WBSGVS Chapter 178 V2

When someone saved him, he hadn’t been grateful. He was irritated. Why save him? If he had fallen and died, his parents would’ve suffered. That would’ve made him happy.

But now, he could only thank fate a thousand times over that he hadn’t lashed out back then, hadn’t made A-Li hate him.

Chi Yue smiled, but the uncertainty in his eyes was still plain as day.

Qingli, who had been watching him closely, noticed it immediately and frowned slightly.

Words could only do so much.

So, time for action?

A glint appeared in her eyes as she asked, “Do you mind appearing on camera?”

Chi Yue thought for a moment, then shook his head. “No, I don’t.”

“Perfect.” Qingli nodded in satisfaction, sent a few messages to her manager, told her to bring in the lawyers—anyone worth suing, sue them. Ignore the rest. Then, she had her manager reach out to a show that had invited her before, hoping to secure a guest appearance slot.

Once she got confirmation, Qingli put away her phone. Catching Chi Yue’s curious gaze, she leaned in and gave him another hug, smiling sweetly.

“Good morning~”

Then she threw off the covers and jumped out of bed.

Chi Yue was still frozen in place, his handsome face as red as if he’d just taken some kind of stimulant!

It wasn’t until he heard the sound of running water from the bathroom that he finally snapped out of it, covering his face and sighing as he patted his cheeks in frustration.
Why… why is A’Li always the one taking the initiative?
He’d heard that if a girl takes the lead too many times, she’ll lose interest.

By the time the two of them came downstairs, it was already eleven o’clock.

The rich aroma of meat was wafting through the air, making Qingli clutch her growling stomach as her mouth watered.

With the help of a caregiver, Qingli had learned how to hook Chi Yue’s wheelchair to the rail lift on the stairs. One press of a button and he could go up and down by himself. Qingli followed him down, waited until the chair reached the floor, then pushed the wheelchair with one hand and held his hand with the other.

Chi Yue’s parents had been home all day, anxiously waiting. The moment their son and daughter-in-law appeared, their eyes darted over immediately.

Afraid of making things awkward, the parents stayed seated on the living room couch and tried to sneak glances at them. When they saw Chi Yue’s blushing face and smiling eyes, and noticed that although Qingli wasn’t overly shy, her expression was happy, they exchanged a look and finally relaxed.

Chi Yue’s mom did her best to smile. “Good morning! Are you hungry? Should we eat now?”

“Mom, Dad, sorry about being late. We were really tired last night and forgot to set an alarm.” Qingli smiled. “I’m not super hungry. Let’s wait and eat together.”

As soon as she said that, her stomach growled warmly.

Chi Yue, seated in his chair, reached out to gently pat her stomach and then quickly withdrew his hand. “Your stomach is empty,” he said seriously. “Eat first. Don’t worry about them.”

Chi Yue’s parents: “……”

Qingli’s face flushed with embarrassment. What the heck was that? That was just polite small talk, and he blew her cover! She pinched the palm of his hand hard.

Chi Yue looked at her with a pitiful expression, saying nothing, but his eyes practically pleaded, “But I was just being honest~”

Qingli knew he wasn’t some sweet, innocent puppy—he was doing this on purpose. But she couldn’t help softening under that look. She smiled and turned to his parents.

His parents quickly stepped in. “Oh, perfect timing. We’re hungry too. Let’s eat together!”

And so lunch was served just after 11:00.

The housekeeper hadn’t expected lunch so soon and was a bit rushed, but she still managed to prepare a solid meal. Qingli ate with great satisfaction. After the meal, her manager arrived with a contract in hand.

Since Qingli had become a company owner and was considering stepping away from the industry, her manager had started handling new talent. But when the boss needed something, she still showed up in person. She had attended several of Qingli’s events, including the engagement and marriage dinners, so she was already familiar with Chi Yue. Upon arriving at the Chi home, she went straight to the third floor with them and handed over the contract.

The show was called 24-Hour Life. It followed a slow-living format, documenting the daily lives of both regular and guest cast members. This kind of lifestyle reality show was very popular at the time. Though it was web-based, its quick turnaround made it a great fit for Qingli’s needs.

There were twelve episodes in total. Each filming session would be split into two episodes, covering a full 24-hour span. Each episode would be edited down to two half-hour segments and aired over two weeks.

“Because you initially declined, the show already started airing,” the manager explained while flipping through the contract. “But to show sincerity, they’re rotating in six guests. The next one was already set, but I spoke with that person’s agent and arranged to give you this slot. We’ll compensate them with a better opportunity.”

She pointed out the key items: “If you can film within three days, they’ll rush post-production and get it on air this weekend. If not, we’ll have to push it back…”

Normally, the production team wouldn’t bother rushing like this, but with Qingli freshly married and trending thanks to all the marketing gossip, they saw the value in fast-tracking it.

Qingli looked over the contract, then handed it to Chi Yue to read. “This time, I’m technically the main guest,” she explained, “but since we just got married, you’ll also be a major focus. At least a third of the footage will include you. Are you okay with that?”

Chi Yue nodded. Only then did she say, “Great. Then it’s settled. Thanks, Manager Zhang! Bonus this month!”

The manager chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Fine, now hurry up and sign. Then start thinking about what kind of content you want to film for the show. Oh—and don’t forget, Destined just premiered today. You’ve already missed a bunch of the promo events, so make sure you mention it!”

Qingli tilted her head with a grin. “Got it!”

At 2 p.m. that afternoon, just as many netizens were waking from their naps and checking Weibo, they saw a new post from Qingli’s account:

“Since everyone’s so curious about whether I’m happy or not, tune in this weekend at noon for ‘24-Hour Life.’
PS: ‘Destined Archives’ is now live! Catch it every day at noon on Apple TV!”

Elsewhere, Shen Yanjun was taking a break in the middle of a hectic day, leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a notification popped up on his phone from Weibo.

His eyes snapped open. He grabbed his phone, saw the post, and sat in silence for a moment. Then, he reached over to the calendar on his desk and circled that day.

If he couldn’t let go, then fine—he’d watch.
Maybe after watching, he would finally let go.

At the Shen household, Xu Yin had just woken up from her nap and was enjoying her “masterpiece,” logging into Weibo with smug anticipation.

But the moment she saw that post, her hand trembled and her phone fell to the floor under the bed.

Her pale, thin face filled with shock and panic.

But she had done her research—she hadn’t been wrong!
Shouldn’t Qingli have been heartbroken by now, realizing she’d married the wrong man?
Shouldn’t she be desperately trying to escape this awful marriage?

Even if the Chi family was rich, Qingli had her own money!
How could she still have the nerve to appear on a variety show after marrying a disabled, allegedly violent man with a possible mental disorder?!