When I Woke Up, I Had Three Romantic Partners - Chapter 11

Chi Jinqing was stunned for a few seconds before slowly shaking her head: “I’m fine.”

She should be fine, she just felt a bit dizzy and light-headed…

Suddenly, Chi Jinqing pushed the person away and buried her head behind the chair: “Ugh…”

Si Jiamo: “…”

The camera immediately turned away to avoid filming anything inappropriate for broadcast.

It wasn’t until Chi Jinqing finally finished vomiting that she felt much more relaxed. Her vision finally stopped spinning, and her complexion looked better.

“That wasn’t filmed, was it?”

Since this was a live broadcast, if her twisted, vomiting face were aired, could she still have the face to continue in the entertainment industry?

The cameraman: “No, please don’t worry.”

Chi Jinqing breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good.”

She gargled with the water Si Jiamo had bought, and then asked the cleaning lady to come and help tidy up, as she still felt a bit weak.

Those few minutes of sitting felt like they had almost killed her.

A staff member nearby saw that Chi Jinqing was better and walked over, saying, “Congratulations to the two of you for winning a lucky draw ticket. You can go for a random draw after lunch.”

Chi Jinqing trembling accepted it: “Thank you.”

Si Jiamo supported Chi Jinqing with her arm, her expression grim: “Where do you want to go next?”

Chi Jinqing’s voice was hoarse: “To ride the Ferris wheel.”

She had shouted a bit too loudly on the roller coaster just now, which had left her throat hoarse and somewhat sore.

“Mhm.”

The two arrived at the Ferris wheel and discovered there was a task here too. They leaned closer to read it.

Challenge: When the Ferris wheel reaches its highest point, the two of you must hold hands and form a heart shape, taking three different photos of the heart. The photos must be clear, and the poses of both parties must be identical to count.

Reward: One lucky draw ticket.

“There’s a task here at the Ferris wheel, too.”

Chi Jinqing looked at the mission requirements and began to have a clearer understanding of this dating show.

This was practically the artificial manufacturing of sugar-sweet moments—sweet to look at, but cloying to consume.

Si Jiamo: “Let’s go up.”

Chi Jinqing: “Oh.”

Although Chi Jinqing complained internally that the director was quite creative, her feet did not hesitate, as she currently needed to create these sweet moments or risk losing her job.

They got onto the Ferris wheel. The two of them sat on one side, and the cameraman sat on the other.

In this situation, Chi Jinqing truly admired the other actors who could ignore the cameras and sweetly fall in love. She, however, only felt awkward.

As the Ferris wheel slowly ascended, Chi Jinqing and Si Jiamo sat very close. Si Jiamo was being especially attentive, worried that Chi Jinqing had not yet recovered from the after-effects of earlier.

But because her expression was so calm, the two of them appeared to have no harmonious atmosphere at all, as if they were truly just strangers.

Those watching the footage were also confused by this attitude. It would be false to say that Si Jiamo was completely untouched, as Chi Jinqing had clearly wobbled after getting off the roller coaster. Although it wasn’t Si Jiamo’s direct path, she still took a detour and helped Chi Jinqing up before the staff could reach her.

The worry in her eyes at that moment was not acted. That familiar, subconscious action could only be achieved through hundreds, even thousands, of times of practice.

But if that was the case, what was wrong with Si Jiamo now?

Chi Jinqing didn’t know what was going on, either. She turned her head towards the window; they were ascending.

She wasn’t actually afraid of heights; she was only afraid of the sudden downhill feeling, which gave her a sense of losing control of her heart. She hated that feeling of being out of control.

When they reached the highest point, Chi Jinqing took a deep breath. Since they had come all this way, it would be a pity not to complete the task.

She took the initiative to pull Si Jiamo’s hand. Si Jiamo understood her meaning, and the two quickly formed three different heart shapes for the photos.

They had great chemistry. Even after so many years, Chi Jinqing still remembered the ways she had taught Si Jiamo to make a heart gesture back then.

Her heart gestures were a bit different. While others preferred using the index finger and thumb, she liked using the middle finger and thumb, and also the thumb and pinky.

Si Jiamo had asked her why back then, and she had said it meant having a beginning and an end.

The final pose was a heart jointly formed by touching their two thumbs together.

The photo session was quickly finished. Everyone thought it was just a coincidence, believing that since Si Jiamo had used this heart gesture for so many years, Chi Jinqing must have watched Si Jiamo’s past videos and specifically learned it.

But only Si Jiamo knew that the reason she kept using this heart gesture was simply because she was waiting for an explanation from Chi Jinqing.

Over the years, to say she truly hated the other person wasn’t true. She had been depressed and fallen into a slump, but she had never forgotten.

Just as the Ferris wheel was about to reach the bottom, she suddenly said, “Chi Jinqing.”

Chi Jinqing was confused: “Hmm?”

She originally wanted to ask if the other party had ever regretted it, but considering that the current Chi Jinqing knew nothing, there would be no answer even if she asked, plus they were still live streaming.

Their old history was not suitable to be discussed in front of everyone.

So she paused and said coldly, “Nothing.”

Chi Jinqing: “?”

What exactly did Si Jiamo want to say?

She had a persistent feeling that the other party had something to say but couldn’t.

But Si Jiamo didn’t say anything. She just walked ahead of Chi Jinqing. The two walked in silence, one following the other. They stopped in front of a shooting game and saw Luo Wanshuang and Feng Yan, who were troubledly holding plastic guns.

As she was her little fan, Chi Jinqing proactively walked up and asked, “What’s wrong?”

As soon as Luo Wanshuang saw Chi Jinqing, she immediately said enthusiastically, “Idol, you’re here.”

She then drooped her head sadly: “I’m not good at this. I want the biggest doll, but you have to hit ten shots in a row to get it.”

“Sister Feng isn’t very good at it either. She only hit three out of ten shots in total.”

Luo Wanshuang looked pitifully at Chi Jinqing: “I can’t aim accurately at the balloon.”

“Your posture for holding the gun is wrong. You can’t control the recoil this way, so naturally, you can’t aim accurately.”

“I’ll teach you.”

Chi Jinqing raised her hand, half-embraced Luo Wanshuang to adjust her posture, then slightly bent over and leaned on her shoulder, aiming precisely at a balloon before firing.

“Bang!”

The balloon burst. The corners of Chi Jinqing’s slightly pale mouth curled up. Her skill hadn’t declined after all.

“See, that’s all it takes.”

Luo Wanshuang was half-embraced by Chi Jinqing and didn’t dare to breathe heavily. Her cheeks were flushed bright red like a monkey’s bottom, and her eyes held a hint of confusion and innocence. Her hands were completely sweaty.

She hadn’t focused her mind on learning how to shoot at all; her entire heart was fixed on Chi Jinqing. Facing the popped balloon, she looked bewildered: “Huh? Huh? It popped?”

She rubbed her eyes, watching the burst balloon in disbelief, utterly stunned.

“So cool!”

Luo Wanshuang clung shyly in Chi Jinqing’s embrace, looking up at Chi Jinqing and softly saying, “Idol, can you help me win that panda doll?”

Chi Jinqing looked at the panda doll, which was as big as a two or three-year-old child, and said without pressure, “Sure, I can.”

Si Jiamo couldn’t just stand there. She grabbed Chi Jinqing, who was about to continue, her face dark: “Alright, having a little fun is enough. I’ve taught her already; there’s no need to stand so close.”

The confused Chi Jinqing: “?”

Luo Wanshuang, whose little schemes were exposed: “…”

She looked at Chi Jinqing pitifully: “Idol…”

Chi Jinqing: “…”

Chi Jinqing scratched the back of her head and whispered to Si Jiamo, “Do you want one? Should I win one for you, too?”

Si Jiamo’s expression grew even uglier: “Do I need it?”

Did she not have hands?

“I taught you how to shoot. Do you think I need your help?”

Chi Jinqing couldn’t refute this. When she was dating Si Jiamo back then, she had indeed pretended to not know how to get Si Jiamo to teach her.

But that was actually intentional; how could she not know?

But she couldn’t expose that now.

“Oh.”

Chi Jinqing: “But Xiao Shuang is my fan, and what she wants is so simple. I’ll help her, I promise I won’t get too close.”

Si Jiamo secretly ground her teeth: “Chi Jinqing, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

Chi Jinqing blinked. She was indeed doing it on purpose.

When she flipped through the diary before, she had memorized its contents. She was a talent-based, immersive actor. She remembered how many scandals Si Jiamo had been involved in over the years, and how many times she had been coldly rebuffed with words telling her not to have any delusions.

Now she was just exacting a tiny bit of revenge. Why was Si Jiamo unable to tolerate it?

Si Jiamo was utterly fed up: “How can you use something I taught you to help someone else?”

Other things were fine, but shooting was not, especially in a live broadcast like this.

Chi Jinqing pointed at the camera: “We are live. Calm down. Don’t let the domineering CEO persona possess you.”

Si Jiamo: “…”

She took a deep breath, feeling like Chi Jinqing would surely drive her mad one day.

“You really know how to provoke me.”

She picked up the other plastic gun next to her: “Very well. I also happen to like that panda. Let’s compete based on our own abilities to win it.”

Chi Jinqing: “…”

She really didn’t want to compete with Si Jiamo over something like this.

However…

Luo Wanshuang tugged on Chi Jinqing’s sleeve pitifully: “Idol…”

“If… if we can’t win, it’s okay. If Sister Si wants it, let her have it.”

She lowered her head, her voice wronged: “It’s okay if I get something else. That little rabbit for hitting nine shots is also very cute.”

Si Jiamo’s mind sobered up when she saw Luo Wanshuang’s overly innocent, almost ‘green tea’ demeanor, and her gaze swept over Chi Jinqing’s hesitant eyes. She immediately gritted her teeth and said, “There’s no need to concede. Since we both like the same thing, I definitely won’t bully you based on my status and age.”

She said meaningfully: “However, if you want to give up early, you can, after all, not all things are meant to be obtained.”

The hand Luo Wanshuang used to tug Chi Jinqing’s sleeve stiffened: “…”

Was she talking about Chi Jinqing?

Was the other party openly stating that she liked Chi Jinqing and throwing down a challenge for fair competition?

Luo Wanshuang, whose little radar accurately caught the message, immediately lifted her head. No, she would not give up on her idol!

Stimulated, Luo Wanshuang said without hesitation, “Then let’s compete!”

“I’ll compete with you!”