After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 222: "But I’m still chasing you" "You’ve caught up

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: "But I’m still chasing you" "You’ve caught up

Sang Qiao and Si Chenli continued walking forward, searching for food along the way. Before long, their hands were full.

Sang Qingran and Sang Nanfeng were still maintaining a not too distant nor too close proximity to them.

Their leisurely pace was like they were out for a stroll, in stark contrast to the teams next door who were racing against time. The audience watching the screen couldn’t help but feel anxious for them.

"Is that a cicada over there?" Sang Qiao took a few steps before stopping and pointed at a bush beside her.

On the lush vegetation climbed a cicada, basking in the blistering sun.

"Uh-huh." Si Chenli stopped beside her and looked at the "bug" together with her.

"Do you like it?" Sang Qiao turned to look at him, wanting to please him. When pursuing someone, it’s the thought that counts, not whether you come in first or not.

It was important to make him happy during the process and add a bit of romance. Even if there were no fireflies during the day, perhaps the cicada could suffice as a substitute?

"...I like it." Si Chenli couldn’t utter a word of dissent when he met her earnest gaze. It was clear to him that the girl was going out of her way to coax him.

So, the next second, that "bug" was caught by the girl and placed in his hand.

Si Chenli: "..."

[Damn it, you two are killing me! The team next door is about to reach the finish line, they’re even racing for meals and drinks, and here you are flirting?]

[Holding the cicada, it will starve without anything to eat, you can’t keep it alive, guys!]

[How can two adults be so childish! What, the cicada was caught by Sister Qiao? Oh, that’s fine then, cicadas are so cute, I’d take one too.]

Sang Qiao and Si Chenli walked for a while, and nearly half of their time was spent resting.

As the sky gradually darkened, they hadn’t even completed half of the journey after two days.

The people from Si No.11’s team were cursing inside. If they had known, they wouldn’t have followed them; with their slow pace, they feared the wait might outlast the proverbial ’cold dishes.’

In the deep quiet of the night, Si Chenli stared at the dead "bug" in his palm, lost in thought. The silence made every little noise seem especially pronounced.

The girl sleeping beside him stretched to scratch her arm. He looked down and saw a large patch of red on her smooth, delicate arm, with bumps that looked like mosquito bites.

That sight stung his eyes, and Si Chenli reached out to hold her hand, stopping her from scratching.

Sang Qiao sleepily opened her eyes, her voice a bit hoarse, "What’s wrong?"

"Let’s go, we’re not participating anymore, we quit." Si Chenli whispered close to her ear.

"The director won’t allow us to quit partway." Sang Qiao rubbed her eyelids and sat up straight.

The man frowned and brushed the hair from her forehead, "What he says doesn’t matter."

"But I’m still pursuing you." Sang Qiao blinked, her curling lashes fluttering. She had slowed down deliberately to court him. If they left now, without having shown anything for her efforts, it would be a waste.

"You’ve caught me," Si Chenli couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle upon hearing this.

With her silly way of pursuing, if taken seriously, she’d have a hard time catching up in this lifetime.

"I haven’t done anything yet." Sang Qiao said earnestly. Mainly because there hadn’t been many opportunities these past two days. When the mad dog came, it was Si Chenli who had protected her.

"Cicada," the man said gently.

"..."

A faint smile pulled at the corners of Sang Qiao’s lips, clearly, he was coaxing her.

"Be good, let’s quit," Si Chenli lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Okay, let’s go." Sang Qiao nodded, stood up, and walked away with their fingers interlocked.

They approached the cameraman and identified themselves, and he made a call to the director, after which a crew member took them to remove their makeup.

The next day, when the others on the deserted island woke up, they discovered the young couple was nowhere to be found!

Sang Nanfeng was the most anxious, immediately searching behind each tree several times, "Where are they?"

"Could it be that they left us behind in the middle of the night to advance in the competition?" Si No.11 speculated, instantly feeling outraged.

"It’s impossible, they wouldn’t sneak off in the middle of the night. Could something have happened?"

Sang Qingran knew all too well Si Chenli wouldn’t make Qiaoqiao rush through the night for the sake of winning first place on a deserted island.

While everyone was busy speculating, a voice from the announcement system said, "Please don’t be alarmed, player number nine experienced an allergic reaction last night and had to leave the game, number nineteen took her to get treatment. The rest of you may continue competing."

Upon hearing this, Sang Nanfeng’s composure completely fell apart; how was he unaware of Qiaoqiao’s allergies?

He didn’t know the severity; he needed to see Qiaoqiao, yelling loudly at the camera, "I also want to leave, I quit this variety show!"

"The rules of the reality show state that you cannot drop out once you’ve agreed to participate," the director still used the announcement system to respond.

"I’m Sang Nanfeng, the president of Starlight Entertainment. My company is facing a critical issue, and I must leave," Sang Nanfeng blurted out his identity out of sheer desperation.

He felt extremely anxious about Qiaoqiao, fearing it could turn into a permanent farewell like last time.

Everyone: "!!!"

Online viewers: "!??"

The person disguised with the wig and a curvaceous figure, speaking in a gentle and affected manner, was actually Sang Nanfeng?

[Does our Mr. Sang have some special preference?]

[Ahhh, so the couple that left early is Sister Qiao and Brother Li. Mr. Sang must have come for Sister Qiao, my guess was right!]

The barrage of comments exploded, and everyone was shocked.

The complexion of people in Si No.11’s team changed, Sang Nanfeng would surely follow his sister Sang Qiao, and Sang Qiao would definitely be with Si Chenli.

Could that person be Mr. Si?

So... who is their team leader, No.11?

Someone in the crowd immediately caused a stir, "What do you mean by this? Are you playing us? Didn’t you say you were Mr. Si? Go on, prove it to everyone."

"You impostor!" The others also came to their senses, glaring angrily at No.11.

"I only said my surname is Si; I never claimed to be Mr. Si," No.11 said shamelessly.

"There isn’t a second person with the surname Si on the registration list. It’s clear you deliberately misled us. From now on, I’m not pairing with you, a dead weight that holds others back."

"Me neither!"

"Why don’t we all pair up? Everyone here is capable, had it not been for following No.11, we might have already left this deserted island."

"Exactly! Let’s form a team."

"Sounds good."

And just like that, people defected from Si No.11’s team, leaving no one behind to stick with him.

Watching this unfold, Si No.11 regretted everything, the blue in his veins visible from his remorse for not recognizing Mr. Si when he was right beside him.

And now, being exposed so early, the journey ahead would be incredibly difficult if he were alone.