1885: You Want Me to Calm Down?

You Want Me to Calm Down?

Under normal circumstances, even if he didn't agree at the start, he would agree to it if Qiao Mianmian acted coquettishly towards him.1

Just like this time.

At first, he disagreed.

However, this time, he had clearly made his decision and had no intention of discussing it with her.

"Mo Yesi, it's not about the resources." Qiao Mianmian bit her lip. "Sister Xie fought hard to get me this spot. If I leave now, I'll feel sorry for her.

"This incident was originally an accident. No one expected it. After the incident, the production team has already strengthened the security. Now, people will take turns to guard every night. The same thing will definitely not happen again.

"I know you're worried about me, but I really don't want to leave. Mo Yesi, can you calm down? We can discuss this again."

"You want me to calm down?" The man's dark eyes were filled with anger. "My wife almost got… you want me to calm down now? Qiao Mianmian, do you think that I won't have any emotions, or that you're not important to me, so I don't have to care about this?"

"That's not what I meant—"

"Then, do you think I'll allow you to remain here?"

"Mo Yesi…" Qiao Mianmian shook his arm and softened her voice. "I know you're worried about me because you care about me. That's why you don't want me to stay here."

Mo Yesi looked down at her and said in a domineering tone, "Since you know, come with me now."

Qiao Mianmian said, "It was really an accident this time. Third Chen has been arrested as well. This really won't happen again. Calm down, let's sit down and discuss this, alright?"

Mo Yesi stood still, his expression dark. "You really want to stay? Is this show that important to you?"

Qiao Mianmian knew that he was a classic case of being amenable to coaxing but not coercion.

She thought about it and reached out to hug him, her voice even softer. "Mo Yesi, calm down first. We'll talk after you calm down. Even if you want me to go back with you, we don't have to leave in a hurry.

"I just came back from the village school and haven't had lunch. I'm tired and hungry now. You have to let me rest for a while. Let's eat first."

Indeed.

Mo Yesi's attitude softened.

His brows tightened. "You haven't had lunch?"

"Mm." Qiao Mianmian nodded and blinked pitifully. "I was cooking for the students in school. I have to cook for them before I can eat.

"I was in the middle of cooking when I heard that you had come to visit me. I rushed over immediately."

"What's wrong with your production team?" The man frowned again, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction. "It's fine if your safety isn't guaranteed, but now even eating is a problem? What's there to record for this kind of show?"

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

"This program has always been like this. Didn't I tell you before I came that you have to earn your living expenses by yourself? But our group is still considered good. At least we can have a full meal every day. Sister Shen's group eats instant noodles for every meal."

Mo Yesi's expression darkened.

He felt that he had to take Qiao Mianmian away.

This godforsaken place was not safe, and even eating was a problem.

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