was inside.” The cameraman grumbled internally.

Meng Ziqing: … Don’t say ‘it sounds like,’ be confident, remove ‘it sounds like.’

The cameraman looked at the time and changed the subject. “It’s already eleven-thirty. Miss Meng, why don’t you have lunch first? The director will come down around one o’clock.”

“Then it’ll be time to set today’s dating task,” he said. “Have some food first. You haven’t eaten all morning in your room…”

Damn, he’s only digging himself deeper.

“Pffft!” Meng Ziqing burst out laughing. Instead of making things hard for the cameraman, she walked with Qin Yue toward the restaurant while giving him another topic. “Where is the dating task this afternoon?”

“It should be an attraction in the surrounding area.” The cameraman sighed in relief and kindly advised, “The sun in Tibet is very strong. You’ll also be returning in the evening, and you must have felt the temperature difference between day and night yesterday. You can go back to your room to prepare after lunch.”

“Okay, thank you.” Meng Ziqing smiled with crescent eyes and thanked him politely.

During lunch, Zhang Ke and Wen Siliang came over and asked to share a table with them.

Zhang Ke placed the oxygen tank she was carrying on the table. She seemed to have had a great time outside; her face was rosy, and the excitement in her eyes hadn’t faded. “Sister Qingqing, it’s really super beautiful outside, completely different from A City.”

“You have a few more days, so have fun,” Meng Ziqing said, advising her like an older sister to a younger one. “According to the program schedule, you’ll be going to a nearby attraction this afternoon and won’t be back until evening. Remember to prepare a sun-protective jacket and some small items later.”

Zhang Ke nodded, her eyes clear and innocent. She mumbled while eating, “Okay…”

“By the way…” Meng Ziqing changed the subject, smiling gently at Wen Siliang. “Brother Siliang should also remember to ask his wife what needs to be prepared. There are no assistants this time, so you have to prepare yourselves.”

Wen Siliang was speechless. His acting was fully on point; his expression was awkward and a little red, as if he was embarrassed to reply to Meng Ziqing’s teasing, and also blushing from the implied flirtation between him and Zhang Ke.

No one saw the hand he was clenching beneath the table.

After Meng Ziqing finished speaking, a dark flicker crossed her eyes. Then she smiled and playfully winked at Wen Siliang, which immediately caused a screen full of laughter from the audience, ensuring the joke didn’t fall flat.

Pft ha ha ha, I’m dying of laughter. Meng Fairy’s wicked sense of humor, ha ha ha.

Wifey, wifey—who is the wifey here? Meng Fairy’s calls of ‘wifey’ are so sweet.

“Sister Qingqing!” Zhang Ke’s face immediately flushed crimson. She bashfully pretended to hit Meng Ziqing’s arm, thinking Meng Ziqing was teasing them again.

“Ew—” Meng Ziqing pretended to be disgusted and scared, shifting closer to Qin Yue and leaning on her shoulder like a small bird. “Wifey, look at her, she’s so fierce.”

“I was clearly telling the truth, and she hit me.” Meng Ziqing dramatically raised her hand to wipe the corner of her tearless eye. “I’m so scared.”

“Wifey, are you my wife?” Meng Ziqing asked Qin Yue seriously.

Qin Yue nodded. “Yes…”

“That’s right…” After getting Qin Yue’s answer, Meng Ziqing turned her head and asked Wen Siliang with a mischievous intent.

“I have a wife, do you?”

“Uh…”

Wen Siliang’s face was awkward, and the hand under the table clenched tighter.

Meng Ziqing was doing this on purpose!