Ye Mubai looked at the moon outside the window, unable to sleep all night.
Why was she so fat? Every time she tried to lose weight, she failed, and she still ate so much every day.
Why couldn't she just push herself harder?
Tears fell involuntarily.
Lin Yichen's words kept echoing in her mind. The way her flesh jiggled when she ran, the rolls squeezing over her waist—the cameras must have captured it all...
If she had known, she wouldn't have come. She was just bringing humiliation upon herself.
There were no tasks today; everyone could take a day off to rest.
Breakfast consisted of leftovers from last night, but there were plenty of dishes, and everyone ate with relish.
Perhaps because he was too tired yesterday, Jiang Yanchen finally joined the table and ate two bowls of steamed egg custard.
But Ye Mubai took a few bites and put down her chopsticks.
Xie Siheng looked at her in confusion. Mubai, are you not going to eat? There's still so much food.
He never used to have the habit of eating breakfast, but ever since coming here, he had completely blended in with the locals, digging into meals first thing in the morning.
Ye Mubai forced a smile. Mr. Xie, I don't really have an appetite.
Lin Yichen, drinking his porridge, picked up a chicken leg from the bowl and joked, Sister Mubai, don't tell me you're still worrying because I called you fat yesterday.
We won't laugh at you. Just eat.
Xie Siheng also nodded. Mubai, you're not fat. Have some food. What if you get hungry later?
All eyes at the table gathered on Ye Mubai. She lowered her head, her face flushing bright red in extreme embarrassment.
The village's big yellow dog passed by, wagging its tail as it walked up to Jiang Yanchen. Jiang Yanchen gave it a look of disgust and ignored it.
The big yellow dog barked at him angrily a few times.
Why is this guy ignoring the dog?
The old granny came out holding a fan. She scolded a little, then tossed some bones outside. The big yellow dog's tail wagged so fast it almost turned into a propeller.
The old granny brought a small stool and sat by the door to catch the breeze, leisurely drinking tea with the old lady from next door.
Ye Mubai suddenly felt a tiny bit of dislike for Lin Yichen.
If he hadn't said anything, the others wouldn't have looked at her with such pitying eyes. Now that he brought it up, everyone knew she wasn't eating because she was trying to lose weight.
Sister Mubai, how is your future boyfriend ever going to carry you? Lin Yichen chuckled.
Ye Mubai bit her lip. Then I just won't find one.
Lin Yichen laughed. Well, Sister Mubai, you'd have to be able to find one first.
Oh come on, Sister Mubai, why are you upset? It's really no big deal. Lin Yichen sighed and patted her shoulder.
He looked at the camera. Sister Mubai is a really nice person, she's just not confident enough.
Ji Zhaoxi looked at Ye Mubai, whose eyes were red but who didn't dare say anything, and sighed.
Jiang Yanchen looked at her in confusion.
Ji Zhaoxi suddenly stood up and slammed her chopsticks onto the table. The others, who had been eating, jumped in fright and stared at her in bewilderment.
What are you doing...
Then they watched helplessly as Ji Zhaoxi walked over to Ye Mubai. Ye Mubai also looked at her nervously.
Wh... what's wrong, Zhaoxi?
The next second, Ji Zhaoxi hoisted Ye Mubai up. That's right—not a struggling princess carry, but effortlessly hoisting her up without blushing or skipping a beat.
Ye Mubai let out a frightened yelp. She tightly wrapped her arms around Ji Zhaoxi's neck, her face flushed bright red.
Ji Zhaoxi even bounced her a few times to test her weight, then steadily placed her back into her seat.
The living room fell completely silent. The two old ladies at the door were also watching, their eyes full of amusement.
[Holy crap?]
[Is Ji Zhaoxi really that strong? Is this even reasonable?]
[Uh... is it possible that Ye Mubai isn't actually that fat, and the camera just makes people look wider?]
[Press 1 if you want to slap Lin Yichen's mouth tonight]
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When Ye Mubai was set back down, she hadn't even processed what happened. Her heart was about to pound out of her chest, and her hands trembled slightly from excitement.
Zhaoxi was so thin, yet she could actually carry her...
She stared at Ji Zhaoxi with bright eyes. Ji Zhaoxi looked a bit smug; she cleared her throat, picked up her empty bowl, and walked away, hiding her merits and fame.
Ye Mubai's eyes followed Ji Zhaoxi's back the whole way.
She could actually be carried by Ji Zhaoxi...
This completely overturned Ye Mubai's perception; she felt like her entire worldview had been shocked.
Ji Zhaoxi was in the kitchen washing her bowl, and Ye Mubai jogged in after her.
The two of them washed dishes together at the sink. Ye Mubai whispered, Zhaoxi, you could actually lift me up. Do you know how heavy I am?
She looked at Ji Zhaoxi with a flushed face. Zhaoxi, do you work out often?
Ji Zhaoxi let out an Ah and frowned. I don't really work out. Maybe I'm just naturally strong.
Ye Mubai's face grew even redder. Oh, oh.
[Pretending again. Ji Zhaoxi used to post weightlifting photos every day and was super confident about her figure.]
[[Image] [Image] I brought receipts. This woman is a total athletic genius.]
[Where did the commenter above get those pictures? Even as a three-year anti-fan, I've never seen them.]
[Is the second commenter actually a fan of Ji Zhaoxi? Can't believe someone actually likes Ji Zhaoxi.]
[Baby Yichen wants to sleep with fans, Baby Yichen wants a rich sugar mommy, Baby Yichen wants to go to Korea for plastic surgery, where did Baby Yichen's height-increasing insoles go, Baby Yichen's concert tickets aren't selling again [Cry] [Cry]]
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Just as the guests were planning to leisurely spend the day.
A villager came looking for them aggressively. He stood at the door, his face red with anger. He spoke in a local dialect, his tone extremely agitated, occasionally pointing at the celebrities in the living room.
The granny's expression also turned somewhat grave. She held the villager's hand and spoke to him softly.
The dialect from Ji Zhaoxi's hometown was somewhat similar to this one. She managed to catch a few words—insults like animal and unruly.
The director also went over, only to be ruthlessly scolded by the villager. The director frowned deeply and looked toward the living room.
The others were a bit baffled.
What's going on?
We didn't do anything. We haven't even gone out today.
Could there be a misunderstanding?
Ji Zhaoxi walked outside. Jiang Yanchen glanced at her and followed her out.
Ji Zhaoxi mostly understood: someone from their group had trampled on his land, making a total mess of it.
Is it about the chicken farm? Jiang Yanchen frowned.
Ji Zhaoxi shook her head. Someone trampled his vegetable patch.
Jiang Yanchen was even more confused. The vegetable patches here all had fences. Who would deliberately trample them?
Everyone came outside, which made the villager even more agitated. The director tried his best to pacify him.
Please calm down first. How about we compensate you five times the amount for your losses? We'll also help you buy new vegetable seedlings and plant them.
Li Qiuchi asked in confusion, Could it be a misunderstanding? On the first day, Granny told us what we couldn't step on.
Everyone had been listening at the time.
