Thinking of the tear stains, Wen He unconsciously recalled the photo Ji Chi had taken. Although the other person had been frightened to tears... Wen He still wanted to check it again.
While the other person was washing their face, Wen He quietly reached for the phone lying to the side...
Ah... that's not right, but... Ji Chi is the best at lying.
After much hesitation, Wen He ultimately couldn't resist her inner turmoil and chose to give up.
He cannot touch the other person's phone without their permission; that is wrong.
Wen He stood frozen in place, staring blankly at herself, blaming herself.
How could I have such thoughts? Ji Chi is crying... He must have deleted the photos; I have to believe him.
Ji Chi braced himself against the sink, water droplets dripping from his face into the basin. He turned his head to look at Wen He, who was standing there as punishment, a smile appearing in his eyes.
He took out a washcloth and dried the water droplets on his face. He walked behind the other person and flicked a stray hair in their hair with his fingertip.
"What are you spacing out for? Aren't you coming downstairs or not?"
Ji Chi reached out and took the phone from the table, bypassing the other person. Wen He followed weakly behind him.
"Oh..."
The atmosphere downstairs was peaceful, with everyone talking about the two new guests, their hobbies, and their jobs.
During this period, Duan Yueyang was the most talkative. He was a chatterbox, especially in a new environment, where he often acted as a glue that held everything together.
The other person was not only talkative but also had a sweet tongue. In less than half an hour, he and Zhang Shengsheng were like brothers. Wen He sat in a more distant place and blended into the group from the sidelines.
Ji Chi merely went downstairs for a brief greeting before preparing to leave.
It was as if going downstairs was merely to let everyone know that there was still someone living in the small house.
Most of the participants in the program had seen the live broadcast clips to some extent, so Duan Yueyang knew Ji Chi quite well. His target here was not Ji Chi, but Jiang Ye and Xie Zhengci.
Although Jiang Ye seems to prefer Wen He at the moment.
But it's okay, he'll always find a way.
Duan Yueyang handed the potato chips he had bought to Wen He, who was sitting in the corner, and asked, "Want some?"
"Thank you." Wen He took the potato chips from the other person, opened the bag, and saw that they were lime-flavored chips, which smelled very refreshing.
He listened to their conversation while munching on potato chips.
Occasionally scratching the back of his neck, Jiang Ye got up and walked over to Wen He's side, grasping her wrist and frowning slightly. "Stop scratching, you should have applied the medicine already?"
"Hmm... I've wiped it off." The sunburned area doesn't look that scary, but it's still a dull yellow.
Jiang Ye was so busy with the case these past few days that he neglected his duties.
"Sorry, I've been quite busy these past few days and haven't noticed these."
Wen He withdrew his hand, his eyes somewhat blank. He didn't understand why Lawyer Jiang would say that.
My sunburn had absolutely nothing to do with the other person...
"It's okay..."
"Yes, the case is solved, and I'll have more time from now on," more time to take care of you...
"Hmm... Congratulations, Lawyer Jiang," Wen He guessed that the other party must have needed her praise to say it.
Jiang Ye chuckled softly, "I'm the defendant, and I'm sentenced to three years."
"Uh..." Wen He pursed his lips, somewhat at a loss. He laughed awkwardly twice and quickly ate his potato chips.
I think I said something wrong.
Jiang Ye covered her lips and chuckled softly; she was so cute...
After chatting briefly, the group dispersed. Wen He glanced at her phone; it was almost nine o'clock.
He had to go and draw... He didn't draw yesterday, so he can't be lazy again today.
The production team sent messages to everyone's phones. Apart from Xie Zhengci, Zhang Shengsheng, Wei Xun, Zhou Siyu, Jiang Yu who voted in the morning, the others had not yet started voting for the day.
Wen He turned into the lounge before going upstairs.
He took out the letter paper, hesitated for a moment, and then wrote a few lines on it.
" Ji Chi Ji Chi, Wen He, it's me, Wen He. Don't worry, I won't report you. I just wanted to scare you a little. Don't cry, it's my fault, I'm sorry. ( •̥́ ˍ •̀ू )"
Remembering how the other person had cried not long ago, Wen He felt worried and guilty, so he decided to write an apology on a piece of paper so that the other person would know his feelings when they read the letter tomorrow.
He put the envelope and the medal into Ji Chi's box together.
[I'm curious what Xiao He wrote, and why her expression is so serious.]
[Wow, this looks exactly like a breakup letter!]
[No! No, please don't break up! I won't allow my beloved Chi Wen to break up!]
Don't worry, even if you break up with them, they won't. They were never even together in the first place! So how can you talk about breaking up?
[Hmm... that makes so much sense, I'm not worried anymore.]
[Let's make some bold predictions about who the new guests will vote for!]
[ Yangyang is for President Xie, Yun Li is definitely for Jiangjiang. Generally, when a newcomer has their first date, the choice is pretty much a vote for that person.]
The commenters were right; Yun Li came in and immediately wrote a sentence.
"The pudding was delicious, I hope I can eat it with my brother again next time~"
He then cast his vote for Jiang Yu.
Duan Yueyang entered the lounge with a sweet smile on his face, and he wrote a sentence on a piece of paper.
Looking forward to our date!
"Well, actually, I'll be voting for Lawyer Jiang. Why? Because I'm only interested in two people at this place: President Xie and our Lawyer Jiang. I already got to know President Xie a little better after our President Xie today, so I'm even more looking forward to my date with Lawyer Jiang tomorrow! That's all for now~ Everyone, get some rest~ Bye~"
Duan Yueyang waved goodbye to the live-streaming camera, and before leaving, he shared his thoughts and feelings.
[Come on! All guests, study this frame by frame before you vote!!! Don't just randomly cast your votes, okay?! You always vote blindly, and we're left guessing for ages!]
[OK, I've finished watching it. I feel so good! It's so great not having to rack my brains trying to figure out what they mean!]
[This is what a romance variety show should be like.]
[My dear Yangyang, I hope you get your date with Lawyer Jiang!]
[Who else? The Demon Dragon, right?]
Ji Chi didn't want to go downstairs, but the production team kept sending him messages. If he didn't cooperate at all, they would send a message to his Grandpa Ji, asking him to harass him.
He was truly forced into this situation.
When I went downstairs, the entire first floor was almost deserted, with only three lamps illuminating the room.
He got up, went inside, and casually picked up a medal to put in, when he suddenly remembered something.
A meaningful smile curved his lips as he walked to his desk, picked up his pen, and wrote a few large characters.
"His skin is so soft and fair... oh... when he's shy, he'll snuggle into my arms."
Thinking about what he was going to do, Ji Chi couldn't help but smile. He hummed a little tune happily as he carefully put the papers into the envelope and even used the sealing wax that the production team had prepared in the distance.
How can an envelope be without sealing wax?