You Have Principles and Loyalty!

As the only ordinary person, Lu Chen had no idea the second-generation heirs being interviewed had suddenly become so focused.

Seeing that the wheel had landed, he smiled and read aloud, "Focus on one person and hug another person."

"Sister Weiwei, you have a lot of power this time."

Chen Qiwei nearly blurted out, "That Song Yichuan—why don't you and Fu Zhouchi do it!"

"Ahhh, I bet you just dislike that Fu dog!"

If I give up the assigned task and just drink until I'm wasted, can I block out the inner voices?

Sigh, I'll help Jiajia stall for as long as I can.

Lu Chen had not expected things to get this tense. A shadow flickered through his eyes. "Pair them up! Pair them up!"

Huo Renjie, never one to fear making things bigger, stupidly joined in the heckling.

Meng Qiongqi shot him a sidelong glare and silently mouthed, "Brain-dead idiot."

Song Yichuan indeed chose the beer in front of him. "I'll drink."

Fu Zhouchi, who had been dragged into this mess for no reason, watched it all coldly. Though his expression remained calm, an inexplicable sense of disappointment rose within him. When he caught sight of Yan Jinyu's barely suppressed smile from the corner of his eye, his embarrassment and anger deepened.

That scheming illegitimate son of the Yan Family is actually love-struck? He's not even pretending anymore—he's openly picking fights on the spot just to steal someone?

What, relying on his inheritance advantage to start looking down on everyone?

Does he not plan to cooperate with the Fuji Group anymore?

While Fu Zhouchi grumbled bitterly to himself, the gears of fate kept turning. After Song Yichuan was selected, he became the next player.

He gave the wheel a hard spin. The pointer whirled rapidly before slowly coming to a stop more than ten seconds later.

Huo Renjie leaned forward to take a look.

"Ha! Kiss yourself, or choose another guest here to kiss!"

The livestream viewers instantly got excited. "Yes! This is the kind of thrilling game segment we love!"

"Now we're talking! What was with all those sports competitions? Other than bare flesh, there was nothing to watch. I bet Song Yichuan will step up himself this time—what a perfect opportunity!"

"One kiss and it's official! Brother Yu and his ship are so sweet! I'm ready to screenshot it!"

The wait for the choice was clearly agonizingly long. The camerawoman immediately zoomed in, and Song Yichuan's face seemed frozen on-screen, delivering a direct visual blow.

He was actually very distinctive-looking. His features were sharply sculpted, not at all delicate or frail. His eyes and brows were exquisite and dazzling; when the lights shifted, they seemed to hold fallen stars. His nose bridge was high, his lips thin and pink, and there was even beer foam at the corner of his mouth. He looked so tempting that people wanted to devour him, yet did not dare profane him lightly.

"Ah!"

"So handsome!"

"Why didn't I ever get Song Yichuan's looks before?"

"A face this gorgeous really should have become popular, but who told him to pull so many ridiculous stunts early on?"

"Will he kiss someone? Hurry up and kiss!"

"If no one makes a move, I'm licking my screen!"

"Lu Chen, kiss Fu Zhouchi!"

Song Yichuan's voice remained lazy, but Lu Chen froze when he heard it.

"What?"

He had not heard wrong, had he? Song Yichuan was actually giving up such a good opportunity?

Although Lu Chen did not understand why, the other wealthy heirs completely understood Song Yichuan's thinking, because his inner voice had not stopped.

Those two? Let dogs be locked together with dogs. Don't let them harm anyone else!

That Fu dog acts all high and mighty on the surface, but he's actually been impatient for ages. Once he gets what he wants, shouldn't he thank me? Hopefully, his way of thanking me is getting out of my sight.

Fu Zhouchi was so furious he wanted to smash a wall.

"What should we do?"

"Th-this doesn't seem right, does it?"

Lu Chen had already begun to act bashful.

"I'm not familiar with Vice President Fu yet. How about I drink instead?"

Before he could finish, Fu Zhouchi across from him had already downed the beer in his cup in one gulp.

Not only did this leave Lu Chen rooted to the spot, Song Yichuan also looked over in surprise. Such a great chance, and that Fu dog isn't taking it? What's with that?

Saving his strength for bed?

Fu Zhouchi truly could not listen anymore. He deliberately interrupted Song Yichuan's inner voice. "I'm going to the restroom."

The moment he stood up and lifted his butt off the chair, another puzzled thought sounded in his mind.

Going to pee again so soon?

Could it be a post-surgery side effect?

His stream is short?

"Hahaha!" Huo Renjie could not hold back his laughter. "A short stream? How the hell did he come up with that?"

"Fu Zhouchi is seriously miserable. He'll probably get mocked for this forever."

By the time the variety show filming ended, Huo Renjie was laughing so hard that tears came out. When he subconsciously turned his head, however, he met Fu Zhouchi's death glare. With a choked sound, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he quickly sat up properly in fright.

"My turn, right?"

Lu Chen sullenly finished his drink and placed his hand on the wheel. "I hope I get a guest who can afford to play."

His words carried a hint of bitterness and resentment, but that was normal under the circumstances. After all, he had been obviously excluded ever since the livestream began.

What was even stranger was that these wealthy heirs seemed able to communicate with just a glance, without speaking at all. No matter how hard Lu Chen tried, he could not fit in.

Originally, Lu Chen had placed all his hopes on Fu Zhouchi, only to discover that he was someone who fled at the crucial moment.

"That's right. If you can't afford to play, why choose the game? You might as well go back to your room and sleep early."

"Poor Chenchen. With such great potential, he only came on this variety show to be a background character."

"Why not quit and join an idol competition directly?"

"I used to really like Fu Zhouchi's type. He and Chenchen were such a perfect match, but now he looks like a scumbag who can't make up his mind." The pointer quickly came to a stop.

Lu Chen took one look and secretly sneered, but when he raised his face, he still wore an innocent, harmless expression.

"Tell the guest across from you a secret that no one knows."

After he finished speaking, the person across from him showed no reaction, so he raised his glass toward Yu Jiajia.

"You don't want to drink and avoid it too, do you?"

Yu Jiajia's expression became panicked and awkward.

For a boring game like this, she could have simply made up a story to fool everyone. But Song Yichuan, the king of gossip, could tell truth from lies immediately. What if he exposed her on the spot?

What should I do?

It's just too hard to say!

"Jiajia."

Lu Chen urged her with a smile.

"Fine, I'll say it."

Yu Jiajia gritted her teeth and stamped her foot, just about to go all out, when the lazy voice from across the room interrupted her.

"Sigh, it's just a game. Is there really a need to morally blackmail someone? If she doesn't want to say it, then she doesn't have to. I'll drink for her!"

Yu Jiajia had not even reacted before she saw Song Yichuan chug the can of beer in front of him.

Can she really talk about how her biological grandfather kept a female college student in the media department?

Wouldn't the entire internet mock her to death? If it were someone else, that would be one thing, but the woman he kept is her classmate. If word got out, wouldn't she want to smash her head against a wall and die? Where would she find the courage to expose herself?

Come on, use your brain!

Although the news would soon spread throughout the wealthy circle anyway, Yu Jiajia still felt so touched that she almost cried.

Gossip King, you really have principles and loyalty!