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

Pei Li?

He was frantic, pacing around in circles: "Host, reply to him quickly!!"

"Shut up!"

Si Qian put down her phone, turned around, took her change of clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

At this moment, in the next room—

What should I do if she ignores me?

President Pei was currently discussing with his strategist 1748 how to respond next, but ten minutes had passed and there was still no response from the other end.

1748, exasperated: [As a man, you can't even hold onto a woman's heart! How could I possibly bind such a useless host like you!]

Pei Li: "..."

1748: [Put in the effort to plan your strategy.]

Pei Li: "Washing underwear with a cold face?"

1748: [Not bad!]

……

When Si Qian returned and turned on her phone, WeChat notifications flooded in like a torrent, all from Boss Pi.

9:41

Crazy Diary Reader: [Challenge to hold your breath until you reply!]

9:59

Diary of a Madman: [Where is everyone?]

10:12

Diary of a Madman: [I'm suffocating [suffocation.jpg]]

It was 10:23 when Si Qian finally picked up her phone.

Don't be a jerk: [?]

Don't be ridiculous: [Are you still alive?]

Don't be so sassy: [Just went to take a shower.]

The reply came almost instantly.

Mad Diary Enthusiast: [He's dead!]

Diary Enthusiast: [Shrimp Rice!]

Crazy Diary Writer: [Mr. Krabs!]

Upon seeing his reply, 1748 was so anxious he scratched his butt, only to realize he had no hands.

The first step in this strategy is to play the victim and make her feel sorry for you!

[You fucking retract that post right now! Stop trying to play the victim!]

It would be best to describe your tragic family situation, such as a biased father, a missing mother, and a broken you!

Pei Li: "Master, I understand!"

He took out his phone, deleted the message, typed a line, and clicked send.

Diary of a Madman: [Actually, I never received any love from my parents growing up; all I had was their cold, hard legacy of billions to keep me company.]

Diary of a Madman: [I don't need a lot of money, I just need lots and lots of love.]

Pei Li noticed that the chat box kept showing "typing" but no messages were coming in, and assumed there was something wrong with his phone.

He tentatively asked, "Are you there?"

The message went through several loops before stopping at an exclamation mark.

Why did she block me?

After witnessing his incredible feat, 1748 slowly formed a question mark in his mind.

No, why can't this host handle it?!

Si Qian, who was in the room across the hall, was so angry after seeing Pei Li's news about Versailles that she developed red eyes.

Doesn't require a lot of money? Does it require a lot of love?

She has neither money nor love, so what is she saying!

Why hasn't her day come yet? Is it because she's not despicable, shameless, or vile enough?

Happiness won't come to her; she'll be the one ruined first.

[Host, why are you crying?]

Si Qian, tears streaming down her face.jpg: "My beautiful life has unfortunately been lost. Whoever finds it, please return it immediately!"

Good heavens, this isn't right! Normally, she should be an only child, a rich heiress, with her parents traveling all over the world on business trips. She'd be raised by a butler, driver, and nanny. Every time she texts her parents, she only receives cold, impersonal bank transfers. She'd live in a big villa with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the sea, eating sirloin steak, taking a picture, and adding background music and the caption: "I don't need a lot of money, but I need a lot of love!"

Just as I was feeling down, Alipay suddenly beeped with a notification sound—

xxx received payment of yuan!

Note: I was wrong.

Startled awake from her deathbed, Si Qian glanced at the money transfer information and saw it was from *Li.

Pei Li?

After the initial joy, a profound sadness followed.

Si Qian is crying violently.jpg.

"In my next life, I want to have a Beijing residency permit, live in a villa in a prime location abroad, sipping the most expensive red wine, sitting on a fox fur sofa, wearing limited-edition clothes and shoes, and an antique necklace. I'll have the butler and maid hand me a silk handkerchief to wipe my tears, then throw it straight into the trash can. I'll also have the latest smartphone on the market, and learn from Pei Li that Versailles needs love, not money!"

:【……】

For the sake of the money, she pulled him back.

Pure love is no longer enough for her; she wants pure gold!

Just then, Pei Li sent a message—

Diary of a Madman: [Are you short of money?]

Don't be so smug: [What do you think?]

Don't be ridiculous: [I'm so poor I'm even thinking of selling myself, but I've found that nobody's interested.]

Life is too hard; where can you find free money?

Mad Diary Writer: [Transfer]

Diary of a Madman: [I click.]

Don't be a jerk: [Dude, PC gaming is illegal, I've reported it, you're welcome.]

Diary of a Madman: [? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ]

Don't be ridiculous: [What's up, bro?]

Diary Enthusiast: [Heartbreaking, true heartbreak isn't about making a scene~]

I'm already honest, please let me go.

1748: [Accepting everything you say will only hurt you.]

……

The next day, at 6:30 in the morning.

The production crew knocked on Si Qian's door.

Director Zheng grabbed his megaphone and started yelling at the top of his lungs from outside the window—

"Teacher Si, don't sleep. Get up and play on your phone. You'll have plenty of time to sleep when you're dead, but you won't have time to play on your phone when you're dead."

Si Qian, who was woken up early in the morning, had enough resentment in her body to resurrect ten evil sword immortals.

Si Qian rushed out, slammed the door open, and unleashed a powerful palm strike.

Director Zheng, who had anticipated this, simply smiled wickedly and calmly pulled out a helmet made of a durian shell from behind his back and put it on.

LOL!

He's learned his lesson after being beaten so many times!

[Hahaha, Director Zheng has learned his lesson; this time he came prepared.]

[Their movements were quite swift, but the durian shell is a bit abstract.]

Seeing Director Zheng pull out his shield, Si Qian immediately changed her stance and kicked him in the buttocks—

"Get out of here!"

"Ow!"

Director Zheng covered his butt and jumped up on the spot like Tom the cat.

My poor Director Zheng, he still can't escape his fate of being beaten.

[Tsk tsk! Who wouldn't say it's tragic after seeing this!]

[Even the props don't work anymore, hahaha]

In the end, the pitiful Director Zheng covered his crotch and cried and begged for mercy.

Director Wu then seized the opportunity to speak in a cheeky tone: "Teacher Si, please wake everyone up in five minutes to have breakfast and start today's date mission, otherwise no one will get any food."

Five minutes!?

Besides Si Qian, there are seven other guests on the show. If we call them one by one, it would take at least a minute for each of them to get dressed, not to mention washing up and putting on makeup.

[I strongly suspect the production team is up to something. Getting seven people out of bed in five minutes seems a bit difficult.]

Is it possible that this is a dirty trick devised by the production team as retaliation for Si Qian and her team exploiting a loophole in their task yesterday?

This netizen is absolutely right.

"Countdown begins, Go Teacher Si!"

Director Zheng covered his buttocks and made a gesture of encouragement to Si Qian.

Si Qian shot him a sharp glare, and Director Zheng immediately hid behind Director Wu, trembling: "Waaah!"