Shen Linzhou was a neat freak who loved cleanliness, so Jiang Yuyao’s script was to say he had bad breath.
In the Pisces couple, Qiao Yu was questioned by netizens for relying on women, so Zhou Ruoyu’s script was to say he was incompetent.
In the Beauty and the Beast pair, Da Meng was constantly criticized for not being good-looking enough for Sweet Bean, so Sweet Bean’s script was to mock his appearance.
All of them were designed to make the female guests stab their boyfriends in the back.
Song Ying’s script, naturally, wouldn’t be any better.
“Song Ying, let me tell you, you better perform well on the show, or else we’ll settle things when you get back!”
Sister Hong’s words still echoed in her ears, so Song Ying could only muster her energy and head downstairs.
Qin Shu was sitting in the living room, chatting with Da Meng about something.
His arrogance was only directed at Shen Linzhou and didn’t spill over to others.
“Hello, what are you guys doing?” Song Ying walked over.
Hearing her voice, Sweet Bean quickly stood up, took Song Ying’s hand, and guided her to the seat beside her. “Sister Ying, you’re here? Quick, quick, sit here.”
Song Ying nodded. Just as she was about to say “okay,” a magnetic yet cold voice came from beside her.
“No.”
Before Song Ying could react, another hand pulled her gently, and she fell into Qin Shu’s embrace. The familiar scent of snow sandalwood filled her nostrils. “You’ve ignored me for over two hours.”
His actions were domineering, but his voice was full of resentment.
With his captivating fox-like eyes, Qin Shu sulked. Being on this variety show was worse than being at home—at least there, he could stick close to his wife all the time.
“Don’t mess around, we’re live-streaming.”
Song Ying tried to push herself up, but he held her even tighter.
Clearly, he wouldn’t let go without some sweetness.
What could she do with her own husband?
She gave him a light kiss on the cheek and blinked. “Is that enough?”
Qin Shu was clearly unsatisfied but still let go, pulling her to sit beside him.
Sweet Bean beside them: …
“Um, Brother Meng, come with me to shoot some videos outside. We can edit a vlog tonight.”
Sweet Bean dragged her boyfriend away, refusing to be a third wheel.
Only Qin Shu and Song Ying were left in the living room.
“A Shu, I need to tell you something.” Song Ying straightened up and looked at Qin Shu.
“Hmm?” Qin Shu lifted his eyelids.
“You saw Shen Linzhou when you arrived earlier, right?”
“I did. He’s uglier than me.” Qin Shu spoke his mind.
At the same time, Shen Linzhou, who had just walked to the entrance with Jiang Yuyao, froze in his tracks, his face instantly darkening.
Being called ugly twice by the same person in just half a day was a bit too much.
“Stop it.” Song Ying frowned. “It’s not as exaggerated as you say. Netizens say Shen Linzhou is quite handsome, and he’s a good person too.”
At the entrance, Shen Linzhou, who was eavesdropping, felt the dark cloud over his face lift slightly. He raised his chin slightly, and a faint smile curled at the corner of his lips.
He knew it—Song Ying still had special feelings for him.
All those polite rejections in the past were probably just playing hard to get.
It was a pity he had genuinely believed she wasn’t interested in him back then.
Shen Linzhou’s thoughts began to stir.
“?”
A question mark popped up above Qin Shu’s head, and four words were written all over his face:
—Are you okay?
Gently pinching Song Ying’s chin, he forced her to look at him. Qin Shu examined her beautiful, sparrow-like eyes left and right before finally concluding:
“You’re just saying that in anger. I don’t believe you.””I’m not saying it out of anger.” Song Ying brushed off Qin Shu’s hand, then began to list Shen Linzhou’s facial features according to the script.
“Look, netizens say Shen Linzhou has a widow’s peak, and his historical costumes…”
“Who doesn’t have one?” Qin Shu lifted his fine bangs, revealing a perfect widow’s peak on camera.
Without the stray hair covering it, his face appeared even more dashing and roguishly handsome.
The cameraman immediately zoomed in for a close-up.
【Holy crap! A beauty overload!】
【I thought he was already handsome enough, but he can get even handsomer?!】
【Where the hell did Song Ying find this perfect blend of cute and wolfish? Give me ten of them!】
Staring at Qin Shu’s widow’s peak, Song Ying choked for a moment. “…Right, you have one too.”
“Netizens say Shen Linzhou has deep-set eyes and eyebrows, and his eyes are very beautiful, as if they can speak.” Song Ying’s throat felt slightly itchy.
“Beautiful?” Qin Shu raised an eyebrow slightly. “And they can speak?”
A dangerous glint appeared in his fox-like eyes, shimmering with a predatory playfulness and bewitching allure.
The cameraman zoomed in again, giving Qin Shu’s eyes a direct close-up.
【Mom, someone’s trying to seduce me!】
【I want to swing on this handsome guy’s eyelashes!】
【He’s practically saying, ‘Woman, you’re playing with fire!’】
“That’s what netizens said, not me…” Song Ying gently pushed Qin Shu away.
“Oh? What else did netizens say?”
Song Ying’s throat felt even more uncomfortable, but she continued with the script, her face flushing with shyness. “Netizens also say Shen Linzhou’s lips are very sexy, looking like you just want to kiss them.”
At the doorway, Jiang Yuyao stood in a position where she could clearly see Song Ying’s expression.
Instantly furious, her eyes sharp as knives, she lifted her foot to enter the room.
Shen Linzhou saw it clearly too but stopped her.
“Yuyao, what are you doing?” Shen Linzhou lowered his voice.
“I’m going in to ask for an explanation!” Jiang Yuyao gritted her teeth, her voice heavy. “Linzhou, didn’t you hear what Song Ying said? She already has a boyfriend, yet she still won’t give up on you!”
“That’s her business.” As he said this, Shen Linzhou had already pulled Jiang Yuyao into the courtyard. “No matter what she thinks, you’re the only one in my heart.”
“But…”
“No buts, trust me.” Shen Linzhou pulled her into his arms, stroking Jiang Yuyao’s head to calm her down.
The corners of his lips lifted slightly.
Inside the house.
“Want to kiss them?”
Qin Shu’s tone carried a laugh, but his voice was laced with danger everywhere. “Is that true for Teacher Song too?”
“Of course I…”
Halfway through her coy words, Song Ying suddenly stood up abruptly and rushed to the nearby bathroom.
“Ugh—”
She vomited right in front of the camera.
【…】
【??】
The barrage was instantly flooded with ellipses and question marks.
A minute later, the audience finally snapped back to reality.
【How much does Song Ying dislike Shen Linzhou? She literally got sick from praising him】
【Extremely insulting, incredibly damaging】
【I can see it now, Song Ying is genuinely disgusted by Shen Linzhou】
【The script is too disgusting, look how it’s tormenting the poor girl…】
The moment Song Ying showed signs of distress, Qin Shu followed her to the bathroom.
He poured warm water, patted her back, and offered comfort and care.
Not a single thing was missed.
After a while, Song Ying finally recovered and immediately explained to Qin Shu.
“What I said earlier…”
“I know, it’s fake.”
Qin Shu didn’t seem surprised at all. After helping Song Ying tidy up, he went upstairs to get medicine, then supported her as they returned to the living room to rest.
“How did you know it was fake?”Song Ying’s face was slightly pale as she took her medicine with warm water. “I think I acted pretty well, didn’t I?”
“But you changed the lines,” Qin Shu said with a smirk.
[Did she change the lines?!]
[The script is right there on the screen—I was comparing it the whole time!]
“From the moment you praised that guy, I knew it was fake. With someone like me setting the standard, how could you possibly take a liking to him?”
Qin Shu was exceptionally confident in himself. “So it must have been the production team stirring things up, making you say those things just to annoy me.”
“But you couldn’t bear to do it, so you changed ‘I think’ to ‘netizens say’—netizens aren’t taking the blame for this.”
[Hahaha, exactly! If you want to spare your boyfriend, just say so. We’re not taking the blame!]
[LOL, I didn’t notice the difference even with the script right in front of me, but he guessed it just like that.]
[I suspect there’s something fishy going on.]
[The cameras have been rolling the whole time—how could there be anything fishy? I think it’s just the tacit understanding between the couple.]
[Tacit understanding +10086]
“Even though I understand, this matter can’t just end here,” Qin Shu began settling the score after the fact.
Song Ying sensed something unspoken in the air and immediately crossed her arms in front of her.
“No way!”
Her waist had just recovered!
“I haven’t even said how I’m going to punish you yet. Why are you panicking?”
Song Ying glared at Qin Shu. “I know exactly what you’re up to the moment you make a move.”
“…” Qin Shu was successfully left speechless.
Just then, the clock struck twelve, and the other guests were called to the living room.
Seeing Song Ying looking unwell, Sweet Bean couldn’t help but express concern. “Sister Ying, what’s wrong? You look completely pale.”
Before Song Ying could respond, Shen Linzhou, unusually, also showed concern.
“Are you feeling unwell? The altitude here is high. If you’re experiencing altitude sickness, I brought some medicine with me. I can give you—”
“Linzhou?”
Jiang Yuyao grabbed Shen Linzhou’s hand and turned to look at him.
Her eyes clearly asked, “What do you think you’re doing?”
How dare you show concern for Song Ying!
Are you out of your mind!
“What’s wrong, Yuyao?”
“All the girls are staying in the same room. I have some medicine with me. I’ll give it to Song Ying later,” Jiang Yuyao said, forcing a gentle smile.
“Thank you, but I’m fine. It might just be motion sickness—an old problem of mine. Besides, I’ve already taken medicine.”
Song Ying spoke up in time to cut off the concern.
She had thrown up almost everything she ate in the morning, and now she was so hungry she just wanted to have lunch as soon as possible.
As they spoke, the Director appeared with the results from the observation room.
“The results of this morning’s ‘Detect Love’ test are out! What I have in my hands now is the ranking for the morning. This ranking will affect the lunch arrangements for the four groups of guests. Let’s head over to the dining area first!”
The lunch venue wasn’t the villa kitchen but outdoors.
A vast, emerald-green open grassland stretched as far as the eye could see, with a white platform set up in the middle, divided into four dining areas:
The first area featured leather seats, with exquisite tableware filled with bouillabaisse, foie gras steak, Parisian lobster, chicken Saffron, chicken liver steak, desserts, and red wine… covering the entire table.
The second area had wooden chairs and equally impressive dishes, including Beijing roast duck, West Lake vinegar fish, flying dragon soup, Dongpo pork, spicy chicken, and more.
The third area had small stools, resembling a street stall, with two bowls of beef noodles and two dry pancakes.
The fourth area had a picnic mat with just two steamed buns and a small plate of pickled vegetables.
“No need to guess—I’m definitely last place.”Sweet Bean had already given up hope. Forgetting lines was probably something only she could manage.
It was just tough on Da Meng—he definitely wouldn’t have enough to eat.
After resting for a while, Song Ying was feeling much better.
She comforted Sweet Bean, “Don’t be discouraged. That lousy script—it doesn’t matter if you can’t remember it.”
The director nearby: …?
I’m right here!