CH 10.1

Disappointment pt.1

Translated by Lilac

Edited by Lilac

‘Dissapointment’

[Yikes… Are celebrities so open to participating in romance variety shows these days?]

[Wen Zhi is indeed bold. Is he gonna use his good looks as his weapon?]

[Although, this kind of frank cutie is very adorable.]

[Wen Wen is so cute, hahaha. I also want to see you sleeping naked.]

Si Mingchen looked subtle and said towards the bathroom, “There’s a dryer and an underwear washer inside, you don’t have to be naked.”

Seeing that his dream had come to naught, Wen Zhi craned his neck to look inside, “You need to wash everything on the outside before you use it again, let alone such a close-fitting thing. I’ll make do for tonight and use it tomorrow.”

[So extra wily and mischievous, he is good.]

[I’m laughing, Wen Zhi has “I want to sleep naked” engraved in his DNA.]

[There aren’t many celebrities who can do that with such passion and dedication.]

[Si Mingchen is very attractive.]

As the camera rushes towards the two of them, Si Mingchen does not want to talk to Wen Zhi about the underwear cleaning issue and leads him to turn his attention to how to fix dinner.

Wen Zhi looked at the stove top, which was cleaner than his own face, and began to have a hard time.

It didn’t matter if he was hungry, but his precious husband must not be hungry.

Yes, he is such a simp.

At this point, the director’s voice came over, “To ensure that guests on the lower floors are fed, we will provide some money to be earned by completing the corresponding challenges. You can spend as much as you like in the public dining room on the ground floor.”

Si Mingchen asked, “What is it?”

director: “500 push-ups or-”

Before the director could finish his sentence, Wen Zhi interrupted.

“We’re not choosing an event, we’re going straight to the restaurant for dinner.”

[It’s a game, but 500 push-ups is really too much.]

[Si Mingchen is in good shape, so he should be able to do it, right?]

[Five hundred push-ups? Holy shit.]

[LOL, Wen Zhi wouldn’t want to dine and dash, would he?]

The director was stunned, “You can choose not to participate in the program, but if you go to a restaurant and eat a free meal, you will pay a painful price”

Wen Zhi raised his eyebrows: “We won’t eat free meal.”

The director warned, “Before participating in the show, we ask everyone to hand over their personal belongings. If you hide them, it is also a violation that will result in punishment.”

Wen Zhi had already pulled Si Mingchen up and hugged his favorite little melon doll, “I don’t do anything illegal, I’m a good citizen who follows the law.”

Now not only the director, but also the audience and Si Mingchen were very curious about how Wen Zhi would pay the money later.

Walking along the doorway, the two of them followed the directions to the luxurious restaurant in the center.

Selecting a VIP seat by the window, Si Mingchen pulled out a seat for Wen Zhi and then politely handed him a hot towel to wipe his hands.

Under the glow of sunset, Si Mingchen’s face was cold and solemn, and his posture was lonely.

It is unclear whether it was due to the addition of Wen Zhi’s viewpoint, but Si Mingchen seemed to have no worldly desires in his mind, like a monk who abides by the rules and is detached from the world.

Of course, the absence of such desires may also have something to do with the inability of that part.

With the high-definition equipment, the netizens could see the two faces in all their glory, and even Wen Zhi’s beauty mark had never detracted from his looks over the years.

Wen Zhi’s face was strikingly beautiful, with delicate features and, particularly, his eyes carried a warmth that belied his age. Whenever he lowered his gaze, it would reveal a hint of pitiful innocence that tugged at one’s heartstrings.

Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi and did not move for a long time.

Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Wen Zhi graciously handed him the menu: “Caviar, French foie gras, snails with garlic, whatever you want! Make sure you eat your fill.”

Si Mingchen looked at the menu for a moment. “How will we settle the bill later?”

Wen Zhi waved his hand, “Don’t worry, I’ll arrange it.”

Although he was willing to trust Wen Zhi, he had seen how unreliable Wen Zhi was in high school.

In his head, he calculated the possibilities of repaying the meal, but reason told him that he should refuse.

But he compromised by looking at Wen Zhi’s drooling face.

If the punishment were meted out, most of it would probably be directed at him.

“You order what you like first.”

Wen Zhi was unobtrusive and generously ordered a large selection of the restaurant’s most expensive French dishes, almost all of which were served.

[Sigh, I want to eat too.]

[Look at the way Wen Zhi’s is eating like hell, I guess this is the last meal.]

[Do they really want to dine and dash?]

[Hahahaha, am I the only one who feels sorry for Si Mingchen? He’s the president of a hundred billion dollar assets, but he’s eating here.]

Si Mingchen eats elegantly and slowly, and he looks at the red wine on the table, the price seems to be 4500.

Although he would never drink it in normal times, it was extravagant enough for the penniless couple.

“Eat slowly, no one is fighting you.”

After eating the foie gras with blueberry sauce, he leaned back in his chair with his stomach covered, “I can’t eat anymore, you go on.”

In front of the camera, the director’s team was waiting to see how Wen Zhi would pay for his food, but after thinking about it, they realized that Wen Zhi had already handed over his things, and had even gone through his pockets.

As Si Mingchen continued to eat, he asked Wen Zhi, “How are we going to pay later?”

Wen Zhi struggled to get up and put his hand on her cheek, “You have to eat first, so that you can have the strength to run.”

Si Mingchen’s fork, which was slicing a steak, paused and his gaze stiffened slightly, “Run?”

Wen Zhi nodded: “I’ll count to one, two, three, and we’ll run when the waiter isn’t looking.”

Si Mingchen put down his knife and fork, looking worried.

Suddenly, Wen Zhi laughed out loud, “Waiter, I want to pay the bill and pack the rest.”

The waiter came over to him, “A total of 8988.”

Wen Zhi nodded, picked up the small melon placed on the chair, gently pulled open the back zipper, and a large amount of 100 yuan notes were pulled out.

Now, both the director and the audience were shocked.

The director’s voice came: “This is a violation of the rules.”

Wen Zhi lifted his chin: “Violation? You promised to keep the melon doll, right? How can it be considered a violation if you agreed to it?”

At this moment, a low laugh came from the side.

Si Mingchen raised the corners of his lips, and his deep eyebrows showed tenderness.

The director was so choked up that he could not say a word, and finally had to admit to himself.