"Don't move, sweetheart. Whatever you do, don't move. Stay just like that."
Director Mi's voice trembled with tension. He had just finished calling the police.
"Y-you, you, you-where did you find that thing?"
"I didn't find it," Ye Xunzhi answered honestly.
"Shi Yao dug it out of an unfinished house. She said she saw a little piece of metal sticking out, so she got curious and scraped around it, and then she dug it up."
And. Then. She. Dug. It. Up!
And the fucking thing hadn't exploded!!
Director Mi felt his legs starting to shake. Who could have known that the suitable place they had found to film their variety show had something like this buried in it?
Ye Xunzhi's arm felt a little sore from holding up the grenade, so she swiftly switched hands.
Director Mi nearly let out a dolphin screech in fright. "Aaaah! I'm begging you, don't move! Our lives are at stake here!"
Ye Xunzhi glanced at the grenade in her hand and said casually, "It's fine. I checked it. The pull ring is intact. It won't explode."
Unfortunately, Director Mi probably couldn't process human speech anymore. "Sweetheart, angel, the cutest little fairy in the world, I'll even call you Dad! Just don't move, and anything else is negotiable!"
Anything else was negotiable?
Picking up on those key words, Ye Xunzhi perked up. She tapped her chin with her free hand, looking troubled.
"But I have things to do. I have to go back and help find the communicators and clues. My second brother is still counting on me for a meal."
What did it mean to take advantage of a crisis? This was taking advantage of a crisis!
Director Mi said, "It's just a meal, isn't it? I'll give you one! I will!"
The production