An Ruosu was speechless when she saw Wen Ruqiao only changing into a sun-protective jacket and doing nothing else. “Aren’t you going to apply sunscreen?”
Wen Ruqiao: “Too much trouble.”
“That won’t do!” An Ruosu couldn’t stand her being so careless. She grabbed Wen Ruqiao’s arm and carefully applied sunscreen for her. “Oh, and your legs too…”
Wen Ruqiao casually lifted her sweatpants, revealing slender, milky-white calves with delicate, translucent skin, as beautiful as if carved from white jade.
Just that glimpse of her calves caused the live stream comments to change color:
【Ahhhh! My wife!!】
【Wuwu, I can handle my wife’s legs! Love! Marriage! Right now!!】
【Ohhhhh, my destined wife! Panting Let me get close to my wife!!】
The men on-site averted their gazes one after another.
Even An Ruosu was stunned.
Wen Ruqiao was just too pale…
An Ruosu patted Wen Ruqiao’s hand. “Go to the room to apply!”
“So troublesome.”
“I’ll help you.”
Only then did Wen Ruqiao slowly follow her back to the room.
Listening to their fading conversation, Lu Minglang uncomfortably rubbed his ear.
Xiao Qiao not only wore the sun-protective jacket he prepared but also used the sunscreen he provided…
He couldn’t help but round things up in his mind again.
A few minutes later, An Ruosu finished applying sunscreen for Wen Ruqiao and helped her put on a sun hat.
Wen Ruqiao resisted and dodged.
“Listen to me, it’s really hot, and you’ll get tanned,” An Ruosu said sadly. “Look at me, I’m almost as dark as charcoal. It’s so ugly…”
Wen Ruqiao stared at her and shook her head. “Not at all.”
An Ruosu: “Huh?”
“You’re still very pretty,” Wen Ruqiao added. “Especially pretty.”
Her way of complimenting was particularly sincere, her deer-like eyes clear and transparent as if washed, pure and untainted.
An Ruosu’s lips curved into a slight smile. Really, how could she have thought Wen Ruqiao was a bad woman?
She was clearly a sweet little girl!
Overjoyed by the praise, An Ruosu pinched Wen Ruqiao’s cheek. “If you can’t catch any fish, come back early. At worst, we’ll just eat less tonight.”
Wen Ruqiao, a straight-as-an-arrow girl, misunderstood, thinking An Ruosu was looking down on her. She pressed down her hat and assured, “Don’t worry, I won’t let you go hungry.”
The camera footage of the two girls was originally limited, but it happened to capture their conversation—
The live stream’s atmosphere instantly transformed.
【How perfect!】
【Huh? What do I do if I’m shipping my wife and my other wife?】
【Girls helping girls is truly beautiful! I could watch this for ten thousand years!!】
…
Aunt Liu saw them off at the door, reminding them, “Be careful! It’s okay if you don’t catch any fish. Safety first!”
The three boarded the yacht.
Xiao Ou asked nervously, “Qiao Mei, have you really fished before?”
Wen Ruqiao: “Yes.”
“How’s your skill then?” Xiao Ou asked. “I’ll be honest—since recording this show, I’ve never successfully caught a fish. The fish here are especially hard to catch. I’m afraid we won’t catch a single one…”
Wen Ruqiao recalled the skill level of her friends abroad and modestly said, “A little bit.”
Hearing this answer, Xiao Ou felt suffocated and looked to Lu Minglang for help. “Brother Lu, how about you?”
But Lu Minglang didn’t even glance at him, staring straight at Wen Ruqiao. The moment he opened his mouth, he said:
“I believe in Xiao Qiao.”
Xiao Ou: “…”
His heart raced with anxiety. Brother Lu’s gaze… Could he really have feelings for Qiao Mei?
After secretly observing Wen Ruqiao and Lu Minglang for a while, Xiao Ou inexplicably felt that the two seemed quite well-matched…
Lu Minglang was also wearing a black sun-protective jacket of the same style, making them look like they were in matching couple outfits at first glance.
Their facial features even bore some resemblance, especially their eyes and eyebrows, which looked as if they were carved from the same mold.
Xiao Ou: Tsk tsk tsk, look at this, just look at this! This is what you call a married couple’s resemblance!!
If even he could sense something off between the two, the live-stream viewers were even more perceptive.
They were the kind of people who watched streams with a magnifying glass in hand.
【Lu Minglang seems like a total wife-gazer】
【That line “I believe in Xiao Qiao” was so swoon-worthy!!】
【Top-tier celebrity X D-list actress, fiction becoming reality!!】
However, Lu Minglang’s fans were utterly devastated.
【Ahhh I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it】
【I can’t accept Brother Lu being in a relationship, wuwuwu】
【Even if he dates, it should at least be someone of equal status. What’s the point of dating a D-lister!!】
…
Seeing the live stream flooded with comments from Lu Minglang’s fans, pushing the server to the brink of collapse, Director Meng in the control room felt his hair thinning even more.
Just who was this Wen Ruqiao? With Lu Minglang alone, the live stream was already on the verge of crashing. If that other person showed up too…
He didn’t even dare to think about it. Really, he didn’t dare.
Worried that the fans might spiral out of control, Director Meng ordered the camera to be switched.
An Ruosu and Da Hai’s group was quite harmonious, but there wasn’t much to see.
Within minutes, the live stream’s viewership plummeted drastically, forcing them to switch to the cottage.
Aunt Liu was teaching He Huainan how to pickle vegetables, occasionally chatting about everyday matters.
Although He Huainan’s fans were doing their best to contribute comments, it was clear that this group’s popularity wasn’t high either.
But He Huainan seemed to have a precise grasp of the audience’s psychology and suddenly said:
“What does Senior Liu think of Ru Qiao?”
Aunt Liu was taken aback, but as a veteran in the industry, he wasn’t about to fall into such an obvious trap. He skillfully deflected: “Qiao Mei is a treasure of a girl—she can catch geese, climb trees. I wonder if they’ll manage to catch any fish. Xiao Ou is such an unlucky charm, his luck is absolutely terrible…”
He naturally tried to steer the conversation toward Xiao Ou, but He Huainan suddenly let out a bitter laugh: “Senior, does Ru Qiao really hate me that much?”
Aunt Liu: “…”
Damn it, I knew he was a drama queen.
He Huainan continued his performance on his own: “She even pretended not to know me… Even though we met once before when we were shooting a magazine spread. Back then, she walked into the wrong dressing room…”
He paused skillfully, leaving room for imagination, then feigned panic: “Ah, we’re live streaming, right? I probably shouldn’t be saying these things, should I?”
Aunt Liu: “…”
You have to hand it to him—even a Michelin chef couldn’t stir things up as well as he does.
By bringing up old matters, He Huainan successfully reawakened the audience’s memories—
The D-list actress who tried to seduce He Huainan!
Instantly, the live stream erupted with outrage—some sympathizing with their “brother,” others condemning Wen Ruqiao, and still others stirring up malicious rumors. The atmosphere turned utterly toxic.
Director Meng had no choice but to switch the camera back to the yacht.
As the screen flickered, a fishing rod arched into a beautiful parabolic curve, and a large silver fish was hauled out of the sea, landing perfectly in a pair of delicate, milky-white hands.
Under Xiao Ou’s stunned gaze, Wen Ruqiao pulled the fish off the hook and tossed it into the nearby bucket with a splash.
Xiao Ou felt like kneeling before her: “Qiao Mei… no, Qiao Jie! How did you do that?!”
Wen Ruqiao tilted her head, puzzled: “Isn’t this… something anyone with hands can do?”
Xiao Ou: …!!
Audience: …!!