After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!-Chapter 212 - 210: Are You a Dog or Something?

"Mmm... mmm..." Qin Yun heard the sound, widened her eyes, and struggled to push Pei Yan away with her hands, but Pei Yan grabbed her hands and deepened the kiss.

"Miss Qin Yun?" The staff knocked a few times and, seeing no one speak, called out again.

"Did she go down already? We’ll see when we see her," another staff member said.

"Alright." After speaking, the two of them went downstairs.

Qin Yun heard the sound of them going downstairs, breathed a sigh of relief, and angrily bit Pei Yan hard.

"Hiss—"

Pei Yan’s brow furrowed slightly but he did not retreat. The taste of iron spread between their lips.

"Let—me—go!" There was a hint of anger in Qin Yun’s eyes as she squeezed out the words.

Pei Yan’s body stiffened for a moment. He gave her a hard peck before releasing her.

Qin Yun directly wiped her lips with the back of her hand. There were still traces of blood on them. She said irritably, "I told you to let go, and you still kiss me! Are you a dog?"

Pei Yan’s gaze lingered deeply on her particularly rosy lips. Licking the blood on his lips, he said, "You bit me."

Qin Yun paused, "Serves you right."

She then said, "I have to go downstairs now, otherwise they’ll come up looking."

After speaking, she opened the door of the room and walked out.

Unexpectedly, just as she got downstairs, she ran into the two staff members who were still downstairs. They called out in surprise, "Miss Qin Yun? You were in the room? We just went to call you, but no one answered."

Qin Yun’s body stiffened. She calmly said, "I was just in the bathroom, maybe I didn’t hear."

"Oh, okay." The staff immediately understood and advised, "Except during breaks and special situations, try not to block the cameras."

Qin Yun nodded awkwardly and cursed Pei Yan in her heart.

She was about to leave when she heard the staff call out, "Mr. Pei."

Qin Yun turned her head and saw Pei Yan coming down too. In a place where no one could see, she gave him an exasperated look.

Before Qin Yun could withdraw her gaze, she heard Yang Leqi waving at her from afar, shouting, "Sister Yun."

She was holding a bag of beef jerky. After being besieged by the guests last time, the director stopped confiscating their snacks, knowing it was pointless. Even if Qin Yun really hid them, they wouldn’t be easy to find, so he let it be.

"I had someone bring these from the local area. They’re tastier than the ones sold outside, more chewy, better in flavor, and primarily hunger-relieving. If the director doesn’t treat us well, at least we have something to snack on," Yang Leqi ran to Qin Yun, offering like a treasure.

Qin Yun directly opened the bag and took one out to eat. The spiciness was just right and the more she chewed, the tastier it got. She nodded approvingly, "Not bad."

"Right?" Yang Leqi’s eyes curved with her smile as she sneakily glanced a few steps behind at Pei Yan, noticing that his thin lips were particularly rosy, and there seemed to be a very small wound at the corner of his mouth?

It seemed like it wasn’t there during the program recording just now?

Yang Leqi glanced again at Qin Yun’s lips. They looked very rosy, almost as if she had just applied lipstick, but upon closer look, there were faint signs of swelling.

A light bulb went off in her mind, and she clapped her hands—so just now...

Hehehe...

As Yang Leqi figured out the key point, her eyes sparkled, and she wore a satisfied expression like she’d just made a discovery.

Pei Yan raised an eyebrow slightly at Yang Leqi’s expression of realization.

The three arrived at the venue requested by the program team. Besides them, there was also a large bus. Qin Hao and Chen Yao had already arrived.

Qin Hao’s expression was even more unpleasant than before. He had just failed in the negotiation, and the other party’s demands were more excessive than before, as if certain he wouldn’t dare expose bad news right now.

They gave him two options: either get married or pay her two million, and she would raise the child herself; otherwise, she’d see him on the trending searches.

Two million—he simply didn’t have that much money. He was just a newbie in the industry, with no works or significant endorsements. So far, he’s only amassed tens of thousands, all spent on buying clothes and accessories for events and outings.

High-end brands—one piece of clothing costs five or six figures at the lowest. Celebrities without reputation don’t have big brands willing to lend them clothes. He couldn’t possibly wear a few hundred worth of clothes to major events.

Without works, he had to rely on packaging.

Every appearance was extremely important.

Chen Yao noticed his grim look and asked with concern, "Feeling unwell?"

"It’s nothing, just a bit of an upset stomach," Qin Hao had to swallow his frustrations, shaking his head perfunctorily.

Chen Yao examined him further and, confirming nothing seemed amiss except his not-so-great complexion, nodded.

"Where’s Wang Sirui?" the director glanced around and asked.

"Here I am, I’m coming," Wang Sirui responded immediately while running over.

The director glanced at him, "Well, since everyone’s here, let’s board the bus first."

"Where are we going this time?" Wang Sirui asked, eyeing the bus with doubt.

The director didn’t elaborate much, only saying, "You’ll find out once you’re on the bus."

Chen Yao and Qin Hao were first to board the bus, followed closely by Qin Yun and Yang Leqi, with Pei Yan behind them. Wang Sirui was still asking, "It’s not as scary as last time, is it?"

"It’s not scary, it’s quite fun. You’re guaranteed to like it," the director said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Wang Sirui felt a jolt in his chest; when the director said something was fun, it usually wasn’t—usually, it was the guests themselves being played...

With a nervous heart, Wang Sirui boarded the bus.

The bus drove for twenty minutes straight, stopping in front of the gate of an ancient town. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Everyone looked at the quaint road in front of them. Where they stood seemed like the dividing line between modern and ancient times. One step forward and they’d be in ancient times; behind them were high-rise buildings.

"Come over and draw lots, two per group, those with the same length will be in a group," the director announced.

Wang Sirui, ever unlucky with draws, began prayerfully clasping his hands together, hoping for a good teammate who could carry him through.

Chen Yao was the first to draw lots, and everyone followed suit one after another.

Qin Yun drew a lot and immediately checked the length of the wooden stick in her hand.

"Sister Yun, we’re in the same group!" Yang Leqi shouted joyfully.

Qin Yun was about to respond with a smile.

When Wang Sirui heard this, he quickly looked at their hands and, upon seeing the length of their sticks, breathed a sigh of relief, "Phew, then it doesn’t matter who I’m teamed with."

"Wang Sirui! What do you mean by that?" Yang Leqi frowned unhappily and scoffed, "If it weren’t for me last time, who knows where you’d be playing in the mud! Just this, and you still have the nerve to dislike me!"

Wang Sirui scratched his head awkwardly, realizing that indeed last time, it was Yang Leqi who carried him through.