She Wants to Divorce Me

Chapter 49

In her dream, the blurry face gradually became clear. Ji Yaoguang saw the contemptuous and malicious smile on the lips of the person embracing Chang Yu. However, this time she didn't retreat as she had before, but walked slowly and resolutely towards Chang Yu, eager to uncover the whole truth. When she heard Chang Yu say "We're just friends," she smiled slowly, catching sight of An Muyu's suddenly pale face from the corner of her eye, a touch of coldness passing through her heart. Afterwards, she completely ignored An Muyu, holding Chang Yu tightly in her arms, never wanting to let go in this lifetime.

When Chang Yu woke up, she found Ji Yaoguang clinging to her like an octopus, arms and legs wrapped around her body, probably still wandering in a sweet dream, her smile no longer as uneasy as before. She stared at Ji Yaoguang for a while before reaching out from under the covers to pinch her nose. Suddenly unable to breathe, Ji Yaoguang cried out in surprise, waving her hand as she awoke from her dream. The show's filming had already begun; stepping out of this room meant entering the cameraman's lens.

Ji Yaoguang yawned, rubbing her eyes as she spoke sleepily, "Isn't normal life supposed to be sleeping until the sun is high? Why are we getting up so early? And what exactly are we doing during daytime filming? We're all living together in one courtyard, what am I supposed to do?" Ji Yaoguang still had many questions about the show. From childhood, she had lived a life where everything was handed to her, only starting to do many things for herself in college. Although she sometimes lived in dorms, her interactions with classmates were never like this.

"Actually, I don't know either," Chang Yu shook her head and replied, "But we really should get up. Haven't you heard the commotion outside? Everyone else is up, and if you sleep until noon, it'll affect others' perception of you. In this confusing situation, it's better to be diligent." The meowing of cats intertwined with the chirping of birds on the power poles, the breath of early spring faintly visible in this small village. Chang Yu didn't have the habit of staying in bed, so naturally, she would drag the lazy Ji Yaoguang out of her covers. Starting to live together with a group of not-so-familiar people meant that, except for sleeping time, they would basically have to interact all the time.

"Zhenxiu Hall" was the dining area in the inn. The neatly arranged small wooden tables and chairs had been removed, replaced by a large round table that could seat ten people. When Ji Yaoguang entered Zhenxiu Hall rubbing her eyes, she found everyone had already arrived, with exquisite breakfast and hot milk on the table. Even that lazy Bian Yuting was sitting early on one side, playing with her phone with her legs crossed, which was truly surprising.

"Your exhausted look tells me you must have been up to no good last night," Although they were in the same circle and had interacted before, they weren't very familiar, and facing these two who had the title of goddesses, the others were more or less restrained. Only Bian Yuting dared to tease carefreely and boldly.

"Yes," Ji Yaoguang glanced sideways at Bian Yuting, chuckling, "Picked quite a few flowers, will make flower cakes to eat later."

"Oh? Goddess Ji, you can make flower cakes?" Seeing the atmosphere livened up by Bian Yuting, Bo Yu grinned and patted the empty seat beside him.

Ji Yaoguang pondered for a moment and replied, "Theoretically, yes."

"Then-" His eyes rolled, just as he saw An Muyu walking out of the kitchen with a plate of buns. Bo Yu asked again, "How do you compare to Chef An?"

Bo Yu had acted in many campus youth dramas and was called the "handsome campus god," but now, he didn't look like a god at all, more like a monkey, stirring up trouble so early in the morning! Ji Yaoguang glanced at him nonchalantly and said lightly, "Naturally, I can't compare. Chef An has a deep family background in this." Although she showed no abnormality, the suddenly chilled atmosphere was felt by everyone present, as if a cold wind had blown across their necks.

Sun Shaogong was the first to pick up his chopsticks, picking up a bun and examining it from all angles, as if a beautiful flower would bloom on it. After a while, he asked, "What's the filling?"

"There's fennel filling, chive and egg filling, and meat filling," An Muyu smiled gently, turning back to the kitchen to busy herself.

"Our Chef An got up so early and prepared breakfast for eight people," Bo Yu remarked, twirling his chopsticks in his fingers before reaching for the small plate of buns, his movements quick and precise. An Muyu's culinary skills were indeed excellent; in the blink of an eye, the three men had wolfed down three plates of buns and pastries.

"Teacher Jiang, look at how much you're eating, not leaving anything for the ladies," Bo Yu nudged Jiang Zhaozhi, grinning teasingly. Due to the age difference and different focuses in filmmaking, they rarely interacted in daily life, but this brotherly camaraderie seemed to have developed overnight in the same bed. Bo Yu had a lively personality, his jokes and banter making people helpless but not resentful.

"There's more in the kitchen, help yourselves," An Muyu said as she came out, protecting the plate of delicate and cute little buns in her hand, blocking Bo Yu's chopsticks. She chided gently.

Bo Yu grumbled, staring at the small plate with shining eyes, "That's not fair, this plate has smiley faces and hearts, it must be delicious."

An Muyu replied softly, "These are prepared for Teacher Chang, vegetable filling." At this, Bo Yu shut up, shrinking his neck and pretending to be scared, nudging Jiang Zhaozhi beside him, gesturing for him to go to the kitchen to find more food. The show had already started filming, and Chang Yu didn't want to embarrass her in public, so she politely said thank you. She picked up her chopsticks and brought a small bun with a heart on it to Ji Yaoguang's lips, chuckling, "Be careful, don't burn yourself." This constant display of affection made everyone sigh. At this moment, An Muyu was still standing beside Chang Yu, her hand tightly gripping her sleeve, head lowered to hide her loneliness and resentment, knowing she couldn't even get a glance from Chang Yu.

Under the camera, Ji Yaoguang smiled extremely happily, not being willful enough to be upset with Chang Yu in such a scenario.

This breakfast seemed to set the tone for the days to come, with lively days without chaos, but also with various emotions brewing in people's hearts. After eating their fill, they sprawled inelegantly on their chairs, but quickly sat up straight when they saw the camera. Bo Yu burped, tapped the table, and asked the question everyone was wondering: "What should we do next?" According to their usual schedule, they would be off filming somewhere, but obviously in this small inn, they had shed the burdensome tasks that came with being actors, and didn't know how to enjoy this leisurely time.

"According to the director, even if we get rewards at night, the amount won't be much. Can we survive for half a month with just over a hundred yuan? Just for food alone-" Jiang Zhaozhi didn't finish his sentence, turning to glance at An Muyu, not knowing how much money she had spent to prepare this breakfast. Surely they couldn't let her pay for everything?

"How about this, since we're spending money mainly on food now, let's hand over our money to Chef An to prepare ingredients for our three meals, and then we can find ways to earn money ourselves?" Sun Shaogong pondered for a moment before speaking, "We can curb our appetites, avoid meat if possible, and for some wild vegetables, we can go pick them ourselves in the village."

"Teacher Sun, vegetables are more expensive than meat these days," Bian Yuting spoke slowly, "And there's another question, do you recognize those wild vegetables? I certainly don't." She unabashedly exposed her own shortcoming; compared to Ji Yaoguang, Bian Yuting's pampered upbringing was even more evident.

However, when this question was raised, everyone fell into silence.

Ji Yaoguang spoke calmly, "I know them. For picking wild vegetables, Chang Yu and I can go."

"Really?" Bian Yuting was the first to show a surprised expression, "I remember you once mistook chives for wild grass and pulled them out."

Can you not expose people's shortcomings as soon as you open your mouth? Ji Yaoguang glared at Bian Yuting irritatedly, then turned to see the faint smile on Chang Yu's face. She continued, "Chang Yu and I will go pick wild vegetables. As for you, we'll give you a bowl and you can go begging, relying on your beauty. The strong and healthy ones can go to the village construction site to carry bricks, working from dawn to dusk. A hundred and fifty a day shouldn't be a problem, and it might even include lunch and snacks." All these big men sitting there snickering were hit by her words. It's easy to say, but had they ever done such hard labor?

Making money was raised as the first priority, and everyone racked their brains for their strengths. It was Jiang Yusheng who timidly spoke up, "I can tutor elementary school students." Even people in remote villages had heard of Z University's top students. Jiang Yusheng's words reminded Ji Yaoguang, who suddenly turned around, put her hand on Chang Yu's shoulder, and said excitedly, "I just remembered what else I can do!"

"Planning to go sing? Or lead square dancing?" Bian Yuting teased.

"Or do you also want to tutor elementary school students? After so many years, do you still remember?"

"Ji Yaoguang, look at you, please don't steal business from the younger generation."

"None of those," Ji Yaoguang shook her head, revealing a sly smile, "I can help middle and elementary school students write love letters." As her words fell, the room first fell silent, then erupted into warm laughter a moment later. Even Jiang Yusheng, who wanted to save face for her idol, couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Is it that funny?" Ji Yaoguang snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Teacher Ji, in this day and age, who still writes love letters?"