After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 869: Qiao Yiyi and Baldy are Both so Loathsome

Chapter 869: Chapter 869: Qiao Yiyi and Baldy are Both so Loathsome

How powerful is Shi Yaoguang, after all?

She became the best actress much earlier than her.

With this, she already won!

Quan Feifei felt she had a sure win.

The look in her eyes when looking at Shi Yaoguang also finally softened a bit, no longer looking like she wanted to eat her alive.

Seeing this, Shi Yaoguang frowned.

Did she give up so easily?

No way.

Quan Feifei’s repeated provocations, Shi Yaoguang originally didn’t take them seriously.

But since she insisted on provoking, it wasn’t like she couldn’t oblige her.

Everyone knew Quan Feifei’s acting skills were enough to be a queen of films.

But...

Hasn’t the award for best actress not been given yet?

No matter how much of an uncrowned king she is, she is still "uncrowned".

Without the coronation, how is she the best actress?

Shi Yaoguang suddenly found a bit of interest.

She has already been a best actress.

She herself wasn’t that interested.

But just because she wasn’t interested didn’t mean others weren’t.

It just so happened she hadn’t directed a film in a long time, recalling the glorious days when she was a top director in some world, Shi Yaoguang felt a bit nostalgic.

She wasn’t someone who would sell herself short.

If she hadn’t thought about it before, that would be fine.

Now that she thought about it, she certainly wouldn’t give up easily.

That night, she mentioned to Quan Jinbei her idea of setting up a stage to shoot a film when she returned.

Of course, Quan Jinbei was on her side.

No matter what choice she made, Quan Jinbei would support her to the end.

Shi Yaoguang signed with Love Cabin as a flying guest.

So, she didn’t need to stay here until the show ended.

Quan Jinbei signed a long-term contract with the show, needing to record for two months.

That is, for one season.

For this, Quan Jinbei didn’t mind.

It was impossible for Quan Feifei to get close.

As long as anything else, any goals she had would also be unattainable.

Roughly, for Quan Jinbei, joining this show was just about eating, drinking, and effortlessly winning.

Moreover, the recording wasn’t every day; even though it was two months, they only needed to record three days a week.

Thinking about it, Quan Jinbei didn’t terminate the contract with the show.

He could even keep an eye on things for Shi Yaoguang, preventing Quan Feifei from causing any trouble, disrupting Shi Yaoguang’s training of new talents.

Even though Shi Yaoguang hadn’t explicitly said it, Quan Jinbei already saw her purpose.

Of course, he was very much in favor of it.

His wife’s career, he certainly had to support.

Quan Feifei didn’t know yet that because of her own antics, her supposedly secure position as best actress started to wobble.

At this moment, she was completely immersed in blaming heaven and earth.

In her opinion, everyone was so hateful.

Everyone did it on purpose!

Especially Qiao Yiyi and that baldy!

Because the Little Monk didn’t show her any face, in Quan Feifei’s eyes, he had turned from a monk into a baldy.

Fortunately, the Little Monk didn’t care about others’ opinions, whether they saw him as a monk or a baldy, he didn’t mind.

After filling his stomach, he patted his belly and prepared to bid farewell to the guests.

"Thank you for your hospitality today, my fellow benefactors. This little monk takes his leave."

He bowed and saluted, chanted a Buddha’s name, and then gracefully left.

Everyone watched his graceful back, showing envy on their faces.

Being a monk is really great.

He just came and ate and then left.

Couldn’t be more delightful.

The monk, envied by everyone, shed his monk demeanor once he was out of sight.

He pulled out a phone from his robes and made a call.

"Hello."

Even though the Buddhist College had been built and it wasn’t so out of place for monks to use mobile phones or computers, seeing the Little Monk making a call was still somewhat...

There was something funny about the monk holding a phone.

Attention, attention!

This isn’t a joke.

He looked less like a monk calling and more like a bald character in a cosplay photoshoot.

Anyway, the monk didn’t care about these things.

No matter how others saw it, he was just a monk.

He was a monk. So, what?

The person on the other end of the line took a while to react and finally responded, "I’m here, I’m here! Is it... is it the young master?"

"Young master, you’ve finally decided to contact me!"

"Have you encountered any difficulties? If there’s anything you need help with, don’t keep it to yourself. I’ll immediately have someone send you whatever you need!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Little Monk rolled his eyes, "Would I be the type of person who turns to family when things don’t go well?"

The person on the other end hurriedly said, "No, no, not at all!"

The Little Monk snorted, finally satisfied, "Good that you know."

"When are you coming back, young master? Since you left, the master and madam have been so angry they nearly tore the house down..."

The Little Monk couldn’t be bothered to listen to him ramble and snorted, "Alright, alright, cut the crap. I didn’t call to hear all that."

"If the young master doesn’t want to hear it, I won’t say it. But young master, why did you call? You didn’t get bullied, did you?"

"I told you I didn’t, and you still ask?" The Little Monk pouted, "I just wanted to ask when the family will annul my engagement."

"Well..." The other person hemmed and hawed, not replying, but the meaning was clear enough.

Annulment was out of the question.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so hesitant in answering.

The Little Monk was a bit annoyed, so he hung up the phone with a "snap."

The person on the other end called out several times, realizing the call was over and sighed.

"Look at this mess, the young master is really stubborn. He won’t come back unless the engagement is called off, but Miss Zhen’s engagement isn’t so easy to break."

Just as he finished sighing, a stern voice rang out, "Did that unfilial son call you?"

Hearing the voice, he instinctively turned around and looked, showing a horrified expression.

Master... how are you here?

How much did he hear just now?

He thought erratically and couldn’t help but wail inwardly.

He let the young master down.

If it weren’t for him, the young master could probably still hide for a bit longer. But now...

It’s over.

He thought to himself, the young master better hope for good fortune because he immediately betrayed the Little Monk.

The Little Monk had no idea his contact was so unreliable.

Thinking about being forced into an arranged marriage with Miss Zhen upon returning, he was unwilling.

Rather than go back and marry someone, it was better to continue being a monk.

Thinking about the half chicken he got as an "alms," he couldn’t help but lick his lips.

Such worldly delicacies, truly rare.

If only he could have another meal like that.

Though he knew such things weren’t always available.

Yesterday he luckily stumbled upon it by chance.

Thinking about it, he couldn’t help but be tempted again. What if he got lucky again? If he could have another plate of chestnut roast chicken, he’d be willing to go back... oops, never mind, he’d still be unwilling to be forced to marry a woman.