Socially awkward person transmigrates into a villain, and he's going crazy for romance reality

After the meal, everyone rested for a while at the fisherman's house before the bus arrived at the door.

After getting into the car, Chi Yining chose a window seat and sat down. Yan Guiyun followed closely behind and sat down next to Chi Yining.

He took Chi Yining's phone out of his backpack and returned it to him.

Chi Yining took the phone without any reaction, not even saying thank you. "Identification complete. Cat Master is here," Yan Guiyun sighed helplessly.

After the kitten took the phone, it held it in its hand, leaned against the window, and closed its eyes.

The guests around them were secretly delighted, having been waiting for Yan Guiyun to make a fool of himself, and here it was.

Back in the little blue house, Chi Yining immediately went upstairs; he had been enduring the smell of the sea for a long time.

Half an hour later, Chi Yining, who had just finished showering, seemed to have come back to life.

The show will be filmed here again next Monday. Just as Chi Yining was thinking of saying that she wouldn't go back because she had nowhere to stay, her phone suddenly received a message.

I walked to the sofa, picked up my phone and smelled it to make sure there was no fishy smell before opening it and tapping WeChat.

Ma Ling: The flight is booked for 16:05 PM. Hurry up and pack your bags to go to the airport. You said the day before yesterday that you had nowhere to stay, so I temporarily booked a hotel for you for two days. You have a magazine shoot tomorrow, so don't miss your flight.

Chi Yining glanced at her phone: 14:10 PM!

I grabbed a black carry-on or shoulder bag, packed a few sets of clothes, a tablet, charger, phone, and ID card, put on a black mechanical watch, and chose a pair of black sneakers.

Okay, what's missing? Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm wearing a black vest and faded-looking ripped jeans. Of all the clothes Sister Ling bought for him, this is the most ordinary outfit.

Oh, and a hat too. She picked out a black fisherman's hat, put on a mask, and then went out with her bag.

After glancing at Yan Guiyun's tightly closed door, Chi Yining closed the door behind him and hurried downstairs. It was several hundred meters to the taxi stand on the highway, and Chi Yining didn't dare to stop for a moment. Without noticing the people around him, he quickly walked out of the little blue house.

Bai Chongxuan almost didn't recognize Chi Yining when he saw him fully armed; he only recognized him after seeing the scabbed wound on his elbow.

Are you in a hurry to get home? Even if there's no filming this afternoon, is there really a need to rush?

Was that Chi Chi just now?! Chi Chi, dressed normally, is actually a walking clothes rack~

"No, it was wrapped up so tightly, how did you recognize it?"

[Chichi's hands, aren't they all red?]

[His hands were the reddest from fishing, and he also had scrapes on his elbows.]

You bunch of detail-obsessed weirdos...

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More than an hour later, Chi Yining, who had taken a taxi there, looked at the time on her watch. In five minutes, the flight would close for check-in. Thank goodness.

He felt like he had never been in such a rush in his past life; Sister Ling gave him no time to hesitate.

After getting her boarding pass, Chi Yining carried her bag to the security checkpoint. After passing through security, she went to find her boarding gate.

He took his vibrating phone out of his pocket and realized someone had sent him a WeChat message. He thought it was from Yan Guiyun, but after a glance, he realized it was from Meng Ke. He hadn't forgotten this person. Meng Ke was the culprit who instigated the original owner to do all sorts of bizarre things. He was the second male lead, a white lotus flower, in the original work, and also the biggest stumbling block between the main characters.

I opened the message he sent: Xiaoning, why didn't you listen to me? Why aren't you wearing makeup? You can't do this...

The messages scrolling up were all PUA and brainwashing messages Meng Ke sent to the original owner. Meng Ke, you've really played your cards well. How do we deal with you...?