The Game of Bringing Disaster Upon Yourself [○･｀Д´･ ○]

Fang Yao thought she had picked up the wrong suitcase, but after bringing it over for a look, she realized it was the right one. "This one suitcase is enough, isn't it? Is there some requirement to bring several suitcases?"

"I only have this one. Is there still time to buy another?"

Fang Yao frowned. Carrying an empty suitcase wasn't a big problem. The problem was, why would she need to bring so many suitcases?

"No, no, I was just asking." The Production Team coordinator waved and shook his head. It wasn't that there was any such requirement. He had simply been asking.

( ￣▽￣)((≧︶≦)

Fang Yao was happy and walked ahead with her suitcase.

An hour later, the Production Team dumped Fang Yao in the middle of the road, claiming that the tire had blown out and telling her to take her suitcase—and the cameraman—to the destination herself.

Fang Yao was the still bridge at this moment, with the blazing sun overhead and a suitcase beside her.

Fang Yao knew the Production Team was nasty, but she hadn't expected them to be this malicious. They had dumped a delicate young woman and a man by the roadside. What exactly did they mean by that? Weren't they afraid the cameraman would kidnap her?!

Cameraman: It's called professional conduct, okay! I'm not a kidnapper -_-||

The cameraman saw that Fang Yao had been standing there for a long time. She had a sun hat, but he didn't. He was hot and getting scorched too. Couldn't they go hide under the trees over there?

??????

Could it be that Fang Yao knew what he was thinking?

The cameraman watched Fang Yao walk toward the trees, the shocked expression on his face refusing to fade.

Livestream:

[Why isn't Fang Yao cursing and swearing