Chapter 12: Feels Like You’re Not That Big Either

At that moment, Shu Qian’s foot stepped into the lake, and the sudden heavy sinking feeling instantly threw her into panic.

Struggling, she tightly grabbed Song Xun’s arm and pulled downward.

With a splash, the two of them fell into the lake.

“Teacher Song! Teacher Shu!”

The cameraman on the shore shouted nervously, dropping the camera and searching for tools to help.

“Shu Qian, let go!”

Song Xun was tightly entangled by Shu Qian, unable to save himself.

He could only try to relax and keep himself from sinking, while soothing Shu Qian to stop her from struggling.

“Don’t be afraid. Let go first, otherwise I can’t save you.”

Shu Qian lifted her neck high, eyes closed in panic, yelling, “Song Xun, I can’t swim!”

“Save me quickly…”

She was terrified, the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

Shu Qian tried to say something else, but her body sank again, bubbles rising to the surface.

Instinctively, she clung to Song Xun like grasping at a last straw for life, unwilling to let go.

In her thrashing, she unconsciously pressed her body tightly against Song Xun’s.

[Beep beep, system detects huge emotional fluctuation in host. Please evaluate the ‘indescribable parts’ of the target within one minute, or the host will be punished.]

Finally breaking the water surface with her head, Shu Qian suddenly heard this ridiculous system mission notification.

She snapped her eyes wide open and shouted angrily, “You idiot! I’m almost dead here!”

What an idiot!

Does the system not care about timing when it sends missions?

Or does a working person’s life not count?!

Song Xun was swimming hard toward the shore when he suddenly heard Shu Qian’s shout, his dark eyes narrowing in disbelief.

[30 seconds left.]

[29.]

[28.]

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Shu Qian screamed in dissatisfaction.

Her mind went blank, and she leaned on Song Xun’s shoulder, breathing rapidly.

“I feel like you’re not that big either, so wouldn’t that T-shirt fit just right?”

The moment she said that, Shu Qian clearly felt Song Xun’s body stiffen.

Compared with Song Xun’s silence, the livestream viewers were the ones who truly felt like they had fallen into the water.

[OMG, call the police! ]

[Why is Shu Qian clinging to Song Emperor? She’s making it impossible for him to save himself!!]

[Isn’t there anyone from the show crew to help?]

[I swear, if she hadn’t drunk and wanted to look in the mirror, Song Emperor wouldn’t have fallen into the water.]

[What a troublemaker, get her out of the entertainment industry!]

At this time, the cameraman had already called for help, and several people hurried over.

With many hands, they pulled Shu Qian and Song Xun out of the lake, laid them on the shore, and wrapped towels around them.

“Are you okay, Teacher?”

Fortunately, they were rescued.

The cameraman broke out in cold sweat and collapsed on the ground, dry-mouthed.

Song Xun’s hair was dripping wet, his expression dark and cold.

“How is Teacher Shu? Does she need to go to the hospital?”

Seeing Shu Qian coughing violently, the cameraman pulled out his phone to call 120 (emergency).

Shu Qian waved her hand, “I’m fine, no hospital needed.”

By now, Shu Qian had completely calmed down and was mostly sober.

After shaking off the near-drowning panic, she realized something was off.

Song Xun’s face looked too grim.

Recalling her reckless words earlier, Shu Qian wished she could dive back into the water again.

She angrily shouted at the system: [System, is my life not a life? If you’re going to trigger missions, at least wait until I’m not in danger!]

System: [Not my fault. Who made my radar too sensitive? Who fell into the water but still thought about dirty things? Who else…]

Shu Qian cut him off: [Enough, not blaming you this time, but next time don’t!]

The lakeside was very quiet.

Everyone sensitively noticed that Song Xun’s mood was very low.

Shu Qian cautiously observed Song Xun’s expression and tentatively asked, “Teacher Song, shouldn’t we head back now?”

Song Xun didn’t even glance at her, getting up on his own and handing the towel to the staff.

“Wait for me.”

Seeing this, Shu Qian hurriedly held onto a streetlamp and stood up.

But suddenly her legs went weak, and her body pitched forward sharply.

Shu Qian fell into a warm, moist embrace.

She looked up into Song Xun’s dark eyes and smiled in a pleading way, “Thank you, Teacher Song, for saving my life.”

Song Xun’s eyebrows twitched slightly, his expression unreadable as he glanced at her, then grabbed her arm and headed toward the villa.

Shu Qian felt a mix of shame and anger.

She wasn’t sure if the cameras had recorded what she just said.

But she knew it was useless to care—whether it was recorded or not, that night she was doomed.

She would die from the humiliation by Song Xun.

The two of them returned to the villa, neither saying a word before going straight to their own rooms.

Shu Qian quickly went into the bathroom, took off her wet clothes, and stared blankly into the mirror.

The waterproof makeup she had used yesterday was still perfectly intact, making her feel as if everything that happened was just a dream.

But the overwhelming shame in her heart told her otherwise.

No, it was real.

You really mocked Song Xun!

Shu Qian covered her head in frustration. “I knew drinking would cause trouble, and it really did.”

…

The next morning.

The livestream started early.

Last night’s sudden incident shocked the viewers, and they only relaxed after the official statement from the production team that neither of them was in life-threatening condition.

[Yesterday was so scary. I had nightmares about falling into water and not being able to get out.]

[This shows the show’s safety precautions were inadequate. Only one cameraman for all guests, and no safety measures by the lake.]

[But Song Emperor was very calm last night, truly a Buddha child—so composed.]

[Buddha child is compassionate. If it were me, I’d make sure the bad woman drinks plenty of water before saving her.]

[That’s harsh, it was a life or death situation!]

Shu Qian also couldn’t sleep last night. When she got up, she spent a long time trying to cover her dark circles.

When she went downstairs, Song Xun was already sitting on the sofa reading the morning news.

“Good morning, Teacher Song.”

“Have you eaten yet, Teacher Song?”

Song Xun didn’t look up, only grunted and turned the page of the newspaper.

Shu Qian’s smile froze on her face.

“Heh heh… if you’ve eaten, then you’ve eaten.”

[Why does Song Emperor sound so cold? Did they have a fight?]

[Maybe Song Emperor is still upset that Shu Qian clung to him and affected his ability to save himself yesterday?]

[I’d be mad too. Trying to save her but almost getting dragged down.]

[But Shu Qian didn’t mean it. It’s human instinct, and didn’t she already apologize?]

The livestream chat split into two camps—one thought Shu Qian went too far, the other thought Song Xun was too serious.

Neither side was happy with the other, leading to heated debates.

But no one suspected Song Xun’s coldness was due to some unspoken, embarrassing reasons.

Shu Qian silently ate her breakfast.

How could she make amends…

Maybe apologize?

She frowned, worried that might trigger another mission.

Besides, Song Xun might not want to hear it a second time.

Shu Qian nervously shrank her neck.

“Teacher Shu, mission incoming.”

The cameraman, afraid to approach the low-pressure Song Xun, reluctantly handed the mission card to Shu Qian.