Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 89 I Am Your Mother Now

"This..." Director Sun hesitated.

Sang Ning started brainwashing him: "If you don’t untie us, we’ll just keep waiting at the bottom of the mountain. Anyway, I’m not in much of a hurry."

"I’m in a hurry! I’m very much in a hurry! My mountain-view room is gone!" Li Sulan wailed behind Sang Ning.

Director Sun weighed the situation. In any case, even if they climbed up now, they wouldn’t catch up to the other contestants. They were destined to camp in tents. Might as well undo the binds.

"Somebody, untie them!"

As soon as Director Sun gave the order, staff immediately brought over a pair of scissors.

When Sang Ning saw the staff member, wasn’t it the same guy who tied her and Li Sulan up just moments ago?

Turns out it was deliberate!

"Woo—woo—" As soon as the ties were removed, Li Sulan burst into tears, "I’ve got red marks! My hands are ruined; they’re not beautiful anymore."

Sang Ning: "..."

Li Sulan’s sharp and pretentious personality truly left no room for pity—just made people want to strangle her.

Director Sun was speechless too. He genuinely couldn’t see any red marks on Li Sulan’s hands. Sang Ning, with her paler complexion, didn’t appear to have any marks either.

Not knowing how to comfort Li Sulan, Director Sun simply changed the subject: "Boss ladies, I’ve untied you. Why aren’t you leaving yet?"

Sang Ning stood beside Director Sun, gazing up the mountain calmly, and said, "Since we’re already down here, why go through the trouble? Of course, we’ll ride the cable car up with you."

Director Sun: ?!

[He’s doomed—Director Sun got duped again. With the unbound Sister Sang, even the entire production team combined can’t handle her.]

"You dare to openly cheat right in front of me!" Director Sun was shocked; Sang Ning was getting increasingly brazen.

But Sang Ning didn’t feel that way.

"We’ve already wasted 20 minutes. A round trip on the cable car takes roughly 40 minutes. Riding the next cable car means top-to-bottom delays and waiting time, totaling around an hour and twenty minutes to reach the summit."

"Based on my estimation of the mountain’s height, for an average adult, it would take about one hour and ten minutes to climb to the top. Even if we take the cable car, it doesn’t change the fact we’ll end up last. There’s nothing to cheat for being last place."

Director Sun listened, stunned, feeling like something was off but unable to pinpoint it.

Looking at Sang Ning’s expectant gaze, he nodded as if under a spell: "Alright then."

[Director Sun has officially been brainwashed by Sang Ning’s twisted logic. The show’s obstacle course to the summit was designed precisely to make it difficult for contestants to reach the top easily.]

[Haha, Director Sun definitely didn’t expect himself to get duped once again.]

[Li Sulan lucked out this time—a free ride up the mountain without experiencing the hardships of climbing.]

When the second cable car ascended, Director Sun finally realized he had fallen for the trick again.

What could he do now? The cable car was already running; it’s not like he could toss people off mid-air. If anyone were doing the tossing, it would most likely be Sang Ning tossing him instead.

Sang Ning initially thought she and Li Sulan would be the last to reach the summit. Unexpectedly, upon arrival, there were only Chu Xi and Mr. Shen at the top.

Chu Xi was listening to Mr. Shen recount stories about Shen Yi’s childhood. She glanced sideways unwittingly and was shocked to see Sang Ning and Li Sulan stepping off the cable car.

"Mom, how come you also took the cable car?"

"It’s a long story. You wouldn’t believe how much hardship I’ve endured," Li Sulan said, rushing forward to grab Chu Xi’s hands. "Mountain-view room! Is the mountain-view room still there?"

She didn’t see anyone else after getting off, and a glimmer of dark joy flickered in her heart. After all this back-and-forth, the mountain-view room was still hers.

"It’s still there. Just grab the card from over there." Chu Xi pointed ahead to a simple little table about three meters away, where a row of cards were neatly arranged.

Li Sulan’s eyes lit up. To avoid others appearing suddenly, she darted towards the table like a whirlwind, grabbed the card labeled "Luxury Mountain-View Room," and held it aloft, kissing it repeatedly.

"Amazing, Heaven truly favors me!"

Director Sun checked his watch; their summit time was ten minutes later than Sang Ning had estimated. Frowning, he asked, "We’re all here, but why hasn’t the rest of them arrived yet? Even if they were riding snails, they should’ve made it by now."

A staff member was crouched by a large boulder, nibbling on bread. Sang Ning strode over, crouched beside him, and naturally stretched out her hand: "Could you let me have a few bites?"

The staff member didn’t look up, thinking it was a colleague. He grabbed a small packaged loaf from his black backpack and handed it over: "Here."

Inside his bag were individually wrapped small loaves of bread. Sang Ning squinted and asked, "It’s not enough. Could I just have the entire bag?"

"Take it, take it. Are you a starving ghost reborn or what?" The staff handed her the backpack, then finally raised his head.

?!

"It’s you?!"

While the staff member was still shocked, Sang Ning zipped up the bag, slung it onto her back, and stood up: "Thanks, pal!"

The staff was still dumbstruck: "Can you even finish so much bread by yourself?"

Sang Ning grinned mischievously: "Director Sun only gave us 500 bucks for supplies. With this bag of bread, we’ve got breakfast sorted for the next five days—every penny saved matters."

Staff: "..."

[It’s over. The things Sang Ning robbed won’t ever be returned.]

[Staff’s inner monologue: My heart is bitter, but I won’t say a word.]

Sang Ning tore open the plastic wrap, munching on bread while approaching Mr. Shen: "Uncle Shen, want one?"

Being asked like this, Mr. Shen suddenly felt a pang of hunger. He patted his stomach and said, "I’ll take four." Small loaves like these were barely the size of a fist; one wouldn’t be enough.

Sang Ning pursed her lips in reservation. Her carefully snatched loaves might not even last five days now.

She pulled the backpack to the front, unzipped it, and handed over four loaves to Mr. Shen.

Just then, an uninvited hand reached into her backpack and seized a handful of loaves.

"How are we reduced so much? Now we’re stuck eating bread?"

Li Sulan handed two loaves to Chu Xi with a look of disdain: "Xiao Xi, make do with this for now. Once the show’s done, I’ll take you out for some real food."

[Li Sulan really lacks manners—she didn’t even bother asking before grabbing someone else’s bread.]

Sang Ning glared at Li Sulan, her expression growing frosty: "Did I say you could have these?"

Li Sulan tore open the packaging and took a bite, replying self-righteously, "Right now, I’m your mom. Isn’t it your duty to offer me the good stuff?"

[Ha, it’s just a fake family for this show, yet Li Sulan actually thinks she’s important.]

[Respectfully call her ’Mom’ as a courtesy; otherwise, tell her to buzz off.]

The atmosphere turned hostile, tension stretching taut. Mr. Shen, stuck in the middle, grew increasingly uncomfortable and tried mediating: "Let’s stay calm! Talk it out properly!"

As Mr. Shen attempted to defuse the situation, a panicked voice rang out: "They’re fighting! They’re fighting!"