I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

Chapter 32 The handsome guy isn't in the real world, but in the private room.

Sheng Chi was speechless for a long time after being taken aback by Si Qian's sincere words.

Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

[You went head-to-head with a sincere person, and now look what happened—you've met your match in a soft but tough opponent.]

[Si Qian: I'd like to trouble you with something, but it's not much trouble.]

It gives off a feeling of being both pathetic and despicable.

Fu Xiao felt a headache coming on and looked at his good-for-nothing brother: "What's that stuck between your two ears?"

You can't even win an argument with a woman!

Si Qian: "Good luck! 666!"

"..."

After the little incident, everyone got back to the main topic.

To foster camaraderie among the guests, Director Zheng played soft piano music nearby.

Especially on the mountaintop, with the sky as your blanket and the earth as your mat, how romantic!

As a result, Si Qian went off-topic as soon as she opened her mouth.

However, Li Chuanze quickly picked up the conversation, gazing tenderly at Mu Weiyue, gently tucking her hair behind her ear, his eyes softening.

"I think happiness is like Jiang Taigong fishing, where those who are willing take the bait."

This rather blunt confession was understood by everyone present.

Mu Weiyue wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the meaning behind the other person's words. She gave a dry laugh but didn't reply.

Director Zheng asked the only two men in the room who hadn't said much:

"What does Mr. Pei consider happiness?"

Pei Li's beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with a shimmering, star-like light, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up as he fell into memories.

"Happiness is that she likes money—"

"And I happen to have money."

He didn't know if money could make the devil turn the millstone, but it could certainly make Si Qian turn the millstone.

Why does it seem like President Pei is glancing at Si Qian intentionally or unintentionally while speaking?

[He's really good at patting himself on the back. With Yueyue and Yaoyao still around, it's hard to say who President Pei will choose!]

6. Let me be your eyes so you can see clearly~

I don't care! This is a money-losing delicacy! I'll raise the banner of "Losing Money!"

Pei Li: "Mr. Krabs, do you have money?"

How can you put shrimp and pig's heart together?

If we disregard moral and legal issues, she'd be so poor she'd have to sell herself.

Si Qian noticed the gaze directed at her from the other side was practically rolling her eyes to the heavens.

"I don't have money now, but when I do, I'll definitely go to a club and order the most handsome man, the most heartbroken male model, force him to drink, watch him suffer, and when he sheds tears, I'll touch his face and say, 'I feel your pain, and I want to help you solve it.'"

What awakened her was not her conscience, but her empty wallet.

Si Qian: "You should know that many handsome men are not in the real world, but in private rooms."

Even if she had money, she wouldn't be a good person herself.

"You should be glad I'm broke, otherwise even rich kids might not be able to afford as much as I do."

"..."

Si Qian's speech was so explosive that Director Zheng trembled in fear, and Director Wu wished he could find a rag to gag her.

That's enough, let's talk about the tonics later!!

Pei Li: "The money came from all sources, but you're being evasive about how you spent it, right?"

Now that Si Qian said that, it all makes sense. No wonder the rich can have such extravagant lifestyles.

Thankfully, I'm not a princess. If I were, I can't even imagine how many male favorites I'd have. [smile]

Who says words have no power? The more I read Si Qian's words, the more hopeful I feel.

If I were rich, every male model in the country would recognize me. [smile]

[We've unknowingly gone off-topic, everyone!]

"I think happiness is simple: after a long day at work, I lie on the sofa watching my wife cook in the kitchen, then the baby cries, and she picks the baby up and gently comforts and soothes the baby to sleep. After I finish eating, she prepares my bath water, and looking at the spotless house, she brings me a plate of cut fruit..."

Fu Xiao said a lot, and Si Qian felt like her vision was going black again and again.

"Why don't you hire a nanny?"

"That won't do! Why hire a nanny for such a small job?"

Fu Xiao immediately retorted to Si Qian.

He marries a woman, takes her home, and supports her by having her cook and take care of the children. Isn't that how everyone goes through this?

Si Qian, unable to tolerate it any longer, directly resorted to personal attacks:

"Plum blossom!"

"Spring green!"

The director off-camera let out a sharp, explosive sound.

Ignoring the stares of others, Si Qian boldly spoke up towards Fu Xiao:

"You stupid idiot, my schedule is full, this is purely malicious, my parents, family and friends have already bought the resurrection armor, the front and rear cameras are broken, my urine is matte, I've already applied beauty cream, I've already debuted, I love to talk nonsense and be sarcastic."

[This is hilarious! I have to say, Si Qian has a pretty strong survival instinct.]

[I've learned that; I'll use this method to curse from now on.]

[My romanticized view of Fu Xiao has shattered; his fatherly aura is too overpowering.]

That concludes tonight's late-night discussion on "Love You Till I Die".

Everyone got up and went back to their own tents, with men and women splitting into pairs.

After returning, Si Qian had just settled into her sleeping bag and closed her eyes when she felt something heavy pressing down on her.

In the darkness, she suddenly opened her eyes and reached under her pillow for the knife.

Mu Weiyue was in the same tent as her, but the commotion she made just now didn't sound like something a girl would make...

Lost in thought, she felt something reach out from behind her.

Damn it!

indecent?

Si Qian threw off the blanket and covered the dark figure, yelling "You dog, prepare to die!" before grabbing a weapon and stabbing the man wildly.

The lump that was being covered over his head wriggled and pulled at the blanket, and a familiar sound came through the thick blanket:

"Spare his life!"

Depend on!

"Boss Rogue?"

Si Qian called out uncertainly.

"It's me! It's me!"

Pei Li finally managed to catch a breath of fresh air after pulling off the blanket.

He turned on his flashlight in the dark, and by the light, Pei Li could see the cold, gleaming light in Si Qian's hand—a fruit knife.

Si Qian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief after recognizing the person's face, but she quickly elbowed Pei Li:

"Are you some kind of ghost hunter? Trying to catch ghosts in the middle of the night?"

Pei Li clutched his chest and coughed twice, explaining:

“That guy surnamed Li had something to say to Mu Weiyue and kicked me out of here. When I came in, I saw you were asleep, so I thought I'd cover you with the blanket…”

As a result, she took the knife and started poking around randomly.

Are you trying to stir up a hornet's nest here?

After hearing this, Si Qian gritted her teeth and said, "Do you know how scary you are, especially at night like this!"

She's completely out of her mind!

Pei Li was almost amused by Si Qian's antics.

"Who's scaring people?! Who sleeps with a knife under their pillow?"

Si Qian suddenly pulled out a jackfruit weighing over ten kilograms from the corner and placed it in front of Pei Li with a thud.

Pei Li shuddered, and a bead of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Si Qian brandished the fruit knife:

"Aren't you touched? I found this on the way up the mountain. Here, have some!"

Pei Li gritted his teeth: "You're pressing on my leg!"

"..."