I’m the Moonlight White That the Former Movie Queen Secretly Loved 72

Chapter 72

You should know that no celebrity in a domestic variety show would say such a close-to-the-line thing.

Meng Jiang’s expression was calm. The moment she publicly drove the car to the highway, the innocent netizens in the live broadcast room were first stunned for a few seconds.

Then, the screen was filled with question marks and exclamation marks crawling out of the bullet screen.

[Ahhh, I’m dead. I don’t understand a single word my sister said.]

[Ten thousand waters and a thousand mountains are always love. Can you say one more sentence?]

[Do the two teachers usually fight? How do they fight? Blinking crazily.]

…

[I’m sorry, Jiang fans. I have something to say. The stimulation your Jiang sister got, could it be that she called out “Sister, no” to stimulate Teacher Qi?]

“Announcement: The user ‘Sister, no’s little wolf dog’ is prohibited from watching the video for three days due to pornographic content. The user ‘1683912920’ is prohibited from watching the video for three days due to illegal speech…”

Announcement: Please speak civilly and build a harmonious platform.

…

At this time, Meng Jiang was on the bus. The program team had a clear rule against driving.

But when it came to this season’s guests, all the rules were as fragile as paper.

The program team quickly censored the video just now, hoping that Qi Sijia would save face.

The camera turned to Qi Sijia. A faint smile appeared in her eyes. She curled her lips at the director and said with an “I can’t do anything about it” tone, “Actually, she wasn’t joking when she called me sister. I don’t think there’s any problem with telling the truth.”

The camera was censored again. And at this time, at the recording site, the few groups of guests, including all the staff with Li Ang, looked at Qi Sijia with very complicated gazes, and the atmosphere became heavy.

Not far away, Liang Kun asked Ye Qianqian for a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

His mood was not high. He said in a low voice, “So it’s true that she has a lover. Is it really Teacher Meng?”

Ye Qianqian was like a jumping gopher in a melon field, laughing louder than anyone else. “Otherwise? Have you ever seen this bitch Qi Sijia be so indulgent with anyone?”

Now it’s good. The solid evidence came one by one.

Liang Kun took a few drags of his cigarette and coughed. The nicotine entered his mouth, and the smoke curled up, covering his entire handsome face.

The smell was strong and hit Ye Qianqian’s entire face. She took a few steps back.

She vaguely heard Liang Kun laugh very coldly and say, “So what if it’s Meng Jiang? Are her relationships any less? Few of them can last a month.”

Qi Sijia liked so many people, but she just didn’t like men. But so what? As long as Qi Sijia continued to maintain her indifference, it wouldn’t be a death sentence. If it really didn’t work, he didn’t mind personally helping her find a gay man.

The smile in Liang Kun’s eyes did not reach his eyes. He flicked off a section of ash from his hand.

“Watch your feet. If you flick your cigarette ash on the ground again, the dead grass will be burned into a hole by you,” Qin Huanhuan said with a sarcastic look as she walked up to Liang Kun and extended her hand.

The smoke rose again. Liang Kun glanced at her and frowned. “What?”

Qin Huanhuan said, “Lend me a light.”

The cigarette was lit, and neither of them spoke again.

After finishing a cigarette, Qin Huanhuan patted the dust off her black camera and said, “It’s quite a surprise, right? Her so-called lover is really Meng Jiang. To be honest, if it were her, you should be as wary as I am. Alright, there’s still a long way to go.”

Not far away, Yu Qian was holding an experimental test tube in her left hand and digging soil with her right hand for collection. But she was absent-minded, and the ground was poked into a mess.

Zhou Lu stood by the side, hesitating to speak. She called out several times, “Professor, professor?”

Yu Qian looked up, her face as calm as water.

Zhou Lu asked, “Are you okay?”

“Not good.”

She had originally thought that Professor Yu would not pay any more attention to her, but after a moment of silence, Yu Qian glanced at the bag Zhou Lu was carrying. “Do you have any extra lipstick here? Lend it to me for a touch-up.”

…

Ever since Meng Jiang had declared her sovereignty with open and hidden attacks just now, the atmosphere among the guests could no longer be described as a stalemate.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with a vortex, faintly heralding the calm before the storm.

Only Shu Ran, who had just collapsed, had a calm expression, as if she had nothing to lose. She walked up to Qi Sijia and said, “Teacher Qi, can I invite you and Teacher Meng to have a chat later?”

Qi Sijia did not even lift her eyes and refused, “No.”

“You…”

—

Qi Sijia: “Mmm?”

Today was not like the past. The person standing in front of her was no longer the Qi Sijia of six months ago.

Shu Ran sighed. How could she dare to be so presumptuous again? Her voice changed, and she forced a smile, finding a way to save face for herself. “Another day, when you have time.”

The program team temporarily added some edited behind-the-scenes footage to supplement the previous deleted content.

Five minutes later, the interview about Meng Jiang’s address to Qi Sijia, as well as the subsequent footage of Qi Sijia saving the day, were all deleted.

The netizens who had watched the whole process: [So annoying. If the program team can’t afford to play, just take it down. The goddess and Teacher Qi didn’t even say anything, and this level is not allowed to be broadcast?]

[I don’t understand why there’s not even a single hint. The national goddess and the famous screenwriter are not even guilty. What is the program team guilty of? Your platform is good for nothing but cheating money. No wonder domestic variety shows are getting harder and harder to watch.]

[Program team, black tui.]

[What does it have to do with the program team? I think it’s the fault of some of the female supporting CP fans who are forcing their own imagination. Didn’t you see that the two of them’s expressions were so frank? It can only be a normal friendship. What else could it be? Your Teacher Qi is so delicate. She cries when she’s hit. My goddess has a good temper and just calls her “sister” to coax her. Please, some netizens, don’t have dirty things in your own eyes and see others as dirty too.]

…

Sisters’ Tearing Trip was on the hot search for deleting guests’ speeches. Although everyone was guessing whether the ambiguous words that Meng Jiang and Qi Sijia had publicly said were heading towards a certain highway, the solo stans did not believe the so-called fan fiction, insisting on “no official announcement, no appointment,” and claiming that the two of them’s expressions were so frank, it didn’t seem like they were driving a fast car.

At this time, Meng Jiang was on the bus to the recording location. She took out her phone and logged into Weibo, glanced at the online trends, and happened to see the solo stans’ barbed “Meng Jiang is beautiful on her own” comments. She then looked up and met Chen Cheng’s gaze, which was trying to laugh but dared not.

“You can laugh out loud.”

Chen Cheng laughed a few times and then saw Meng Jiang seem to be logging into her own Weibo main account.

The smile froze on her face. She quickly took Meng Jiang’s phone.

“Don’t mess around. If you continue to be so reckless, this variety show that your Teacher Qi invested in will probably go bankrupt and be banned.”

Meng Jiang’s hand paused. After a moment of thought, she agreed, “I’m just taking a picture.”

Chen Cheng was skeptical. Then she saw Meng Jiang raise her phone, raise her middle finger, and take a picture of her own hand, posting it on Weibo.

Of course, the middle finger didn’t mean anything, but on the ring finger next to the middle finger, there was a conspicuous pink diamond plain ring.

And coincidentally, in the footage of Qi Sijia carrying her luggage before, her left hand was in the frame, and she was also wearing a same-style diamond ring on her slender finger.

As soon as Meng Jiang’s Weibo was posted, it was almost equivalent to an official announcement.

This act of giving the middle finger was both arrogant and cute, and it also carried a hint of “what on earth do you guys want” impatience.

A netizen added a caption to Meng Jiang’s photo, saying: “Are you satisfied with what you see? A harmonious wife-and-wife life is about being together.”

Countless comments flooded in. In Meng Jiang’s individual fan forum, fans spammed “Ahhhh.”

Of course, even after doing this, there were still a few stubborn male fans under Meng Jiang’s Weibo who warned of unfollowing: [Goddess, if you were coerced or tied down, you can totally tell us.]

Meng Jiang glanced at it and replied with her own hands: [No, no one in the entertainment industry dares to offend me.]

Chen Cheng watched Meng Jiang create a storm online with a headache. She couldn’t take Meng Jiang’s phone, so in the end, she could only bite the bullet and call Qi Sijia.

“Teacher Qi, can you control your wife?”

Qi Sijia said humbly, “She’s angry right now. I don’t dare.”

“Ah, this…” Chen Cheng didn’t believe her at all. She briefly explained and said, “Then please help me keep an eye on her during the recording. Please don’t cross the line again.”

Qi Sijia neither agreed nor disagreed, just laughed softly.

“That depends on her.”

During the twenty-minute interruption of the program recording, a certain Weibo hot search had already exploded.

A netizen had dug up all the speeches and traceable revelations of Qi Sijia and Meng Jiang from their dating to their marriage, pasted them together, and then discovered that almost all the revelations were exposed by the two main characters themselves.

Netizens: …

Amazing, I’ve never seen such a clingy and dog-food-sprinkling famous actress Meng.

At the same time, with the truth right in front of them, the solo stans were all withdrawn. The passersby fans were even more exaggerated, spamming “hahahaha.”

After the matter fermented, the two main characters, after sprinkling their dog food, became silent.

So twenty minutes later, when Sisters’ Tearing Trip quietly resumed its live broadcast, the number of viewers who had originally booked had doubled, and there were also some foreign netizens who had climbed over the wall to watch.

There were too many people, and the bullet screen was so crowded that it was lagging.

After the live broadcast resumed, the camera first went to Li Ang.

He announced the results of the game from just now.

First place was the professor’s group, who would stay in a luxurious mountain view room. The program team had prepared abundant ingredients for them: a piece of high-quality beef brisket, a grass carp, two chickens and ducks, and a choice of vegetables and soy products.

Second place was the fashion bazaar director’s group, in the scholar’s study. They got chicken and duck meat, a piece of dried tofu, and four kinds of vegetables.

Third place was Liang Kun’s group, staying in a chicken coop courtyard, with endless eggs, as well as lean meat, radishes, and yellowed old cucumbers.

Fourth place was Shu Ran’s group, in a heated brick bed house, with a piece of fatty meat, green vegetables, and a few half-rotten carrots.

Fifth place was Qi Sijia and Meng Jiang. They only had a handful of noodles and nothing else.

The program team told everyone that from today, for five days and four nights, the guests needed to cook their own three meals a day, or spend fifty yuan to exchange for a one-time meal box from the crew.

Of course, the meal box could only supply one meal.

Originally, everyone’s mood was very subtle. Now, looking at the fresh ingredients given by the program team, their faces could only be described as worse.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. It was still Li Ang who adapted to the situation and cued the process with a few words.

Then the five groups of guests separated for recording, each going to decorate their rooms.

When Meng Jiang’s video call came through, it was just noon.

Qi Sijia briefly introduced to Meng Jiang the living environment they would be living in for the next five days. Hearing that there might be cockroaches inside, her smile disappeared. Meng Jiang hesitated for a moment and said, “Teacher Qi, I have a cleanliness obsession.”

“Mmm, I know.”

“Then…”

“Why don’t you come a day later?” Qi Sijia took off a corner of the wooden bed that was broken and measured the length and width of the wood.

The camera was on Qi Sijia. The follow-up director’s face had been full of surprise since he entered the door.

Because Qi Sijia looked like a cold and stunning woman, but she always had too many unexpected skills, like a treasure trove, constantly pulling out skills.

When she first arrived at the small courtyard, Qi Sijia had fixed the broken door lock with a few iron wires.

Then she had also properly repaired the abandoned vegetable patch in front of the courtyard and the greenhouse.

The owner of the house had not been home for a long time, and the water pipe in the house had burst.

The nearest water source to the small courtyard was a three-kilometer mountain road. The program team had originally intended to make the guests carry water.

But magically, Qi Sijia had spent only ten yuan to buy a long plastic water pipe from a nearby villager, connected it to another family’s faucet, and then paid a few yuan for the water fee, and had easily solved the water source problem.

Now, the program team watched her calmly, preparing to find tools, saw wood, and repair the bed.

Their hearts couldn’t help but be shaken. They thought to themselves, What kind of a decathlete and good-at-home woman is this?

At this time, the bullet screen was filled with a stream of sighs: [To the extent that even a man would want to marry her after seeing her.]

[I love her so much.]

[Why are all the good lesbians taken by others?]

[No wonder so many beautiful women insist on dating her. I can too. I’ll be a P for love.]

[To be honest, I’ve seen too many exaggerated and fake variety shows. Now it’s rare to see someone as down-to-earth as Teacher Qi. It even makes me a little nostalgic for my childhood.]

[Watching this abandoned courtyard change bit by bit with my own eyes, how many more surprises does Teacher Qi have in store for me?]

…

The fans who were originally watching the variety show live broadcast to eat melon were now no longer concerned about Qi Sijia making a video call with Meng Jiang.

Here, Qi Sijia chose the wood and placed it by her feet.

She found that on the other side of the video, Meng Jiang had not spoken for a long time. Just as she was about to look at her phone, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.

Meng Jiang’s voice came at the same time.

“Not even a day, and I’m not coming over. My wife will be gone.”

Qi Sijia turned her head. The sunlight was a little dazzling. Meng Jiang was bathed in the light, holding her phone with a half-smile. Her makeup was exquisite, and she hugged Qi Sijia from behind like a spring flower.

Her lips brushed against Qi Sijia’s sensitive earlobe, whether intentionally or not, and she said softly, “Did you miss me?”

“Do I dare say I didn’t?” Qi Sijia put down the chosen wood, held the phone with her chin, and had her take it off her hand and throw it on the wooden stool.

The sun was high in the sky, and there was not a trace of sweat on her forehead. Her clean chin was in Meng Jiang’s view. She raised it and gestured that she was dirty.

“If it’s you, I can actually bear it,” in the past, Meng Jiang couldn’t even stand the dust in the development zone’s apartment building. Now, she couldn’t either. Every cell in her body was resisting.

But next to Qi Sijia, the scents of their two shower gels intertwined.

Meng Jiang buried her head in her shoulder, took a deep sniff of Qi Sijia’s scent, relaxed, and her voice was deliberately a degree more coquettish. Her body was pressed against Qi Sijia’s back, and she flirtatiously brushed Qi Sijia’s hair. “So can I sleep on you these few days? My sleeping posture is very good.”

Meng sister’s lips were shaped for kissing, as soft as cotton, opening and closing on the side of Qi Sijia’s face. Occasionally, they would brush against each other, and then they would be pulled away in an instant.

A deliberate flirtation, equivalent to seduction. Qi Sijia narrowed her eyes and suddenly turned her head.

Meng Jiang, who was in the middle of her flirting, was caught off guard and sent her approaching breath onto Qi Sijia’s lips. At the same time, Qi Sijia’s heated breath sprayed onto Meng Jiang’s face.

The two of them were extremely close. With just a lowered head, she could hold the other person’s lips.

Meng Jiang’s fingers curled up. The surrounding staff were all watching, but they had seen everything they should have seen.

Meng Jiang was hesitating about the possibility of kissing her regardless of everything.

A soft laugh landed from above her head. Qi Sijia turned around and held Meng Jiang’s waist.

Her eyes were filled with a smile. She touched Meng Jiang’s lips and said innocently, “Aren’t you unable to bear it anymore? I can lend you a kiss first.”