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Wu Di was momentarily stunned. Normally at this juncture, a guy would lend a hand to help her up; even if not offering a princess carry, at least he’d provide some support. But he couldn’t even be bothered to stretch out a hand, let alone anything else.
It was Wu Di whose eyes reddened again, looking pitifully at Bo Yan, “Bro Yan, help me up.”
Only then did Bo Yan reach out his hand, pulled her up, and called over to the production crew, “Should she head back first, or have a doctor look at her?”
A doctor really did come. As usual, he had her move her limbs around. Wu Di only had some scratches, her hands, and knees were skinned, but there was no damage to her muscles or bones. However, during the examination, Wu Di clung tightly to Bo Yan’s hand, leaning her entire weight against him. If she could have had her way, she would have wished for him to hold her during the checkup, but unfortunately that wasn’t possible.
The doctor shook his head, “It’s nothing serious, but the wounds still need to be treated. Do you want to go back to get them bandaged?”
Wu Di glanced at Bo Yan, hoping he would escort her back, which would allow them some alone time together on the way back.
But Bo Yan clearly wasn’t thinking along the same lines, “How about I help you to the car, and you head back first, while I go to submit the Task Card? Once I’ve handed in the Task Card, I’ll come back to check on you.”
After all, Wu Di wasn’t seriously hurt; there was no need to make a fuss as though it was a matter of life and death. Just a few days ago Xia Siyu had passed out, yet she had still completed her task and collected her pay before going back.
Wu Di bit her lip, then nodded, “It’s okay, Bro Yan, let’s submit the Task Card together first.”
And she continued to hug Bo Yan, jealous to death of all the female guests!
Bo Yan frowned, not wanting to support her, “Can’t you walk?” He had no idea if the female guests were jealous or not, but Bo Yan’s fans in the live comments were going crazy, all beginning to chime in:
“It’s just a fall, not even a sprain, why make such a fuss as if it’s a matter of life and death?”
“And she’s always dragging Yan Bao back. If it were any other female guest, Yan Bao would have taken first place long ago.”
“Thanks to the contrast provided by others, I’m actually starting to like Xia Siyu. ”
“To be honest, Xia Siyu is doing pretty well this time, no affectation, diligent, and not delicate at all.’
Xia Siyu had no idea that her negative image in the eyes of Bo Yan’s fans had been completely washed away by Li Yiru and Wu Di. She and Wang Zisu quickly reached the finish line, indeed scoring first place. Following them were Hu Juyue and Zhou Weiwei. Although their celebrity status among the guests was relatively low, they made up for it with their diligence, and this time they just put their heads down and powered on.
Next came Li Yiru and Shang Feifei. These two had been wearing expressions of “agreeable on the surface but not at heart” for the past few days, but the veneer of amiability was deceiving, so they seemed to be on fairly good terms.
Last of all was Bo Yan and Wu Di. Especially seeing Wu Di clinging to Bo Yan, Li Yiru’s expression was wonderfully vivid.
Shang Feifei glanced at Wu Di and Bo Yan and then at Xia Siyu nearby, her eyes showing a trace of confusion, but she left it at that, without inquiring further.
Xia Siyu paid no mind to any of the drama, still holding her ‘Number One’ sign, chatting and laughing with Wang Zisu.
Bo Yan looked speechless at Wu Di by his side, and then at the far off Xia Siyu laughing happily, his expression darkening even further.
Upon returning to the villa, luckily Wu Di wasn’t staying in the same building as them. As soon as Bo Yan got out of the car, he handed Wu Di off to a staff member, bluntly interrupting her so that she couldn’t protest, and immediately followed Xia Siyu back to their room..