When I Woke Up, I Had Three Romantic Partners - Chapter 14

Su Yunhui: Film well. I will take over all your work from now on.

Chi Jinqing lowered her eyes, allowing the soft morning light to fall upon her. After a long pause, she finally raised her hand and replied with a single word: Okay.

After putting her phone away, the live broadcast was about to start again. She patted her face and waited for someone to come and do her makeup.

The gentle light makeup, paired with vibrant clothing, made her look like she was eighteen. Given her current state, no one would doubt that she was a university student, even if she were to step onto a campus.

Today, there was one chance to swap rooms. As long as someone wanted to swap and the other party agreed, the swap could be successfully executed.

After the events of the past two days, everyone basically understood the production team’s motive: they were clearly trying to stir up drama.

Something like swapping rooms would certainly not be easy.

Sure enough, the production team announced the task the next moment.

“Those who wish to swap rooms, please step forward and state who you want to swap with. As long as both parties agree, you may swap rooms.”

“However, both parties who swap rooms must accept a punishment.”

Chi Jinqing: “?”

Punishment?

Luo Wanshuang: “…What kind of punishment is it?”

Si Jiamo also frowned slightly, feeling that the production team was up to something.

The Director: “The punishment is very simple: both parties will wear linked wristbands for one day, and they can only take them off when filming concludes in the evening.”

Chi Jinqing: “…”

Si Jiamo: “…”

Luo Wanshuang: “…”

Feng Yan: “…”

The four people who wanted to swap rooms fell silent.

The other two knew they had no chance of swapping rooms, so they simply watched them proceed.

Luo Wanshuang: “I can do it.”

It’s only one day; she can handle it.

“I… I want to swap with Si Jiamo.”

“I’ll swap with Chi Jinqing.”

Feng Yan and Luo Wanshuang spoke at the same time and were simultaneously taken aback, having not expected this result.

If Luo Wanshuang swapped with Si Jiamo, and Feng Yan swapped with Chi Jinqing, then essentially, no swap would have occurred.

Luo Wanshuang quickly nudged her: “Sister Feng, don’t joke around. I’ll swap with Si Jiamo, and the two of us will sleep in one room.”

Feng Yan shrugged: “Alright then.”

The Director: “Have you made up your minds?”

Luo Wanshuang: “We’re ready. I’ve decided to swap rooms with Si Jiamo.”

The Director looked at the indifferent Si Jiamo and asked, ” Jiamo, do you want to swap?”

Si Jiamo glanced at the silent Chi Jinqing, stood aside with her arms crossed, and said, “It doesn’t matter, I’m fine with anything.”

Outside the screen, the crowd who had already started shipping the CP (couple) saw right through her little game and began to mock her.

My CP Must Be Real: She’s faking it, she’s faking it. If you keep faking it, you’re going to lose Chi Jinqing, you know that?

Chi Sooner or Later Will Si: She just looked at Chi Jinqing, so she’s definitely waiting for Chi Jinqing to open her mouth and beg her. Since when did she become so prideful? She won’t be able to get a wife acting like this!

Yunyun’s Thigh: Why are the names before mine so morbid? The CP names you guys came up with are too gloomy. Can we have something more cheerful?

Yell Out Loud]: Chi Sooner or Later Will Si? That’s unlucky! So I think ‘Chi Sooner or Later Will Be Cold’ is better.

Giggles: You guys are too morbid. I think ‘Si Should Be Sooner’ is better.

A fan-name war erupted on the screen, as no CP’s fan name had ever been so directly linked to the underworld. Everyone joined in with the resentment they had accumulated from working.

It was only when Chi Jinqing watched Si Jiamo move into the room and take out the wristband to put it on that she had time to think: the production team really wasn’t joking; they were truly playing a very novel game.

The maximum length of the rope was one meter, which meant their farthest distance apart was one meter.

During this time, the two of them could not separate. Furthermore, since neither of them had used this before, their movements were completely inconvenient.

“Put it on.”

Looking at the other wristband tossed over, Chi Jinqing felt a headache coming on.

After being forced to put it on, Chi Jinqing realized that this thing was truly embarrassing, especially when facing Luo Wanshuang and Feng Yan, who were also wearing wristbands. Compared to the other pair’s composure, things between them felt awkward.

The other two weren’t wearing wristbands, but after spending a few days together, their understanding of each other had increased significantly. Of course, the more they understood what kind of people the others were, the more uncomfortable they felt internally. How did they end up entangled with people like this?

However, on the show, they still had to act harmoniously. No one could show disgust, as the fans of their rivals were not to be messed with.

The production team, which had long anticipated this scenario, prepared noodles for breakfast…

Looking at her cuffed left hand, Chi Jinqing looked at Si Jiamo’s cuffed right hand, then lowered her head to stare at the noodles. She felt nothing but despair.

“How are we supposed to eat this?”

The distance was one meter, and it was spring-loaded, only stretching to one meter when pulled; otherwise, it was only half a meter. So when Si Jiamo raised her hand, Chi Jinqing had to raise hers, or Si Jiamo wouldn’t be able to eat.

“You feed me.”

“Huh?”

“What ‘huh’? Feed me.”

Si Jiamo rolled her eyes at her: “Do you understand ‘show effect’?”

Isn’t this what the director wants to see?

What’s the big deal?

Chi Jinqing: “…I don’t understand.”

Why should she feed Si Jiamo? What does the show effect have to do with her? She’s going to start slacking off now!

Si Jiamo: “…”

“Then you wear it on your right hand, and I’ll feed you.”

Chi Jinqing: “No. I’m not handless.”

The stubborn person was doing a stubborn thing.

Si Jiamo: “…”

She was truly impressed by Chi Jinqing’s stubbornness. Why was she acting up now? Couldn’t they just talk properly?

“Chi Jinqing, we are partners now, and this is a variety show.”

So don’t throw a tantrum. Whatever it is, they can talk about it privately when they get back. They are still underground lovers right now, and if she keeps acting up, it will be her who can’t make it in the entertainment industry.

Chi Jinqing understood the implication, let out a cold scoff, picked up her bowl, and held it out straight: “Eat it yourself.”

What’s so hard about it? It’s just holding a bowl; can that stump her?

Si Jiamo: “…”

“I hope you can maintain that posture for the entire breakfast.”

Chi Jinqing: “Piece of cake.”

Chi Jinqing quickly finished her own food, then watched Si Jiamo slowly eat her noodles, looking as if a bigger bite would choke her. Chi Jinqing sat coldly with her hand raised, looking exactly like a spoiled wife having a tantrum.

After barely getting through breakfast, the next activity was a scheduled date. After drawing lots with the amusement park coupons yesterday, there wasn’t much left.

Chi Jinqing’s two coupons resulted in one draw for dinner and one draw for a one-day trip to the top of Mount Tai.

Therefore, their goal for the day was to climb Mount Tai.

When Chi Jinqing saw this, her eyes nearly popped out: “…”

This counts too?

Does this thing count as a reward?

Si Jiamo’s was even more extreme. Besides dinner, she only drew one lunch, which meant they wouldn’t have to worry about their meals today, but they needed to worry about their legs.

Mount Tai truly deserves its 5A scenic rating. The scenery here is breathtaking, but the climb itself is not so pleasant.

Chi Jinqing was utterly exhausted. She was beginning to suspect that the lucky draw was intentionally trying to torment her.

From the roller coaster at the beginning to Mount Tai now, she was led along like an idiot. Yet, she couldn’t refuse; once the contract was signed, she had to act according to the requirements.

Taking another sip of water, she rested on the steps, completely out of breath and flushed all over.

The task this time was to climb up to various temples to take a look and show reverence to the deities.

That’s what they said, but it was essentially just finding a place for a couple’s date.

After all, if they dared to engage in any sort of worship, their live stream would probably be blocked, with accusations of promoting feudal superstition.

When they were one-fifth of the way up, their group encountered a fortune-telling booth. Adhering to the principle that since they were already there, not consulting an oracle would be disrespectful to tradition, Chi Jinqing walked over.

“Let’s go, get a reading.”

Si Jiamo frowned: “This kind of stuff isn’t reliable.”

Chi Jinqing: “Who cares?”

The cameraman, who was communicating with the production team, saw the direction Chi Jinqing and Si Jiamo were heading and asked, “Director, should we follow? Should we stop them?”

The Director: “No need, as long as she’s not learning it herself, it’s fine.”

The cameraman: “Got it.”

Chi Jinqing walked up to the fortune-telling booth and said to the Taoist priest with glasses and a beard, “Master, I’d like a divination.”

The Taoist priest also had the air of an expert: “What do you want to ask?”

Because the Taoist priest could not be filmed, the camera only captured Chi Jinqing and Si Jiamo, along with most of the scenery.

Chi Jinqing: “My fortune, of course.”

“Your fate…”

The Taoist priest, being quite modern, pointed to the QR code beside him: “Two hundred per reading.”

“I’ll have one.”

Chi Jinqing paid without hesitation: “This is my first time getting a reading.”

The Taoist priest laughed heartily upon hearing that: “It’s not your first time.”

Chi Jinqing: “?”

It really was her first time.

Is this Taoist priest trying to fool her and then somehow make her pay for a lesson?

Noticing her confusion, the Taoist priest stopped smiling: “You weren’t this cheerful the last time you had a reading, but even though it wasn’t me who did it for you, it turned out well.”

Before Chi Jinqing could press for more, the Taoist priest took out his tortoise shell and began his divination.

The copper coins, polished by hand, were shiny yet carried a faint, aged scent, and the inscriptions on them were no longer clear.

“Clatter—”

The coins fell onto the tabletop. Looking at the hexagram before him, the Taoist priest stroked his beard, shook his head, and sighed: “Your fate, it is not easy.”

Chi Jinqing’s heart sank, and she pressed: “In what way is it not easy?”

The Taoist priest looked at her and said gravely, “‘When the truth is false, the false is true; when the false is true, the true is false.’ The gears of fate can only move forward, never backward.”

“Take things easy, don’t overthink. What belongs to you will ultimately be yours; no one can take it away. Perhaps you should learn to relax.”

Chi Jinqing: “…”

Does he know that she has traveled to the age of twenty-six?

But why did he say that the gears of fate cannot move backward? Is he telling her that she didn’t travel from eighteen to twenty-six, but that she was always twenty-six to begin with?

Chi Jinqing’s breathing slowed, and a trace of heaviness entered her eyes.