92: Chapter 92 Tong Liya is unconvinced: What did I do wrong?

"Say, you great beauty Liu, is there something dirty on our faces? Why are your eyeballs stuck on us like they're glued?"

Liu Shishi's provocative and pitying gaze at this moment was simply too unbridled.

Everyone present wasn't blind; Tong Liya and Guli Nazha could easily see the trickery behind it.

The two women tapped their knees under the dining table, then, somewhat annoyed, simultaneously set down their wooden chopsticks, glaring fiercely at Liu Shishi's pure, pretty face with their mesmerizing eyes.

Liu Shishi wasn't scared off by these murderous glares; instead, she put on the demeanor of a dignified and magnanimous matriarch.

She reached out her slender, white fingers, gracefully brought over a plate of beef pan-fried dumplings that had just come out of the pan and were still sizzling with hot oil, and pushed them slowly in front of the two women.

"The road is long in the early morning. You younger sisters are working hard on the road, so eat a bit more to replenish your energy."

Tong Liya and Guli Nazha looked at each other across the table.

"You… did you take the wrong medicine early in the morning? What kind of airs are you putting on for us?"

"Exactly, Best Actress Liu, what on earth is the meaning of this 'landlady dismissing beggars' look on your face?"

Liu Shishi chuckled elegantly, raised her wrist, and tucked a strand of long hair falling by her ear behind her head with a charming gesture.

Her fair, delicate little face was full of a dignified and noble matronly expression as she tossed out a sentence lightly:

"If I want to eat a feast cooked by my husband, can't I just have it anytime behind closed doors? As for you two… while there are still leftovers on the plate, you'd better eat a bit more to fill your stomachs."

Tong Liya and Guli Nazha were so angry their lungs were about to explode.

Even if they cracked the heads of these two vixens open, they absolutely couldn't understand what kind of shameful, underhanded methods this usually quiet, silly woman had used in the room next door last night.

But… looking at the current arrogant state of this little woman Liu Shishi, who was almost looking at people with her chin up, the chopsticks in the two women's hands were almost snapped in half.

They really wanted to dump the century egg and lean meat porridge on the table directly onto her fox-like face. What was this nouveau riche, arrogant behavior all about?

Who gave her the confidence to openly challenge the eldest and second sister like this?

After eating and drinking their fill, the Divas Hit the Road Group started their new day's itinerary.

Today's task was very short.

Spend half a day wandering around Manzhouli in the morning, and shut down the live broadcast at noon.

Next, the Film Crew would take a four-day break, everyone would disperse to do their own things, and they would reunite to film again in four days.

When the show was hyping up its popularity, they bragged about traveling for two months straight.

It was all deceptive marketing tactics.

The total span was two months, yes, but to expect people to work continuously without a day off? It was impossible.

These eight celebrities absolutely couldn't hold up, and the staff carrying the cameras would also be exhausted to the point of collapse.

Knowing that a break was coming, everyone felt relaxed, laughing continuously along the way, and visited all the scenic spots in Manzhouli.

This place not only had vast grasslands, but the border scenery was also unique.

The streets were full of Russian-style onion-domed buildings, with colorful spires that were particularly eye-catching under the azure sky.

The Russian Art Museum, the Mammoth Park Clock Tower, the Eagle Mountain Cathedral, and the Matryoshka Square—they visited them all.

The final highlight was the Manzhouli National Gate.

This was the largest land border gate in the country, over a hundred meters long and over forty meters high, looking majestic.

Looking at the opposite side, the national gate on the Russian side was just a few broken iron frames welded together, a stark contrast.

Around eleven o'clock, everyone gathered in front of the National Gate to take a big group photo and waved goodbye to the fans in the live broadcast room.

The first leg of the journey officially concluded.

Five days and five nights in a row—they didn't feel it while playing, but now that they thought about it, time had passed quickly.

Everyone took a car back to the hotel to get their luggage and headed straight to the airport.

The Production Team still had to suffer, having to drive the long convoy back to Beijing themselves.

The celebrities were much more comfortable; the Film Crew paid for the tickets, all in business class.

Among the eight people, except for Lin Chen, everyone else was a busy person.

Only Lin Chen, Tong Liya, and Yue Yunpeng were flying back to Beijing.

Song Dandan, Song Zuer, Liu Shishi, Guli Nazha, and Lei Jiayin all had to fly elsewhere to catch up on their schedules.

The only ones truly free were Lin Chen and Tong Liya. Yue Yunpeng had to go to the Deyun Society to perform Crosstalk upon returning to Beijing.

Lin Chen himself wasn't in the industry, so he was carefree.

Tong Liya hadn't signed with an agency now, so whether she took jobs or not depended on her mood.

Liu Shishi's flight took off the earliest; she had to go to Hong Kong for an endorsement.

Seeing that they were about to separate, Liu Shishi was full of resentment, her eyes red.

Her body was pressed tightly against Lin Chen, her soft chest rubbing against the man's arm incessantly.

If Lin Chen hadn't been coaxing her, her tears would have already fallen.

"You must miss me every single second." Liu Shishi breathed like an orchid, her little hand drawing circles on Lin Chen's waist.

They had just finished their business under the covers, and she hadn't had enough of her addiction to being Mrs. Lin yet.

There was still a trace of soreness between her legs, constantly reminding her of how wild this man was last night, leaving her completely defeated.

Now she had to go to work? For the first time, she hated being a celebrity.

"Alright, it's just a four-day break, it's not like we won't see each other again. Go through security." Lin Chen hugged her slender waist, casually pinched her perky buttocks, and spoke to comfort her.

"I'm about to leave, and you're still rushing me." Liu Shishi twisted her waist, deliberately pressing her round curves against Lin Chen's leg to act like a spoiled child.

"Alright, alright, I won't rush you."

"You have to miss me!"

"Okay, I'll miss you."

"You have to call me on time!"

"Okay, I'll call you."

Liu Shishi looked back with every step, her eyes lingering, dragging her feet as she went into the boarding gate.

Lin Chen turned and walked back to the VIP lounge.

Yue Yunpeng, Lei Jiayin, and Tong Liya were still in the room.

The three of them had seen the whole process of Liu Shishi acting spoiled and clingy just now.

Yue Yunpeng and Lei Jiayin were purely watching the fun.

"Teacher Lin, have you sent her off?" Lei Jiayin teased, holding back his laughter.

"What business is it of yours?" Lin Chen replied.

"How is it not my business? This is my Shimu."

Lin Chen couldn't be bothered to deal with him, rolled his eyes at him, and turned to leave to stroll around the airport.

Behind him came the loud laughter of Lei Jiayin and Yue Yunpeng.

Tong Liya, who was sitting next to them, couldn't laugh; her expression was very stiff, and she felt as if a jar of old vinegar had been overturned in her heart.

She had sensed something was off in the morning.

Liu Shishi's walking posture was clearly wrong; her legs couldn't quite close, but her face had a flush of being completely nourished.

The difference was even more obvious when seeing them off just now.

When Guli Nazha and Song Zuer left, Lin Chen just waved his hand and said to be safe.

How come when it got to Liu Shishi, he was hugging, holding, and even pinching her butt?

Why?

Tong Liya bit her lip tightly. Did Liu Shishi have something more than her?

Was she prettier than her and Nazar? Was her waist thinner than hers? Were her legs longer than hers?

She was ten thousand percent unconvinced.

Could it be that these two had gotten together behind everyone's back last night? Did Liu Shishi give him a taste of something sweet?

The more Tong Liya thought about it, the angrier she got; her breathing was rapid, and her tight T-shirt was stretched high, heaving.

A wave of jealousy welled up; she even had an urge to let Lin Chen see what a truly top-tier woman was like, definitely not worse than Liu Shishi!

Manzhouli Airport was in the western suburbs; it wasn't big, but it had everything from convenience stores to restaurants and cafes.

Lin Chen wandered around for a while and stepped into a small bookstore.

The bookstore was only forty or fifty square meters, with a dozen wooden bookshelves.

He walked around a big circle but didn't find what he wanted to read. Just as Lin Chen was about to walk out, his peripheral vision was caught by a book on the bottom shelf in the corner.

"Ding! Discovered skill book 'The Thirty-Six Postures of Dongxuanzi', do you want to learn it?"

Lin Chen held this old, tattered ancient book, his eyelids twitched violently, and his face was full of astonishment.

It wasn't the first or second time he had learned skills through the system; he was already used to it.

But this time was different.

This skill was just too unscrupulous!

What was 'Dongxuanzi'?

This was a top-secret instructional manual from ancient times for studying the joys between men and women!

It was all about teaching you moves on how to handle women in bed, with all kinds of positions, and even included techniques for applying force and secrets for endurance.

Even this kind of thing could be a skill book?

Lin Chen stood stunned for a few seconds. A vision of Liu Shishi's delicate, begging appearance from last night flashed through his mind, and he was amused.

He closed the book without hesitation.

"Learn!"