The Love Reality Show's Big Boss and Little Sweetie - Chapter 21

【What’s going on? Can the cameraman be reliable? They always drop the ball at crucial moments.】

【Mu Chi always gets into accidents. I’m used to it by now.】

【Qi Liao has the “Living Lei Feng” buff, while Mu Chi has the “Accident Prone” buff.】

【They complement each other perfectly, a match made in heaven.】

【I think they’re completely incompatible. Mu Chi always has accidents whenever he’s with Qi Liao】

【What a lunatic! You’re blaming the Big Devil for Mu Chi’s accident? 】

【Shut up, I think I saw the Big Devil touch Mu Chi’s butt!】

【????】

By the time the cameraman zoomed in, Mu Chi had already gotten off Qi Liao’s back, the night obscuring his crimson ears.

Qi Liao froze, already regretting his impulsive action, why did he have to hit Mu Chi’s butt? Now he couldn’t explain himself no matter what.

The cameraman was the biggest third wheel. When the light hit Mu Chi’s face, he’d already regained his composure, calm and collected: “Thanks.”

Qi Liao said nothing, pursing his lips as he went to chase after his dog.

Xu Wuxing had taken the dog to build up his courage, only to lose it. He ran back, concern etched on his face: “Brother Mu, are you okay? “

Mu Chi: “I just tripped.”

Xu Wuxing shot Lucas a mocking smile: “Qi Ge is still the most reliable one.”

Lucas gave a half-smile: “Yeah, at least Qi Liao wouldn’t lose a dog.”

Xu Wuxing puffed out his cheeks indignantly. “Diyi Shuai ran off on his own. He’s got plenty of energy.”

A whistle suddenly came from the front, and the lost yellow dog suddenly jumped out of the grass, holding a large rat in its mouth, and placed it flatteringly at Qi Liao’s feet.

Qi Liao scolded it, “You’re not a cat, why are you catching mice?”

Diyi Shuai whimpered in protest, its ears drooping dejectedly.

The sight felt familiar to Qi Liao, prompting him to glance back at Mu Chi.

Mu Chi: “?”

As he continued walking the dog, Mu Chi was pondering how to talk to Qi Liao alone when his phone buzzed in his pocket. The caller ID read: Little Sister.

Mu Chi was overjoyed. What a perfect timing! He turned around and said, “You guys go shopping. I’ll go take a call.” He glanced at Qi Liao, his expression hinting at something.

Qi Liao: “…”

Mu Chi went to the side to answer the phone. The sister’s voice on the other end of the phone was much more mature than he remembered, yet her tone was frantic: “Brother, you really lost your memory? Are you okay? I’ve been swamped with exams lately and haven’t had time to watch your show. I only found out after checking domestic news.”

Mu Chi reassured her, “I’m fine. I just can’t remember what happened in recent years. Focus on your studies abroad. You’re the first overseas student in the Mu family. We’re counting on you to bring honor to our name.”

Mu Mian said with a pout: “You don’t know, the value of overseas Chinese has depreciated now. It’s not much better than the domestic 985.”

Mu Chi countered, “At least you’re at an Ivy League school. You won’t starve to death when you come back. Worst case, I’ll support you for the rest of your life.”

Mu Mian’s nose was sour, “Brother, I miss you.”

Mu Chi sighed: “I miss you too. I video-called my parents, and they said that you didn’t eat or sleep well abroad, and you were bullied.”

“Bullied? Not really,” Mu Mian replied. “It’s just that the food here is awful. I miss Mom’s vinegar fish and tea-soaked rice. You can’t find such simple things abroad.”

“Do you have any Chinese classmates? Can’t they cook?”

“There’s one from Sichuan or Chongqing who loves spicy food. I can’t get along with him.”

Mu Chi sympathized. “Then why don’t you learn to cook it yourself?”

Mu Mian complained, “I tried. The neighbors reported me, saying I was developing biological weapons.”

Mu Chi: “…”

Mu Mian had always been the most pampered child in the family. She couldn’t even tell leeks from scallions when buying vegetables, let alone cooking. Studying abroad was certainly a form of training.

“Ge, I’m going to class. Let’s talk next time.”

Mu Chi was about to ask what class was now when he realized it was still daytime where his sister was. “Take good care of yourself.”

After hanging up, Mu Chi turned around and saw Qi Liao waiting there. His lips curled up, his eyes sparkling. “I knew you’d wait for me.”

Diyi Shuai was led away by Lucas, Xu Wuxing was arguing with Lucas again, and Qi Liao waited there, watching Mu Chi from a distance that was neither too close nor too far. Truthfully, the cement road here was smooth, the trees on both sides neatly trimmed, streetlights provided illumination, and there were no wild beasts lurking—it was perfectly safe.

Yet Qi Liao felt he couldn’t take his eyes off Mu Chi for even a moment, otherwise he did not know what accidents would happen.

Mu Chi smiled at him, more captivating than moonlight; Mu Chi walked toward him, more vibrant than the mountain flowers.

Qi Liao’s gaze kept drifting back to this person, against his will.

He asked himself, why?

“My sister’s call.” Mu Chi wanted to eliminate all possibilities of misunderstanding between him and Qi Liao, “Ge, please don’t be angry with me, okay?”

Qi Liao: “I’m not angry.”

“Why are you always angry? You’ll turn into a puffed-up dumpling.”

“…”

Mu Chi chuckled at his own lame joke. “Why don’t you treat me like a punching bag? Take a couple swings to blow off steam?”

Qi Liao eyed Mu Chi up and down. “With your frail little frame? Two punches? Two fingers would be enough to make you surrender.”

“I don’t believe it.”

Qi Liao extended his middle and index fingers, tickling the soft flesh under Mu Chi’s chin like teasing a cat.

Mu Chi bit his lip to stifle laughter, trembling all over from the ticklish sensation. Finally unable to endure it, he clutched Qi Liao’s arm. “Ge,I was wrong, please forgive me.”

The handsome young man begged for mercy before him, his body trembling from the itchiness, his voice as moist as rain. Qi Liao suddenly felt dry in the mouth, and a certain emotion gripped his heart.

It made him want to bully Mu Chi, to do something even more extreme…

Qi Liao withdrew his hand, suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, his voice tense. “I’ll let you off this time.”

And so, the two were reconciled.

Mu Chi was beaming in his heart, but he didn’t show any of it in front of others – but he couldn’t hold back his joy.

Just like this, his character was gradually destroyed, and the next morning, Zhu Yinhang used it to make a fuss, saying that he was unstable.

Mu Chi countered with facts: “Did I lose any followers? If not, then there’s no problem.”

Zhu Yinhang had no way to refute, and only said: “Just know it in your heart.”

At breakfast, Mu Chi still had two fried eggs. Ying Xuan remarked, “The hens are doing well. Each of them laid two eggs.”

Lucas eyed Mu Chi’s fried eggs jealously: “Why don’t I get two eggs?”

Ying Xuan: “Hens may not lay eggs every day. It’s always better to save them. Mu Chi was just discharged from the hospital not long ago and needs nutrition.”

Lucas: “So my tall, sturdy frame doesn’t need nutrition?”

【Not only does he not need nourishment, he’s got an excess nutrition】

【Especially in certain areas】

【Does nobody like Lucas? I think he’s pretty funny/laughing crying】

【Not many people really like the playboy character】

【Our heartthrob looks utterly focused—focused on eating eggs】

【Hahaha, because of Mu Chi’s disregard, Lucas seems even more angry 】

After breakfast, Mu Chi, looking refreshed, said to Qi Liao, “Let’s go for a morning run.”

Xu Wuxing interjected, “Brother Qi already ran.”

Mu Chi was stunned.

Qi Liao explained, “You have to run before breakfast, otherwise you might get gastroptosis. If you can get up tomorrow, I’ll take you for a run.”

Mu Chi let out a disappointed “Oh.”

Qi Liao couldn’t stand seeing him like this. “Since you can’t sit still, why not pick up the trash in the backyard pool?”

Lucas exclaimed in delight, “Are we cleaning out the pool?”

“Mm.”

“Oh my god, Qi Liao, I love you.”

“Get lost.”

Lucas fell in love one second and broke up the next—the speed was breathtaking.

Mu Chi shot Lucas a disapproving glare. “If you want to swim, you can’t just lounge around. Come with me to pick up trash.”

Though it was all trash-picking, the treatment couldn’t have been more different.

Mu Chi had Hao Wenrou bringing him water, Xu Wuxing offering an umbrella, and Qi Liao handing him a broom. Lucas, however, only had the scorching 38°C sun to keep him company.

Lucas: “…You guys are so cruel.”

Mu Chi finished his task effortlessly, leaving the rest to Qi Liao.

Qi Liao connected the water pipe and flushed the pool. Because the pool was quite large, he walked around the pool. The mist filled the air, and the pouring water column reflected a colorful rainbow in the air.

Mu Chi couldn’t help but walk closer to take a closer look. Qi Liao happened to turn around, and he didn’t notice Mu Chi coming over. The water column rushed to Mu Chi, and Mu Chi was knocked to the ground, with water all over his head and body.

Soaked through, his snow-white shirt clung to his skin, revealing the pale hue beneath.

Qi Liao quickly turned off the water pipe. “How is it?”

Mu Chi froze for two seconds then reacted with bright eyes and smiled, “It’s so cool! I want more!”

Strands of wet hair hung between his eyebrows. The young man’s face was as white as jade, with bright eyes and white teeth. His smile was sweet, clearer than the spring water in the mountains, as if he had no worries.

At this moment, Qi Liao suddenly understood: this was Mu Chi’s true self.

Before following him over, Qi Liao had pointed the water pipe to the sky, releasing a mighty torrent of water. The two of them were like bathing in a continuous sun shower. Looking up, the rainbow bridge was shining in the sun.

Knowing he shouldn’t break character, Mu Chi still couldn’t resist spreading his arms wide, tilting his face to let the fine droplets fall upon him. Finally, he burst into hearty laughter.

Qi Liao watched him. In this moment, within their small world enveloped by mist and rainbow, his eyes held only Mu Chi.