After my boss husband bound the male virtue system, I went crazy

Ye Mingwei felt that she had reminded everyone about the wedding and didn't continue to pester them.

Hearing Song He's words, she hurriedly turned around to look at the luggage on the bus.

The bus driver took out five suitcases.

"There are only a few of them and no one has claimed them. Are they yours?" asked the driver.

Ye Mingwei nodded.

She couldn't even carry five suitcases by herself, so she immediately turned around and sought help from other artists.

But she was so busy speaking ill of others that she didn't notice that the others had already left with their luggage. When she turned around, even Song He had already walked away.

"Master, can you help me get it..."

Ye Mingwei turned to ask the driver for help, but her words got stuck in her throat before she could finish.

The bus driver had already started the car, the engine made a rumbling sound, and he stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove forward.

Ye Mingwei was so scared that she took a few steps back and hurriedly asked the staff for help.

"I am responsible for photography and have a fixed job content. I can't do anything else." explained the follow-up photographer.

Ye Mingwei suddenly looked worried.

The photographer suggested: "You can ask other people in the group if they can come over to help you with your luggage."

Earlier, as soon as they got on the bus, they met a small group of artists under the arrangement of the staff.

Ye Mingwei's eyes lit up. She opened the small group and did not ask for help immediately. Instead, she found Fu Huaijin's WeChat and added him as a friend.

But this addition fell on deaf ears, and there was no response for a long time.

The photographer didn't want to stay there, so he asked, "Did you ask for help in the group? Did anyone come?"

The photographer found it very strange. The guests knew they were making a show, so why wouldn’t they even help with such a small favor?

Seeing that Fu Huaijin had not yet approved her friend's request, Ye Mingwei had no choice but to send a message for help in the group.

"Someone will be here soon, just wait a little longer." Ye Mingwei said this without even seeing the reply in the group.

The photographer didn't think much about it, but just asked: "What did you bring with you? Why did you pack five suitcases?"

Although girls have more stuff than ordinary people, it is still quite exaggerated to pack five suitcases.

Ye Mingwei said casually: "It's nothing, just some things that girls need."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk more, the photographer didn't ask any more questions.

The two people stood there, staring at each other.

Although the villagers knew that someone was coming to perform a show, the bus stopped at a remote location, so almost no one came.

The two waited for more than half an hour before they saw a few people slowly walking towards them from a distance.

During this long period of time, Ye Mingwei wore a pair of high-heeled shoes and did not dare to sit down for fear of affecting her image, so she just stood straight with her legs.

The photographer had been taking pictures of her with his camera, and it was not an easy job.

"Why did you come just now?" Ye Mingwei couldn't help but complain.

A guest who came to help casually said: "Everyone is busy packing their luggage, no one is looking at their phones."

Ding Ruoyun was still gentle and considerate. She took the suitcase from Ye Mingwei and suddenly seemed to have discovered something. She said with a sigh, "Mingwei, why are you wearing these shoes? Did you bring any other shoes?"

Ye Mingwei asked back: "What's wrong? These shoes don't work?"

Ding Ruoyun shook her head: "The road here is not easy to walk on. I'm afraid you can't walk a few steps in these shoes."

When Ye Mingwei heard this, she looked disapproving.

With so many people helping her, each person only had to drag a suitcase for her, but she herself was left empty-handed, carrying only a delicate little handbag.

This small handbag is not an ordinary bag, but a limited edition bag from a big brand. Through careful matching, it complements her clothes and makeup.

She felt a little regretful that Fu Huaijin was not among the people who came to help this time.

"Why didn't Susu come?" Ye Mingwei asked Ding Ruoyun.

Ding Ruoyun felt a little disgusted when she heard this.

It's like Ye Mingwei can't walk independently. Whenever something happens, she has to mention Shen Susu. It's like the CP super topic "The Moon in My Arms" in the past, which was not about Ye Mingwei and Fu Huaijin, but Ye Mingwei and Shen Susu.

"She and Mr. Fu were helping in the kitchen, and she probably didn't look at her phone either," Ding Ruoyun explained.

Ye Mingwei suppressed the regret in her eyes and forced a smile: "Are they going to cook? Then we are in for a treat!"

Ding Ruoyun didn't want to continue this topic and said, "Maybe, but I'm not sure."

Ye Mingwei wanted to continue the conversation with these two people.

Ding Ruoyun took the initiative to ask: "What exactly did you put in your suitcase? Why are there so many?"

When the photographer asked this question earlier, Ye Mingwei found an excuse to change the subject.

Now Ding Ruoyun asked again, and Ye Mingwei still hesitated: "They are just some girls' things, not heavy."

Ding Ruoyun frowned slightly and said, "The room is not big, I'm afraid it won't fit."

Ye Mingwei didn't expect there was such a reason, and asked, "Why can't you let it go? Didn't you say you would live in a big house in the country?"

Ding Ruoyun said, "There are four bedrooms in total, two for girls and two for boys."

Ye Mingwei's expression suddenly turned ugly: "Why do you still have to squeeze into the same room with others?"

If she hadn't been concerned about the camera, Ye Mingwei would have been unable to hold back her temper.

Ding Ruoyun said: "There's nothing we can do about it. The couple sleeps in separate rooms."

Ye Mingwei was delighted to hear that the couple were going to sleep in separate rooms.

But her happiness didn't last long.

"what!"

Ye Mingwei let out a cry of surprise.

Her mind was just on Shen Susu and her husband, and she wasn't paying attention and stepped into a mud pit.

Not only did she carry a limited edition bag, she also wore limited edition shoes.

There are only three pairs of this pair of shoes in the country. The pair on Ye Mingwei's feet was now contaminated by yellow mud and water, which looked very eye-catching.

"Hey, how dare you wear high heels when you come to the village to film a show?" A male guest at the side shouted out without any emotional intelligence.

It would have been fine if it had only contaminated the shoes, but the cuffs of Ye Mingwei's white pants were also splashed with yellow mud.

Ye Mingwei's careful dressing turned into a mess.

If someone didn't know the situation, they would probably think she had just crawled out of a shit pit.

"Be careful, I'll support you." Ding Ruoyun was still gentle and considerate.

She held Ye Mingwei with one hand and carried Ye Mingwei's suitcase with the other hand, looking like a maximal boyfriend.

When Ye Mingwei wasn't paying attention, the camera had already started to focus on Ding Ruoyun.

Ye Mingwei was spoiled at home, and participating in this program would not instantly make her a sensible person. She couldn't help but complain, "How far is it? I feel like I've walked for a long time!"