Be careful! The young mistress is back with a crow's mouth

Before the scene transitions to the dormitory, an advertisement will be played. Under the guidance of the staff, everyone will take off their microphones and go to the lounge to change into regular clothes.

It was the end of summer and the temperature was still high, so Qiao Jintang only brought a suitcase.

The program team will prepare daily necessities, and the guests only need to bring what they need.

After changing into a simple dress and casually bunning up her thick black hair behind her head, Qiao Jintang came out dragging her suitcase.

The corridor was quiet, with a few staff members passing by occasionally.

Soon, the next door opened and Lin Wanwan came out while putting on makeup. Her young assistant followed behind her, pulling a huge suitcase in each hand.

Seeing Qiao Jintang, Lin Wanwan's eyes turned cold, "Jintang is so lucky, if someone didn't know, they would think you used some tricks."

Qiao Jintang retorted, "What tricks? I can be on the same team with Madam Shang even without using any tricks, but you, even after using all your tricks, can't even get into the door of this Shang family, tsk tsk."

"Hey, how do you talk to Sister Wanwan? You..."

"How do you talk to me? Who allowed you to talk to me like that?"

Without waiting for the assistant to finish speaking, Qiao Jintang scolded back angrily.

"Jintang, this is the production team. I advise you to hold back your arrogance. Don't let that happen..." Lin Wanwan smiled softly, covering her lips with her hands, "You won't even know how you died."

Qiao Jintang rolled his eyes, "How can I die? I'll just die of old age. Do you think everyone will die like you?"

"Qiao..."

Lin Wanwan's assistant was about to speak again when Feng Shu came out from another lounge.

"Auntie, are you done packing? Shall we go to the car and wait for everyone?"

After glancing at Qiao Jintang with displeasure, Feng Shu looked at Lin Wanwan with a smile on his face, "Okay, Wanwan, don't think too much about it. It's just a show. It's all fake."

Lin Wanwan nodded, "Jintang, I said the wrong thing just now, I hope you can forgive me, we can be good friends, right?"

Qiao Jintang took out his phone and opened his payment code. "V me 50,000."

"..."

Feng Shu couldn't stand it anymore, "Qiao Jintang, why are you so proud here? Humph, don't think that being in a group with me is a good thing. I will make you regret it."

Qiao Jintang looked indifferent, "What do I regret? I regret not making it public..."

He deliberately winked at Feng Shu, "What is our relationship?"

Glancing at her assistant, Lin Wanwan took Feng Shu's arm and said, "Auntie, let's go out. The car should be ready."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Qiao Jintang would really do something wrong, Feng Shu snorted coldly and left.

Lin Wanwan's assistant walked a few steps and turned back. Qiao Jintang bared his teeth and threatened: "What are you looking at? Be careful or I'll dig out your eyes."

"you……"

"What are you talking about? Get out of here! I have a knife with me!"

As he said this, he pretended to open the suitcase, and the assistant was scared away.

Seeing this, Qiao Jintang sniffed and looked timid.

Liu Qian shared a lounge with her mother-in-law Zhao Meijuan. Just as Qiao Jintang was about to leave, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came out with suitcases. When they saw Qiao Jintang, Liu Qian took the initiative to greet them.

"Hello, Miss Jintang. I've been looking for a chance to talk to you. You're really funny. I like hanging out with people like you."

Qiao Jintang smiled sweetly at Liu Qian, "I also particularly like to date beautiful women who bring glory to the country."

In fact, Liu Qian is not a beauty, at most she is pretty, but her identity as an Olympic champion somehow gives her a sense of righteousness.

Yes, it is righteousness, the righteousness that everyone understands!

Stroking his chin with one hand, Qiao Jintang looked Liu Qian up and down without any hesitation. Fenghuaxueyue Tower was in need of girls of this type, but it was a pity that they could not go back to the past.

Otherwise, she would definitely go back with the memories of this life to create a group of healthy beauties.

"Ahem, sister Jintang, don't look at me like that, I..."

I am afraid!

Qiao Jintang looked away, "I just think Sister Qianqian has a very healthy figure, which is my type."

Sister Qianqian...

When Liu Qian met Qiao Jintang's beautiful, harmless eyes, she felt her heart beat faster for no reason.

He actually called her Sister Qianqian...

"Sister, is your suitcase heavy? I'll help you carry it."

Qiao Jintang's smile became sweeter and sweeter. "It's not heavy, Auntie, Sister Qianqian, let's go take a ride!"

As soon as they left, Yang Shiyu and her mother-in-law Li Xiuyun went out.

"Hurry up, stop dawdling."

Li Xiuyun walked in front carrying the Hermès bag, while Yang Shiyu struggled to control three huge suitcases. "Mom, can you..."

"What do you mean by can or cannot? Walk faster. Look at how spoiled you are. Oh my, my, I don't know what my son likes about you."

Li Xiuyun taunted her in a sarcastic tone. Yang Shiyu gritted her teeth, her eyes red.

"Why, who are you showing your aggrieved look to? No one can say anything to you, right?"

Yang Shiyu hurriedly shook her head, "No, I really need to exercise properly."

The two of them were about to reach the gate, one after the other. Li Xiuyun turned around and took the smallest suitcase.

At this moment, the program staff and reporters were all outside the door. The moment they saw the flash, Li Xiuyun said, "Daughter-in-law, can you carry it? You are such a fool. You have to rush to take it yourself. Come on, give the black box to mom."

Yang Shiyu tried hard to put on a smile, "No, I can carry it."

"Where's your assistant?"

"She is sick, so I let her rest at home during this period."

The program team does not allow artists to bring their agent assistants with them, so Lin Wanwan’s assistant will leave on his own after sending her to the car.

Qiao Jintang and others stood on the red carpet with their luggage, waiting for Yang Shiyu and her mother-in-law to arrive. They first accepted interviews from reporters and then began to allocate cars.

The director held up the loudspeaker and said, "Four cars, one for each mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pair. Please get in, guests. There will be a surprise waiting for you when you get to the dormitory!"

She had originally hoped to share a car with Feng Shu and take this opportunity to show off her misery, but upon hearing this, Lin Wanwan became even more angry.

What kind of a shit show is this? If she hadn't noticed its popularity, she would have quit long ago.

Qiao Jintang cast a provocative look at Feng Shu and dragged his suitcase towards the trunk of the car.

After the staff helped him put it away, he opened the car door and got in.

Feng Shu stood there, and seeing that Qiao Jintang had no intention of coming over to help, he rushed over angrily.

What a rude girl! She was so angry.

There is a photographer sitting in the co-pilot seat. Although the journey will not be broadcast live, it will be edited into the pilot film and broadcast later.

Feng Shu is arrogant and has always been able to call the shots in his life, so he probably won't even read the small booklet distributed by the program team carefully.

Qiao Jintang leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. Soon, Feng Shu sat down and started to mock him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Is this your attitude as a daughter-in-law? You don't even help your mother-in-law unload the suitcase?"

Qiao Jintang didn't care about the camera that was pointed at her face, "I'm different from other daughters-in-law."

Blinking at Feng Shu, Qiao Jintang raised his eyebrows and said, "I am a daughter-in-law who is easily criticized, easily scolded, and has a bad temper."