Fake heiress tore up the script, acted lazy and dumb, and got eliminated.

Chapter 18: Moral Blackmail

Gu Hua bit her lip. It clearly wasn't the time to reminisce, so she left.

The courtyard quieted down again.

Chi Fengxiao clicked his tongue. "Why didn't you call me just now? Let her moral-blackmail you like that?"

He didn't exactly like Chi Qian, but she was still family. No outsider had the right to bully her.

Chi Qian blinked innocently. "She can't morally blackmail me. I don't have morals to begin with."

Chi Fengxiao: "..." Right. He forgot how savage this girl could be.

In the livestream comments:

【Yaya was just looking out for her sister. Did Chi Fengxiao really have to go that hard on her?】

【Chi Qian is so rude. Gu Hua was just being kind and still got roasted.】

【Wasn't it Chi Qian who just saved Gu Hua's life? Where's the gratitude?】

【A zombie saw the brains of Yuan and Gu stans on the ground, opened them, and left in disappointment.】

【Don't worry, the dung beetle nearby seemed very interested.】

【Save some for the panda, okay? Hahaha】

That afternoon, the producers stirred the pot again.

To get dinner ingredients, the cast had to work for local villagers—or go hungry.

They had pre-arranged this with the locals: the tasks would all be difficult.

Chi Fengxiao asked Chi Qian to come with him and get a task. She declined.

He didn't force her.

【Chi Qian is so obviously lazy. I feel bad for her brother, working hard with a freeloader in tow.】

【Gu Hua is so hardworking! She's already fetched two buckets of water for the villagers.】

【Don't jump to conclusions. Maybe Qian has other plans?】

Then Chi Qian went back to her room—to nap.

Lying on a straw mat, she slept soundly.

Livestream chat:

Everyone gave up on her. Sleeping while her brother worked. No consideration at all.

...Wait??

What was she doing now?

Before anyone could react, Chi Qian had already returned—holding two wild rabbits.

【What just happened?!】

【Let me explain: she went like this and that and like that, and suddenly had rabbits.】

【Thanks for the recap. Never do it again.】

【Those rabbits were too dumb to live. Send them to me for poison testing.】

Chi Qian returned to the house with not only rabbits but also a bunch of wild vegetables.

She washed her hands and collapsed onto the lounge chair in the courtyard.

The cameraman: "Chi Qian, aren't you going to prep the ingredients?"

"I'm tired." She placed her hands on her stomach and closed her eyes peacefully. "I'm just a freeloading mascot. The hard stuff is for my uncle."

She was a salted fish. And proud of it.

【Redefining what it means to freeload】

【At this point, her brother's the real side character—completely carried by his niece】

【Looking at you, Chi Yingdi, two hours of labor for two corn cobs】

Chi Fengxiao trudged back in, dejected, holding two measly corn cobs.

Then he saw the ingredients in the courtyard—and lit up with joy. He eagerly went to prep the rabbit meat.

The Chi family had long been forced into self-reliance. This kind of work was nothing to them.

"Where'd you get this stuff?" he asked while stir-frying.

"The back mountain." Chi Qian lounged like a retired old man, her baby face adding maximum contrast.

Chi Fengxiao paused. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I worked for two hours for nothing."

"You made the rules," she said lightly.

"..."

He could only swallow the bitterness of his own arrogance. If he could go back in time, he'd slap his earlier self.

But the rabbit smelled amazing, and his mood improved.

Next door, Yuan You'er was crying from the delicious smell, demanding a taste.

Yuan Yaya tried her best to comfort her, but after the earlier humiliation, she didn't dare approach Chi Qian again.

Other cast members were also suffering under the scent, but had enough pride not to ask.

While Chi Qian was eating, she noticed a small shadow at the gate.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

"I..." Yuan You'er twisted her fingers nervously. "I'm hungry. Just wanted to smell the food. Did I bother you?"

Chi Qian raised her eyebrows in surprise. The little girl standing there, polite and timid, didn't seem like the same brat who had been throwing tantrums earlier.