Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 450 - 261: The First Day of the New Year, Returning to Qinghe_2

Chapter 450: Chapter 261: The First Day of the New Year, Returning to Qinghe_2

Vaguely, she remembered that time on the island during the show recording, Xu Qingyan stood under the shade of trees. The sunlight from above filtered through the sparse tree canopy, casting shifting patterns across his face.

Light and shadow intermingled, forming a mottled silhouette.

Behind him stood a row of old island houses, set against a cloudless azure sky.

Many details of those seven days had faded from memory, but this scene alone remained vivid—perhaps because, at that moment, all she had wanted was the vitality that Xu Qingyan exuded, similar to the lush greenery of summer trees. Now, she had it.

The boarding announcement rang out, and Pei Muchan opened her eyes, her gaze slightly drooping as she contemplated whether, since they liked each other, they should simply be together?

But as soon as she thought this, she felt uncertain about Xu Qingyan’s feelings.

Moreover, Pei Muchan herself lacked experience, relying only on her instincts to gauge whether the current pace was too fast or too slow, occasionally feeling lost.

However, she sensed that the general trajectory was heading in a positive direction and wasn’t overly worried. Giving up a career for love didn’t seem realistic for either of them.

They could only… play it by ear.

….

In the afternoon, Xu Qingyan returned the car to Gan Wenchang.

“Ready to leave?”

“Yeah, there’s an evening flight.” Xu Qingyan said, glancing at his phone, “I’m going to pick someone up at the hotel later, take the big star back to my hometown for a tour.”

“You… you’re a real bastard! A dog!” Gan Wenchang’s half-sentimental words got stuck in his throat, his defenses breaking down before he could finish.

“What are you thinking? She’s from there as well, just going back to have a look.” he said.

“You’d better be telling the truth. How come all the good things happen to you! Fuck!” Gan Wenchang cursed, then let out a sigh.

“Damn it, such a rushed departure, not even a chance for a farewell meal.”

“We’ll save it for later; it won’t be long before we meet again.” Xu Qingyan had casually asked He Guojin last night about Gan Wenchang’s whereabouts and learned they would meet in a month.

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But seeing Gan Wenchang’s melancholic demeanor, he probably hadn’t caught wind of the news.

“You son of a bitch, you’re heading to the main station?” Gan Wenchang was a bit agitated, “Not going? Shit, there’ll be less fun at work in the future. What the fuck.”

Xu Qingyan’s lips twitched slightly, thinking to himself, you rascal.

Forget it, leave it be.

After chatting with Gan Wenchang for a few minutes, he packed up his things and left for the hotel. He didn’t have much luggage, a suitcase was all he needed. He met up with Lin Wanzhou.

Estimating they needed to be two hours early, they left the hotel and took a taxi to the airport.

The boarding gate.

At dusk, the light outside the terminal was dim.

The flight tickets were purchased by Lin Wanzhou, business class with seats spaced apart for more privacy.

If it had been Xu Qingyan flying alone, he would have preferred economy class, with rows of three seats. Not much privacy, but for two hours…

Without a sex addiction, privacy… was entirely unnecessary. Go to the bathroom before taking off, don a sleep mask, and with a tilt of the head, he could sleep straight through.

The last time he returned from Jianye to Xinghai with Pei Muchan, he had booked economy. At the time, he thought nothing of it, only to realize later that it was a mistake.

If a celebrity isn’t short on money, they typically fly business class if it’s available.

For one thing, travel expenses can be reimbursed, and if they have their own company, there’s no need to save money. Such expenses can be counted as company costs, which can be deducted from taxes in the end.

Even if they can’t be written off, celebrities don’t generally cut corners here. Two or three hours in economy class is actually bearable, but it’s crowded and purely functional.

How comfortable is business class? Even before boarding, Xu Qingyan and his companion were greeted by a gentle flight attendant, who spoke in soft and delicate tones.

So gentle, it was akin to the feeling of a consort attending to a monarch.

Xu Qingyan’s mind buzzed, and he didn’t catch a single word the flight attendant said. It’s not that he hadn’t seen pretty women before, in fact, most flight attendants are no movie stars.

Their figures are just taller and more proportionate, and primarily, their tone and attitude are tender and gentle.

They might take out their frustrations violently on their boyfriends after work, with cold words and cold expressions, but they would never show even the slightest bit of bad mood to customers while on the job.

Buying a business class ticket is partly for comfort, but also comes with the added emotional value provided by the flight attendants. Of course, if you want to upgrade, you need to buy first class, which is only available on long-haul flights.

In any case, Xu Qingyan was utterly shocked.

“Mr. Xu, you can place your order now, what would you like to eat…”

The flight attendant left.

In the VIP lounge, Lin Wanzhou had only ordered a fruit, and looked at Xu Qingyan, who was still in shock from the bowel of pork intestines noodles. Her cheeks puffed out, her expression slightly dissatisfied.

“Are you still thinking about that flight attendant?”

“Ahem, no.” Xu Qingyan came back to his senses and coughed awkwardly, “I was just thinking… uh, it’s nice to be wealthy, to have people speak to you in a soft and gentle voice.”

“Humph.” Lin Wanzhou took a plastic fork and petulantly stabbed into the small mango plate, “Liar, I saw you almost had your soul taken away by her.”

“Not that bad, not that bad.” Xu Qingyan picked up his chopsticks and defended himself, “Ah, it’s just ignorance, I may have never met someone with such a good attitude in my life.”

He couldn’t help but inwardly sigh about how gentleness really was a bonus. No wonder the ancients liked gentle and virtuous women; you criticize your ancestors for being feudal, but the ancestors laugh at you for being a sycophant.

Your future girlfriend uses emotional value to attack you, but your ancestors enjoyed it all a thousand years ago.

“Oh.” Lin Wanzhou felt somewhat jealous.

But when she looked up and saw how happy he was eating his noodles, she thought she might be overthinking it. He seemed to be genuinely just curious, and not really interested in the flight attendant.

After all, normal people wouldn’t think too much about flight attendants. They are gentle and soft on the job, but their negative emotions can explode after work, capable of punching you to death.

After boarding, Xu Qingyan ordered a drink and started to daydream.

He had sent Pei Muchan off that morning and then went back to sleep, and the VIP lounge was his first meal of the day. Since he had gotten up early, he had mostly digested it by now.

The flight attendant squatted down to ask if he wanted to wear slippers, which once again made Xu Qingyan reflect on the life of ancient landlords. My goodness, most people really just live to survive.

Lin Wanzhou wore a mask and had wanted to talk to Xu Qingyan. Their seats weren’t far apart, but the business class was rather quiet overall, so she finally gave up.

By the time they landed, it was already around half-past eight in the evening, and the two took a taxi to the city.

“There aren’t any cars at this time, right?” Lin Wanzhou stood on the breezy plaza, dragging a suitcase, surrounded by bare trees in the green belt.

Their destination was Qinghe Village, a small village under the PingSha County—or should now say PingSha District, as the name had changed just this year.

“It’s fine, someone’s picking us up,” Xu Qingyan made a phone call.

Ten minutes later, his uncle arrived in his second-hand car. The first thing he said as he got out of the car was to greet his big nephew, not much for words, then smiling honestly afterward.

“Uncle, happy new year.” Xu Qingyan grinned, magically pulling out a red envelope and stuffing it into his hand.

Lin Wanzhou on the side was stunned, wondering when he had prepared the red envelope.

“No, I can’t take this!” The uncle dodged repeatedly.

“It’s not a big deal, take it, it’s the New Year.” Xu Qingyan started the classic tug-of-war of wills with his honest and straightforward uncle, who was no match for him.

In the end, the red envelope ended in the pocket, indeed not much money.

Actually, if he needed a ride, he could have called someone else for a better car service. But his uncle’s family had the closest relationship with the Xu family, so he directly contacted his uncle.

Family shouldn’t have to think twice about their relationship. His mother, Zhang Hongmei, was a master of interpersonal matters, and he didn’t need to worry about it.

“Qingyan, she is…” After greeting his big nephew, the uncle finally noticed there was a girl with him, quite a pretty one, “Is she your girlfriend?”

“No, this is Zhouzhou, don’t you remember?” Xu Qingyan’s mouth twitched slightly as a hint, “The one who played with me when we were kids, the granddaughter from the old Lin family at the east end of the village.”

“Oh oh oh! Now I remember, it’s Zhouzhou! How you’ve grown up, I thought…” The uncle scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

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