Lu Xingchuan walked out from the flower bushes with a dark expression.
Shen Yan didn’t even look at him. He took the mission card from the staff member, then climbed back into his room through the window.
Staff member: …
After witnessing Shen Yan’s entire wall-climbing act in shock, and under the oppressive auras of Lu Xingchuan and Pei Heng, the staff member quickly left the roof.
For a moment, only Lu Xingchuan and Pei Heng remained on the roof.
Lu Xingchuan put away his phone and stepped forward. “President Pei, I think there might be some misunderstanding between us. Let me explain.”
Pei Heng lounged lazily against the chair back, his eyelids drooping slightly. He didn’t even look at Lu Xingchuan.
Instead, he was drawn to a single character on the tea table.
Dog.
Shen Yan had somehow dipped his finger in water and written a character on the table.
Pei Heng couldn’t help but smile.
Lu Xingchuan stood there, seeing that Pei Heng was ignoring him and even smiling faintly.
Was he mocking him?
Rage surged, and Lu Xingchuan said, “It was Shen Yan who kept seducing and harassing me. He couldn’t have me, so he did everything he could to get my attention. I hope you won’t be fooled by him, President Pei, and even more, don’t let him drive a wedge between us. He’s scheming, uses too many tricks, and is despicable and shameless.”
Pei Heng raised his eyes to look at Lu Xingchuan. “Dog.”
Lu Xingchuan’s face instantly went livid. “I’ve asked myself if I have any grievance with President Pei. Why do you always target me?”
A faint, almost imperceptible smile lingered in Pei Heng’s eyes. He slowly rose from the chair, lifted a hand, clenched it into a fist, and rotated his wrist.
Lu Xingchuan’s expression changed drastically.
Thinking Pei Heng was going to hit him, he stepped back half a pace. “This is a society governed by law!”
Pei Heng finished twisting his wrist, stretched out one finger, and with an air of condescending superiority, pointed at the table. “Dog.”
With that, he put his hands in his pockets and walked away.
Lu Xingchuan followed Pei Heng’s pointing finger.
Only then did he see the character written on the table with tea water.
Realizing that Shen Yan had been sitting there, the character must have been written by Shen Yan. Lu Xingchuan clenched his teeth in fury and muttered, “Bitch, I’ll make you beg me for forgiveness on your knees.”
He spat viciously.
Lu Xingchuan turned to chase after Pei Heng. “President Pei, let me explain, I…”
He turned around.
But Pei Heng was nowhere to be seen.
There was clearly a long stretch from here to the attic staircase.
How did Pei Heng move so fast!
Having failed to explain himself, Lu Xingchuan angrily kicked the table leg and then went downstairs.
Bang, bang, bang.
He knocked on Shen Yan’s door again.
Inside, Shen Yan was lying on the bed playing a game. He had already tried a small level eight times.
Great.
Still hadn’t passed.
He was fuming.
Suddenly hearing the knock, Shen Yan put down the game console, still furious, and went to open the door.
Whoosh!
The door opened, and unsurprisingly, Lu Xingchuan was standing outside.
Lu Xingchuan still had anger on his face and stepped forward to enter Shen Yan’s room.
Shen Yan raised his arm to block the door frame, venting his frustration from failing the game level onto Lu Xingchuan. “Are you asking for it or are you sick? I told you to get lost. How are you still haunting me while you’re alive? Can’t you wait until you’re dead?”
Shen Yan’s voice was loud enough for basically everyone upstairs and downstairs to hear.
Whoosh!
The door next door opened.
Revealing Pei Heng’s face, which was filled with an obvious appetite for gossip.
Lu Xingchuan: …
When did Shen Yan become like this!
He wasn’t like this before!
Lu Xingchuan clenched his fist, lowered his voice, and almost hissed a threat at Shen Yan. “I have a video of you throwing a diva tantrum. Give me back the recording pen, or I’ll release the video.”
Shen Yan raised his voice.
“What? You have a video of me throwing a diva tantrum? I should give you back the recording pen? Or you’ll release the video?”
After shouting, Shen Yan clapped three times on the spot.
He pointed at Lu Xingchuan’s nose.
“Post it now. If you don’t, you’re my grandson!”
Lu Xingchuan’s anger shot straight to the top of his head. “You think I wouldn’t dare?”
Shen Yan laughed loudly three times. “Grandson!”
With that, he felt much better about the frustration he’d been bottling up from the game, even though his mammary glands had basically already degenerated away.
Bang!
He slammed the door shut and went back to playing his game.
“So quick to claim kinship with the production team?” Pei Heng looked at Lu Xingchuan and gave him a thumbs up. “A true role model.”
With that, he also closed his door and went back inside.
Aaaaargh!
Lu Xingchuan wanted to scream, roar, and howl on the spot!
What was wrong with this world!
On the first floor.
The director plopped down on the ground, wanting to burst into tears.
How the hell was he supposed to film this show!
Huh!
How!
Who could tell him, how!
Silence, silence… perish in silence or erupt in silence!
The director did a carp flip and jumped up.
“I will erupt!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Countless staff members looked over.
The director commanded with a majestic tone, “All departments, attention! Start broadcasting!”
The livestream room opened.
『Ahhhh! Is this Teacher Lu’s big villa?』
『Still calling him Teacher Lu? His house has already collapsed. Some fans, I suggest you don’t love him too much.』
『How did it collapse? The private villa thing was a complete misunderstanding. Teacher Lu has too many villas and misremembered the address… is that called a collapse?』
『Yes, yes, yes, too many villas, wrong address, but that doesn’t stop him from turning around and trying to frame Shen Yan. What an ugly face. No wonder Shen Yan spat in his face.』
As soon as the livestream began, Lu Xingchuan’s fans were already going all out in the bullet comments, fighting with every passerby.
The director wiped away bitter tears.
No matter what, his popularity was still pretty high.
The six guests arrived on the first floor one after another.
The director took a deep breath and silently chanted: dating variety show, dating variety show, dating variety show.
With a smile on his lips, he said, “After all that commotion, you must all be hungry. The show has prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone.”
Bai Jing immediately cheered, “Yay!”
Song Qianshan gently patted her head. “Fool, there’s definitely a mission involved. Look at how slyly the director is smiling.”
Director: …
He smiled at Song Qianshan. “Bingo! Teacher Song is really smart! Right! To increase everyone’s interaction, the production team has prepared a thoughtful little game.”
“The name of the game is… Pink Hand-in-Hand!”
Heh!
Pink, and hand-in-hand.
He refused to believe that his show wouldn’t have the stench of romance… no, the fragrance of romance!
“As the name suggests, guests who complete a task together must always hold hands during the task. Letting go means the task fails.”
“The party that fails the task won’t get any food.”
“As for the pairing, of course, we’ll draw lots. Two people per group.”
A staff member brought up a large box.
“There are six colored bracelets in the box. Guests who draw the same color form a group.”
“Before holding hands, the group members must look into each other’s eyes for five seconds, and then say what you most want to say to each other at that moment.”