I Ship My Rival x Me

CHAPTER 10

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After we sat down at the restaurant, Gu Yiliang said he was fine with anything and let me decide on what to order.

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Lie! That was a thumping lie!

The brainwashing package already told me that he didn't like Chinese chives, bitter gourd, celery, carrot, soup, or foods that were either sweet or sour or sour-sweet. He liked chicken, but not duck or goose. He liked pork, beef, and lamb, but not fish. He liked crab and shellfish, but not shrimp.

With painstaking and assiduous effort, the Niangzi Army collected all this valuable information by using every means possible!!

As for accuracy?

Well, since they were pretty accurate about my info, it should be about right.

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I glanced at the menu and told the waiter, "A spiced shredded chicken with chili sauce, a crab stew pot — don't put shrimp in it — a sautéed cabbage with garlic, and two bowls of rice."

Then I turned around and asked Gu Yiliang, who looked slightly surprised, "Is that enough? What do you want to drink?"

"...Yeah."

Gu Yiliang put away that hint of surprise, got himself a can of JDB, and then ordered a bottle of honey tea for me.

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Master Gu! Such boyfriend material!

I sipped my iced honey tea happily.

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The dishes came quickly.

We picked up the chopsticks in uniformity, held up the rice bowls at the same time, picked some shredded chicken, put it into our bowls, placed the tip of the chopsticks onto the chicken, and pressed it a few times against the rice underneath.

Our actions were simply too synchronized. We looked at each other in the eyes simultaneously, then laughed out loud together.

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We were chatting about all kinds of random things as we slowly enjoyed our meal until we started talking about interesting stories that happened during shootings.

Gu Yiliang laughed as he told me about a small incident when he was shooting a low-budget wuxia drama. Because the background actors the production team hired were too unprofessional, and the props were of poor quality as well, someone accidentally thrashed him on the waist with a sword when they were doing an action scene. It hit him so hard that even the sword was bent, and it left a swollen strip of black and blue on his waist that took quite a few days to subside. Then he went on with the wires the team used for stunt rigging...

My heart was trembling with so much fear as I listened that I couldn't even pick up the crab with my chopsticks.

He glanced at me and suddenly stopped talking. Then he picked up a crab claw and delivered it steadily into my bowl. "But no similar accidents have happened since then. The crew we have now is very safe. It's a ten-million-dollar investment, after all, so don't worry."

I nodded hesitantly with the crab claw in between my teeth.

As if he found it amusing, he asked, "You've never gotten injured while shooting?"

I answered as a matter of factly, "Of course I have. But how is that the same? If the injury is on you..."

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