Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show
Chapter 143: Not Even Giving One Hundred Yuan

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Not Even Giving One Hundred Yuan

"Li..."

President Li wanted to persuade Li Juezhou, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was ruthlessly interrupted.

"Enough." Li Juezhou raised his hand to stop him, his gaze laced with authority. "This was the eldest miss’s decision."

Li Keyao looked at Li Juezhou with utter confusion. Was her brother out of his mind? She hadn’t said a single word yet.

Qian Yang was moved to tears, almost ready to kneel before Li Juezhou. Now this was a true financial benefactor!

"The next steps will be up to you to handle."

Li Juezhou glanced at President Li, said this, and then left.

He had a personal connection with Dean Tang; five billion was given out of respect for Dean Tang, and another five billion was given out of respect for Sang Ning.

Chu Tian hadn’t expected a bodyguard to hold decision-making power. Judging by President Li’s attitude, he quickly realized Li Juezhou was certainly more than just a bodyguard.

Eager to build connections with Hai Chuan, he proactively suggested adding another two billion to Qian Yang’s funds.

Qian Yang was over the moon, nearly overwhelmed by joy. He couldn’t for the life of him understand why, despite the game experience being such a failure, two investors were fighting to throw money at the venue.

**

Exiting the venue, the first thing Li Juezhou did was lock onto Sang Ning’s silhouette.

His long legs moved quickly, and he soon caught up with Sang Ning, cutting her off.

"Do you need something?" Sang Ning lifted her eyes with an icy demeanor.

Even knowing that, after entering the game, everyone’s consciousness was out of their control, her feelings toward Li Juezhou were still complicated every time she saw him now.

Li Juezhou lowered his gaze, staring straight into Sang Ning’s eyes. With an apologetic expression, he said, "I’m sorry, everything I did to you in the game wasn’t intentional. I hope you’re not angry."

"I know. I’m not angry." Sang Ning nodded and responded indifferently.

Li Juezhou clearly sensed Sang Ning’s perfunctory tone. Saying she wasn’t angry? His brows furrowed so tightly they could squash mosquitoes.

He crouched slightly, leveling his gaze with Sang Ning’s, then pointed to his own face with his finger. "Why don’t you pinch me back? Then we’ll be even."

Sang Ning rolled her eyes with extreme frustration. Was this really about pinching faces?

Just thinking about the intimate interactions she’d had with Li Juezhou in the game made her feel so awkward she wanted to bash her head against a wall. Couldn’t this guy stop hovering around her?

Seeing Sang Ning’s flustered but restrained anger, Li Juezhou couldn’t help but laugh. "What’s wrong? In the game, you stripped me, hugged me, and now you’re shy about just pinching my face?"

Sang Ning’s face instantly darkened. She grabbed Li Juezhou’s face sharply, her gaze fierce. "Ha, since you’re asking to be abused, I’ll grant your wish."

She didn’t go easy on him, pinching his face so hard that it contorted out of shape.

But Li Juezhou seemed immune to pain. Even with his cheeks twisted, his eyes still carried a hint of a smile.

Psycho!

Sang Ning cursed inwardly, then raised her eyebrows into a cold smirk. "Don’t forget, in the game, I almost shoveled you to death with an iron spade. Pinching your face is nothing—I wouldn’t hold back."

The humor in Li Juezhou’s eyes immediately vanished. The pain in the holographic game was real, and Sang Ning’s swing with that spade had truly been meant to kill him.

Li Juezhou finally stopped smiling, but Sang Ning started smiling. Feeling satisfied, she released her grip and threatened, "Let’s leave everything in the game where it belongs. If you dare bring it up again, it’ll just mean one word: death. Got it?"

Li Juezhou was already standing, rubbing the spot Sang Ning had pinched with his fingertip, seemingly distracted.

Sang Ning figured he’d been squeezed into a daze; assuming he’d gotten her point, she gave him a deep look before leaving.

**

With the third day’s task completed, Qian Yang specially unlocked professional-grade astronomical telescope access for the guests as a celebration for securing the venue’s investment.

The recording in Anazhen came to an end, and the next day, after lunch, the guests packed their luggage and headed to the new filming site.

According to Director Sun, the next stop would be an ancient village, which was also the final filming location.

The village boasted numerous unique customs, and to ensure immersive experiences, the program scheduled a filming period of over twenty days.

By evening, the guests arrived at the county town near the ancient village.

After resting overnight at a county hotel, at dawn, a bus came to pick them up.

An hour later, the bus reached Jiangkou Village.

Jiangkou Village was set on valley slopes, with its entrance at the foot of the mountain. A clear river ran through the village, merging into a stream at the mountain’s base.

To officially enter Jiangkou Village, guests needed to take small bamboo rafts across the stream to reach the village gate.

The guests disembarked on the opposite side of the river from Jiangkou Village, and the live broadcast officially began.

Director Sun informed the guests they’d need to figure out how to cross the river themselves.

Sang Chuan, noticing the riverbank wasn’t very wide, initially considered wading across directly. But as soon as he dipped a foot into the water, he yanked it out in a panic.

"No way, this river is way too deep—it’s almost up to my crotch. I’m not risking it."

[It’s not even past his crotch, so it’s hardly life-threatening. Why has Sang Chuan developed such an over-the-top image-consciousness?]

[Well, he’s a male celebrity’s brother; with his sister dominating the scene, he can’t be embarrassing himself everywhere he goes.]

Sang Chuan glanced toward the opposite bank and, recklessly, made a suggestion to Sang Ning: "Sis, how about you swim across and pull the bamboo raft over for us to use?"

Sang Ning shot him a look and coldly replied with one word: "Scram."

[How could Sang Chuan even propose such a stupid idea? Isn’t he afraid Sang Ning might just hold him down in the river until he croaks out of anger?]

[Sang Chuan: The main point is that I have no fear of death.]

Sang Ning planned to resolve the crossing issue with money. She approached Grandma Song and said, "Grandma Song, why don’t you lend me a hundred yuan to rent some bamboo rafts for us to cross?"

Grandma Song clapped her hands with an "Oh my!": "Xiao Sang, Granny forgot to mention, I don’t have a single penny left!"

Sang Ning’s expression shifted slightly. "Grandma, that’s not right. Back in Anazhen, every group was allocated only five hundred yuan for living expenses. We should’ve had quite a bit left over."

"All the money is with Xiao Sun." Grandma Song chuckled and pointed at Director Sun. "Xiao Sun was so thoughtful—he worried that an elderly person like me might forget things, so he kindly offered to keep it safe for me."

Sang Ning turned and held out one hand to Director Sun, demanding, "Director Sun, give me one hundred yuan."

But Director Sun simply shrugged, feigning confusion: "Money? What money? Grandma Song, are you confused? The money has always been in your hands."

Grandma Song’s face fell in shock. "Xiao Sun, you can’t act so shamelessly. I clearly gave you the money, and now you’re playing dumb like this?"

[Director Sun earns a solid 666 points for this one; he’s really pulling off a black-on-black move.]

[Sang Ning: If you won’t even give me a measly hundred yuan, this wretched old timer is utterly devious.]

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