WBSGVS Chapter 238 V2

Everyone knew the pretty girl sitting on the bed was cruel and temperamental. And unfortunately, the host family she was placed with was the weakest one in the show.

Now, watching her examine her surroundings, viewers grew tense:

【Damn, I’m scared. What kind of twisted plan is she cooking up now?】

【The look in that old man’s eyes yesterday when the bowl shattered on the floor… it was heartbreaking.】

【Rich kids are so cold-blooded. How could she hurt an old man like that?】

【I feel so sorry for Grandpa. Having to endure this girl’s emotional damage… it’s too cruel.】

The livestream chat was filled with angry comments, and the director couldn’t stop grinning as he read them.

But he quickly composed himself.

The first step was always the easiest. These spoiled rich kids typically reacted strongly to being sent to a remote rural area—scenes like what happened yesterday were all too common.

But once they calmed down, things were no longer so predictable.

Jiang Qingli was different from the others—she couldn’t be expected to behave well on camera. But since their show emphasized authenticity and was broadcast live, there was no room for fancy editing. So the only way to make her look bad and meet he demanded to provoke her or wait for her to mess up naturally.

Fortunately, they had done their homework and were well prepared.

“Achoo!” Qingli sneezed and rubbed her sore nose.

It was mid-October, and the mountain air was particularly chilly. Last night, the original Qingli had fallen asleep fully clothed and ended up catching a bit of a cold.

But she couldn’t help it.

Even though Qingli wasn’t quite as obsessive about cleanliness as the original, these blankets were filthy. Plus, the house had a long-term leak problem, which made everything damp and filled the room with a heavy, moldy smell. If she’d taken her clothes off to sleep, her sensitive skin would probably have broken out in a rash.

This bedding hadn’t been prepared by the old man of the house.

This family’s surname was Xu. The elderly man looked quite old, with most of his teeth missing. He was raising two grandkids by himself. From what Qingli recalled, one parent had run away, and the other had been sick and passed away after being unable to afford treatment.

The three of them relied on each other, and the government provided some poverty relief. They managed to get by, but it wasn’t a good life. With no able-bodied workers in the house, government aid alone couldn’t fully support them, so they resorted to collecting recyclables and pinching every penny.

Still, all things considered, the house wasn’t in the worst condition. It was just that some grime couldn’t be cleaned off, no matter how hard you tried.

They couldn’t afford dish soap, and years of wear and tear had left the kitchen in rough shape. The bowl from yesterday was one example. The original Qingli had just arrived and was in a foul mood when someone rushed up to her, so she lashed out and broke it.

She regretted it afterward, but being a prideful teenager, she hadn’t been willing to apologize.

In the original’s memory, the old man never blamed her. The two children, both around her age, weren’t friendly to her, but they didn’t actively bully her either.

At one point, the original tried to call her family to ask for help and offer compensation to the old man for the broken bowl. But the production team refused to let her use a phone or contact anyone—even the village’s tiny convenience store phone was off-limits. With no way out and the show constantly throwing challenges at her, she completely broke down. Unable to cope, her behavior only worsened, leading to even more backlash online.

At that moment, the production team gave the old man a nudge.

Soon, someone knocked on Qingli’s door.

The old man’s raspy voice called out from outside, “Little girl, I made you some porridge. Do you want to eat? You didn’t have dinner last night.”

He spoke in the local dialect, which the original Qingli hadn’t understood well. But Qingli was able to piece it together. She quickly got up and opened the door, only to see the old man step back in surprise, a nervous smile creeping onto his wrinkled face. He instinctively tightened his grip on the bowl, afraid she might break it again. It was the last unbroken bowl they had.

He felt guilty, too—after all, she was a guest in their home, and they had nothing decent to offer her.

But the show’s crew had told him the girl hadn’t eaten anything yesterday. If she went another day without food, she might pass out. That’s why he worked up the courage to knock on her door.

The production crew’s stunts weren’t just pushing Qingli—they were pushing this elderly man too. At least he was getting paid.

The livestream chat grew tense again. When viewers saw the old man’s cautious smile, their hearts ached:

【If she dares bully him again, I swear I’ll become her lifelong anti-fan. I’ll curse her every day!】

【Ugh, this poor old man. After everything he went through yesterday, he still has to try to please her today. All just to earn a bit of money from the show—so unfair.】

【Leave him alone already!!!】

While the audience watched anxiously, Qingli pressed her lips together and took a deep breath. Her expression turned conflicted, then solemn, and finally, with a determined look, she said:

“Grandpa Xu, I’m sorry for yelling at you yesterday and breaking your bowl. I wasn’t in the right headspace. When I get back home, I’ll make sure to send someone to help repair your roof and bring you a brand-new set of dishes.”

Then she bowed in apology.

Her tone was clear and firm, her voice sincere, and her attitude completely earnest.

Grandpa Xu froze in surprise, and the barrage of angry comments in the chat came to a halt.

【???】

【Wait, did I see that right? She apologized?!】

【How did she suddenly get so smart overnight? Did someone coach her??】

Just as suspicion began to flood the chat, the girl offered a bitter smile and explained:

“I only found out I was going to be on this show after I got on the bus yesterday. My family signed the contract with the production team without telling me. They sent me here without asking for my opinion. I was so angry and wanted to go home—that’s why I lost my temper. After cooling down last night, I realized I was in the wrong, but I was too embarrassed to face you. I’m truly sorry.”

Her voice was bright and steady, her words well-organized and thoughtful. She explained everything calmly and clearly.

Hearing her apology, Grandpa Xu’s face lit up with a wrinkly smile, and he nodded enthusiastically: “It’s all right! I’m not mad!”

Qingli smiled too and said cheerfully, “Thank you, Grandpa Xu!”

The once-skeptical chat was suddenly stunned into silence.

Meanwhile, Grandpa Jiang—who was watching the livestream early that morning—froze for a moment when he heard the girl’s apology. A pang of guilt welled up inside him. He turned to his son across the dining table and said, “Do you think… maybe we’re going too far?”

The man, barely in his early thirties, didn’t even lift his eyes. He replied flatly, “At most, she’ll get scolded a bit. It’s not a big deal. Let it go.”