Fans were heartbroken to see their idol starving and criticized the production team as exploitative.
After eating about half full, Wen Feiran's fatigue gradually dissipated, and warmth spread from her stomach throughout her body, feeling very comforting.
He breathed a sigh of relief with a happy expression, put down his chopsticks, and ate at a slower and slower pace.
Su Shangting also reverted to his arrogant young master persona, his back straight, cutting the steak with elegant movements, chewing slowly, his skin having a porcelain-like texture under the light, like a mannequin in a shop window.
Meanwhile, Zou Yuxing next to him, forked a large piece of steak, stuffed it into his mouth, and revealed a blissful expression.
Wen Feiran was amused by the contrast between the two; it was hard to imagine that they had grown up together.
Childhood sweethearts
Hearing the laughter, Zou Yuxing shared with Wen Feiran, "You should try this, it's especially delicious."
Su Shangting frowned. "What kind of taste do you have? Feiran, this is much better!"
The two were about to start arguing again, Wen Feiran was caught in the middle, looking innocent and helpless.
Seeing this, Guan Yunning's hand holding the knife and fork tightened, and she couldn't help but bite her lower lip.
He had a strong sense of crisis; if he didn't do something soon, his appearance on this variety show would be a waste of time, and he would end up gaining nothing.
As his thoughts raced, an idea suddenly popped into his head.
Everyone has problems. In a place like the entertainment industry, which is a mixed bag, apart from the privileged young masters from wealthy families who are well protected, everyone has secrets and stains. Wen Feiran is no exception.
Guan Yunning thought this, she suddenly poured Wen Feiran a glass of wine, looking at him with a smile, "Feiran, I don't know why, but the moment I saw you, I liked you so much. It's probably just a physical attraction. I'm so lucky to be recording the same variety show with you. I'll toast you."
Hearing Guan Yunning's sincere confession, Wen Feiran was somewhat flattered and pursed her lips shyly, "I'm also very happy to have met you."
Guan Yunning winked at him playfully, and with a few words, she pushed him to the brink. "Then you have to give me this face and drink this cup of wine."
Wen Feiran hesitated for a few seconds.
Guan Yunning deliberately seized the opportunity to make a fuss, "What's wrong? Didn't you say you were happy to meet me?"
Wen Feiran chuckled awkwardly, "I rarely drink, so I don't know how much I can hold my liquor."
"It's okay," Guan Yunning said, trying to reassure him. "You look like you can hold your liquor a lot, you won't get drunk."
Wen Feiran was stunned. "You can read faces? You can even tell that?"
Guan Yunning: "..."
She has such an innocent and pure face, yet she speaks to him in a sarcastic and sarcastic way; it's infuriating!
Guan Yunning without saying a word, urging Wen Feiran on with her silent presence.
Wen Feiran took the wine glass, took a small sip, and looked bewildered and confused before tilting her head back and drinking it all in one gulp.
Guan Yunning deliberately said, "It sounds like you're drinking poison, but I didn't put any poison in it."
Wen Feiran shook her head repeatedly, "That's not what I meant. I just don't understand why everyone likes this taste. It's not sweet, not sour, and not salty. What's the point of drinking it? We might as well just drink plain water."
"That's because you don't understand the subtleties of wine." Zou Yuxing took a small sip, then turned to Wen Feiran and said, "Go sit at the children's table."
Wen Feiran: "..."
For a grown man, this was mockery and humiliation, and Wen Feiran's temper flared up. He unusually assertive said, "No way! It's just drinking, who's afraid of who?"
Without Guan Yunning needing to force him to drink, Wen Feiran picked up the wine bottle, poured himself another glass, and downed it in one gulp.
"Have you tasted its subtlety yet?" Zou Yuxing winked at him.
"..." No.
But to save face, Wen Feiran nodded.
Guan Yunning knew he had a high alcohol tolerance, so he deliberately got Wen Feiran drunk, hoping that she would blurt out her dirty secrets while intoxicated, ruining her public image and causing her to disappear from the show completely.
Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Guan Yunning's smile widened as he continued to urge Wen Feiran to drink.
Aside from Wen Feiran and the other two having a good relationship, the new guests, who hadn't yet integrated into the group, relaxed at the dinner table, eagerly joining the conversation and drinking glass after glass, instantly building rapport.
When Wen Feiran drank the third glass, she felt her face getting hot and couldn't help but press the bottle against her face in the hope of cooling it down.
When Zou Yuxing turned around, she inadvertently caught sight of him, stared at him blankly for three seconds, and suddenly burst into laughter. "Feiran, your alcohol tolerance is too low! You haven't even finished a bottle yet, and your face is already so red. Do I need to drag you down later?"
Wen Feiran was unconvinced, but unsure of his own alcohol tolerance, his momentum waned slightly. He muttered under his breath, "Just you wait, the heat in my face will subside soon."
He held two wine bottles to his face, one in each hand, rubbing a blush against his fair skin. His cheeks bulged out, and his lips were slightly pouting. To maintain his imposing presence, his eyes were wide open, still clear, but shrouded in a misty haze. He was as beautiful as a bewitching enchantress emerging from a crimson dream; with just a blink, he stole people's breath away.
The viewers in the live stream who were obsessed with good looks couldn't sit still any longer.
[As long as Wen Feiran's looks hold up, I'll be a fan for life!]
[Wife, hurry up and get drunk. I request to sleep with you tonight. If anything happens while we're drunk, remember to take responsibility for me, okay? shy
[My goodness, this guy was criticized for being ugly last season. I seriously doubt if everyone was wearing glasses.]
[He even pouted, I get it, he just wants me to kiss him! kiss jpg]
[I can't take it anymore! When will I be able to successfully quit pornography?!]
Wen Feiran tried for a long time, but the cold wine bottle couldn't cool the heat off his face. He was discouraged, but he didn't want to admit defeat, so he poured himself another glass of wine. Guan Yunning was worried that he would back down at the last minute, so she quickly clinked glasses with him. After Wen Feiran drank it all in one gulp, the smile in his eyes grew wider and wider.