Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 383: Leave Work Early for Seafood

Xie Qingci was scolded and still maintained a well-behaved look, like a submissive little wife.

Lan Hui secretly remarked to Yu Xia, "So this is what you like, Sister Yu Xia."

Obedient, beautiful, with her in their heart and eyes.

Yu Xia showed a mysterious smile.

Even though she didn’t know how Lan Hui judged Xie Qingci, she was sure that it was completely opposite to reality.

Xie Qingci is a master of playing the victim, looking shy now, he’ll be all the more arrogant later.

The night free time ended, and everyone yawned their way back to their tents.

This variety show was an unusual relief; everyone was too exhausted to cause any trouble even if there were bad sentiments.

With the time it takes to argue, it’s better used for sleep.

Before climbing into the tent, Yu Xia glanced at Song Xi, sitting alone by the sea, his head lowered and unmoving, with waves gently washing over his feet.

His back looked like a gray shadow about to be swallowed by darkness.

Just a glance, she didn’t dwell on it, and went into the tent to sleep peacefully.

The promised compensation was mentioned before, and Xie Qingci kept his word, collecting over half a bucket of clams over two days and reporting the numbers to her as he completed the task.

"It’s seventy-six now. I’ll dig a bit more tonight, and tomorrow we can have a seafood buffet."

"Seventy-nine now."

"Eighty-two, just need eighteen more to reach a hundred."

"Ten more."

The more Yu Xia listened, the more she felt something was off. It didn’t sound like the number of clams, it felt like a countdown to some sacrifice.

She promptly called off the compensation service.

"The clams are enough, there’s no need to force a hundred. Aren’t there other things? Just ask the show for some more, we have enough for a pot now."

Xie Qingci: "We need a hundred."

"...Really, no need. Bye for now, you’re too serious. Being so serious isn’t good for young people."

Xie Qingci: "We need a hundred, six more to go."

If he wouldn’t listen in front of the cameras, then she’d say it behind them.

When it was truce time again and the drone was off, she took the opportunity to question him while clam digging.

"Are you plotting some dangerous little scheme? I already said the clams are enough."

Xie Qingci slowly picked up a clam, washed it in the incoming sea water, placed it in her palm, and smiled, "If you say it’s enough, it’s enough. The extras can be traded for something else."

"What else?" She looked cautious, "I’m warning you, don’t use whatever’s available as an excuse to demand sky-high prices."

"I’m not that kind of person." He blinked.

She didn’t buy it, picked up her little bucket, and ran off. Compared to a cunning man, a round-faced girl seemed cuter. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

In recent days, she and Lan Hui had gotten along quite well, and their bond of camaraderie had advanced a step further.

Despite the round face looking a bit naive and sweet, in reality, she was quite sharp, saying what needed to be said, not mentioning what shouldn’t, speaking in an interesting manner, and they shared similar views on acting.

This meant there was plenty to discuss. They could chat for an hour even while picking up shells.

Lan Hui, seeing her approach, eagerly handed her a perfectly shaped little conch like a treasure.

"This is so pretty! Looks just like a cone."

Yu Xia asked her, "Where did you find it? I didn’t see you go over there."

Lan Hui continued appreciating the conch in the light and said, "Oh, Song Xi gave it to me, probably picked it up during his melancholy seclusion by the sea."

"Still in solitude?" She casually replied, "He’s secluding himself there? I should go pick some too."

"...He’s in seclusion, and you’re going to pick conchs in front of him? That doesn’t seem right?"

Just thinking about it felt embarrassing. Could he continue being secluded?

Yu Xia thought for a moment, "Then forget it. Look, we’ve already picked a bucket of clams and razor clams, tomorrow we can ask the show for some tools to cook a meal together."

Lan Hui also readily shifted the topic away from her teammate, swallowing at the thought of a seafood feast.

"But is one bucket of clams enough for the dozen of us?"

Yu Xia, as a matter of fact, said, "If it’s not enough, we can ask the show. The director has a kind heart and will surely support us."

Director: Previously called me sneaky, today says I’m kind-hearted. A woman’s words are deceitful.

Considering everything needs planning, Yu Xia indeed went ahead to negotiate sponsorship with the director.

With her glib tongue and innate business acumen, the show finally agreed to provide them with several boxes of seafood and cooking tools.

She walked back, satisfied, and announced the good news to everyone.

"After the final battle ends tomorrow, we can have a seafood party before heading back!"

Everyone cheered, and Fang Yuanzhou actively volunteered to be the chef.

Xie Qingci sat smiling amidst them, the makeshift lights casting a vague outline of his profile.

But the feeling came not just from sight; she could sense his gaze tenderly lingering, his expression gentle.

Yu Xia lowered her head with a smile, speaking with the person next to her with a touch of warmth.

The final day of the last episode of the first season of "Infinite Escape."

Three groups had long lain flat, leisurely enjoying the breeze in the tent area with legs crossed.

The remaining four groups showed no signs of zeal, dilly-dallying without any ambition.

The folks lying flat urged them: "Try to finish the game early, seafood doesn’t last long."

Lan Hui also suggested, "Maybe calculate the scores, and if there’s no hope, just surrender quickly and end early? Running around is tiring too."

Director: "......"

Director: "Get up and run! The hunters are coming!"

This shout was like an old man raising chickens on a hill, Yu Xia shivered, instinctively almost wanting to run immediately.

They hid in a relatively safe place, the four groups roughly estimated their scores, and finally placed their hopes on Yu Xia and Xie Qingci’s group.

"Here’s the plan: we’ll look for clues together, escort you both to the finish line to complete the task, hold back the hunters during which, and you pull the flag. Let’s aim to finish within an hour, okay?"

"Or everyone simply surrenders, if the guests are all gone, the game can’t continue, and we’ll be forced to end early and go home."

The director, hearing their conversation through the drone, had to warn them again: "Our hunters are trained and will tell if you’re deliberately surrendering."

Yu Xia: "So we still have to pretend like we’re really trying hard to escape?"

Lan Hui: "Then I’ll trip a few more times on the way."

Fang Yuanzhou: "I can hold back two hunters and then pretend to be exhausted."

Xie Qingci: "...Everyone’s great. Thank you all for your hard work."

Thus, the plan was set. In this final battle, the initially rival factions all united, just to have the opportunity to eat the seafood feast sooner.

Yu Xia was moved to tears by the promise of the feast, and with everyone’s help, she and Xie Qingci sprinted to the finish line.

The little rainbow flag was tied to a tree. Xie Qingci crouched down to let her step on his shoulders to climb the tree, then climbed up himself, and together they hugged the trunk and waved the flag to everyone below.

"We can eat seafood! We can eat seafood!"

The director threw down the loudspeaker in frustration and raged for three kilometers.