Chapter 165: It’s Not That Complicated

“Hmm?” Sang Yijia tilted her head and looked at him. “Is there something you need?”

“No,” Lu Wenchuan chuckled. “Can’t you drink?”

“I can, but very little,” Sang Yijia shook her head. “My family has always told me not to drink too much.”

Lu Wenchuan nodded in understanding. “UNO, do you know how to play?”

“Yes,” Sang Yijia nodded. “I used to play at school.”

She was about to say she had only watched others play before.

Sang Yijia had learned the rules quickly just by watching once. After entering university, she wanted to play it with friends, but it was no longer popular.

They preferred playing King of Glory or PUBG, liked having handsome guys lead them, and also enjoyed leading the guys themselves.

It was then that Sang Yijia realized there were so many types of games—not just simple card games, matching puzzles, or tile-matching games, but ones that connected players online to play together.

“Then you have to teach me how to play later,” Lu Wenchuan whispered in Sang Yijia’s ear.

Sang Yijia blinked, a little puzzled.

The game was about to start. Yan Ningsi shuffled the cards first, then decided who would draw first by rock-paper-scissors.

Sang Yijia was a bit confused; she was the first to draw. After receiving her cards, she wanted to glance at Lu Wenchuan’s hand but was stopped by Director Chen.

“This is a casual solo game, not a couple’s team game,” Director Chen explained with a smile. “Everyone can play more freely.”

“Really?” Lan Qing squinted, her eyes glancing at Shen Jin. The loser would have to accept a penalty.

“Yes, but the winner’s membership card must still be used with their partner,” Director Chen added.

“Because it’s a couple’s package,” he further explained.

Upon hearing this, Lan Qing lost interest in winning. “Got it.”

Three decks were shuffled together, with the remaining cards piled high.

Sang Yijia blew the sea breeze for a while and cleared her mind.

“Can you play?” Sang Yijia remembered what Lu Wenchuan had said. She looked up at him and noticed that just minutes into the game, he was down to only one card.

Sang Yijia: “???”

“Medium difficulty,” Lu Wenchuan shook his head and looked over, only to find Sang Yijia had quite a few cards left. He fell silent immediately.

After a round, Sang Yijia had the most cards remaining. She had to answer a truth question and choose between singing or dancing as a performance.

“Alright then,” Sang Yijia rubbed her forehead. “What do you want to ask?”

“Director, who gets to ask the question?” Yan Ningsi raised her hand.

Director Chen smiled. “The winner asks.”

“...” Yan Ningsi thought she must have been out of her mind to ask such a foolish question.

“Lu, you ask,” Yan Ningsi cleared her throat, deciding to lower her profile.

Lu Wenchuan thought for a moment and asked a trivial question, “What’s your favorite color?”

“Green.”

That was a well-known answer, which immediately sparked some teasing.

“Lu is really good to Jiajia,” Yan Ningsi said, but she had several questions ready, just waiting to win and ask. Unfortunately, her luck was neither good nor bad.

“I’ll sing,” Sang Yijia thought for a bit. Dancing was out of the question; she felt dizzy and worried she’d collapse after just a few steps.

Sang Yijia stood on the stage and took a long time to decide which song to sing.

“Walking Through Every Corner of the World”

“The wind gently scatters the clouds,
Where else might we meet?
I had a beautiful dream under the big tree,
With you guarding me,
Stars hanging all over the sky,
Just like your eyes…”

Yan Ningsi recognized the song after a few lines. “Wow, Jiajia’s voice is really nice.”

As she spoke, Yan Ningsi glanced at Lu Wenchuan, who was immersed in the singing, and grinned mischievously. “I wonder if Jiajia’s voice would sound even better elsewhere?”

“Like soft and delicate, maybe causing a nosebleed?”

Bian He coughed heavily, “Yan Ningsi!”

“Tch, I’ll get up there later and sing ‘Majestic and Mighty’ just to annoy you.”

Bian He spat out his water and choked.

The camera shifted to this side. Only one set of cameras was still filming Sang Yijia.

The other guests looked a bit embarrassed, but Shen Jing didn’t understand and curiously pressed on.

Xu Wei felt awkward and instinctively covered his mouth. “Why don’t you just look it up later?”

Shen Jing thought it made sense, moved Xu Wei’s hand away, and started searching on his phone.

Xu Wei watched nervously, relieved that searching now wouldn’t cause any trouble. After all, Sang Yijia was singing on stage, so nobody would pay attention here.

But what Xu Wei didn’t expect was that Shen Jing’s volume was turned all the way up, and his phone had stereo speakers.

Sang Yijia finished a verse, just as the background music softened.

Suddenly, Shen Jing’s phone blared out:

“Mmm...

Ah...

Mmm...

Ah...”

Xu Wei’s face went pale.

Shen Jing was mortified, fumbling to turn off the phone but growing more flustered as it wouldn’t stop. The phone slipped from his hands.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Time seemed to stop as the accompaniment mixed with suggestive sounds. If they hadn’t known this was a recording, they might have thought they were witnessing something inappropriate.

“Sorry,” Shen Jing panicked and finally silenced the music. At that moment, he wished he could dig a hole on the beach and bury himself.

The atmosphere was unbearably awkward.

Sang Yijia paused for two seconds, then caught up with the accompaniment and continued singing.

“Well sung!” Yan Ningsi clapped enthusiastically.

Bian He whistled. “Sang Yijia, you could hold a concert!”

“Pretty good,” Xu Wei clapped awkwardly in agreement.

Shen Jing stayed silent.

Lan Qing was quiet for a moment, then silently picked up a glow stick prepared by the production team and waved it.

Shen Jin smiled and joined in to help ease the mood.

When Sang Yijia finished, Lu Wenchuan handed her a cup of warm water. “Take a moment.”

“Thank you.” Sang Yijia avoided looking at Shen Jing, afraid he might recall the embarrassment.

Lu Wenchuan didn’t mention it either.

The following games were uneventful, nothing remarkable, but also no more awkwardness. They ended with some effort.

The guests dispersed, and the crew stayed behind to clean up.

In the hotel corridor, Shen Jing sighed, “I shouldn’t have been so curious.”

“It’s good to know now,” Lu Wenchuan replied.

“I’m heading back,” Lu Wenchuan patted his shoulder and turned toward the elevator, as if he had only accompanied him back with no other intentions.

At that moment, Shen Jing was moved. “Lu, I was just joking before. Don’t take it seriously.”

“For example?” Lu Wenchuan looked up at him.

Shen Jing hesitated. “I didn’t really want to confess to Sang Yijia.”

“My brother said it to tease you a little,” Shen Jing gestured a tiny space with his fingers. “Just a little.”

“Shen Hong?” Lu Wenchuan nodded knowingly. “Go back and tell your brother.”

“I’m different from him.”

Sang Yijia didn’t have any complicated childhood sweethearts.

The originally scheduled flash sale for tomorrow was postponed to the 8th, with an additional update on that day~~~(`) Sending love.

(End of chapter)