President Pei Is So Doting

"Shanshan, I'm really sorry." Xie Li stood beside Song Qianshan and apologized sincerely.

Song Qianshan looked toward the field, cupped her hands around her mouth, and shouted, "President Pei, go! Jingjing, go!"

She completely ignored Xie Li.

Xie Li twisted his body pitifully. Seeing that Song Qianshan still had no intention of acknowledging him, he turned and cheered for Shen Yan and Lu Xingchuan as well.

"Xingchuan, go!"

"Shen Yan, go!"

Shen Yan lay draped over Lu Xingchuan's shoulder, doing his utmost to mess with his head.

"If you lose, Xie Li won't get any food either. You already made Xie Li miss out on food yesterday. If he still doesn't get to eat today because of you, hehe~"

"You're not as handsome as President Pei, your family background isn't as good as President Pei's, and if you can't even beat President Pei at a game, what face will you have left to see Xie Li? Hehe~"

"Xie Li may be cheering for you, but his eyes are already checking out President Pei's long legs. Lu Xingchuan, coming on this show has cost you both your reputation and your wife. I'm really worried for you, hehe~"

"Shut up!" Lu Xingchuan carried Shen Yan on his back and sprinted forward with every ounce of strength he had.

The more Shen Yan talked, the more anxious he became.

Meanwhile, Pei Heng beside him was like a rocket, shooting ahead in an instant. He could not catch up at all.

Was he really going to embarrass himself in front of Xie Li?

Lu Xingchuan gritted his teeth and chased after him with all his might.

Unfortunately.

By the time he reached the other side, Pei Heng had already returned to the finish line.

The director announced in a loud voice, "The Pei Heng, Bai Jing, and Song Qianshan team wins!"

Shen Yan clicked his tongue twice and climbed down from Lu Xingchuan's back, where he was panting like a donkey. "Your effort was like a tiny little fart!"

Lu Xingchuan had nearly run his lungs out to win.

Now that Shen Yan was mocking him, rage surged through him. "If you're so capable, why didn't you do it? All you know is how to talk!"

Shen Yan rolled his eyes. "I told you that you couldn't do it and that I should go, but you insisted you could. If you've lost your memory again, why not watch the livestream replay later? I'm not showing you the recording."

Lu Xingchuan's face instantly turned black as a pot.

[Serves you right! Lu Xingchuan, you scumbag!]

[I feel so sorry for how humble and pitiful Shen Yan used to be.]

[Shen Yan is great now. If he doesn't like it, he fights back. If he has something to say, he says it. His mental state is pretty good.]

Lu Xingchuan was rendered speechless. With a dark face, he walked back.

Xie Li looked at Song Qianshan ingratiatingly. "I knew President Pei would definitely win, which is why I chose Xingchuan. Shanshan, for breakfast's sake, don't be mad at me."

Song Qianshan was nearly angered into laughter. She said bluntly, "Then I should be deeply grateful and thank you for giving me the chance to eat breakfast."

Xie Li had wanted to act cute, but instead received a cold response. He was immediately at a loss and aggrieved. "That's not what I meant, Shanshan."

Song Qianshan did not acknowledge him again and slowly stood up.

Bai Jing had already run over and cheerfully supported Song Qianshan. "Shanshan, let's go eat a feast!"

Pei Heng waved at Shen Yan. "Call me big brother, and I'll take you to eat a feast."

Xie Li had originally wanted to put on an innocent, aggrieved act for the cameras.

When he heard Pei Heng's words, he immediately looked at Shen Yan in shock.

Why did Pei Heng let Shen Yan call him big brother?

But not him?

Shen Yan and Lu Xingchuan came over one after the other. Upon hearing that, Shen Yan jumped three feet into the air and called out, "Big brother."

Without the slightest hesitation.

Who could hesitate in the face of delicious food?!

Pei Heng's eyes were full of gentle amusement. "Come on. I'll take you to eat a feast."

Lu Xingchuan darkened his face and asked the director, "Weren't only the winning team members allowed to eat breakfast?"

Before the director could answer, Pei Heng said first, "But the rules never said the winners couldn't invite the losers."

Director: ...

You really found that loophole!

[President Pei is so doting!]

[If Shen Yan wins, President Pei might not get food, but if President Pei wins, Shen Yan will definitely get food.]

[Jury! Give me some do!]

Amid the cheering barrage of comments, Pei Heng, Shen Yan, Bai Jing, and Song Qianshan sat down at that dining table once again.

[This scene feels familiar.]

[Hahahaha, it was these four having hotpot yesterday, and today it's these four having breakfast again.]

[If they're going to play the bullying-and-exclusion game even while filming a show, they might as well stop filming. So boring.]

[Can't accept losing? Then win if you want to eat!]

[Didn't Shen Yan lose too?]

[But Shen Yan has a good husband!]

[Hahahahahaha, exactly!]

Xie Li and Lu Xingchuan's fans were furious, but they could not out-argue the others. The more they argued, the angrier they became.

Sure enough, balance always existed in this world.

Xie Li and Lu Xingchuan's fans were angry.

But the director was delighted.

Looking at the trending Weibo hashtag #Jury Give Me Do#, the director grinned from ear to ear.

No matter what, his dating show had finally started to have the feeling of romance.

Though the process was full of bitterness and hardship.

The cameraman watched the director warily, feeling that he was a little perverted. Unable to hold it in, he asked, "I didn't expect you to like filming this kind of scene."

The director was thoroughly confused by his words, though the smile was still spread across his face. "What kind of scene?"

The cameraman glanced at the trending topic on the director's phone. "Do!"

The smile on the director's face vanished in an instant. He raised his hand and slapped the cameraman. "Are you a pervert?"

The cameraman let out a miserable cry. "Which one of us is the pervert? You were staring at the word 'do' and grinning so lewdly! You've been smiling for three whole minutes and forty-two seconds!"

The director flew into a rage. "Get lost!"

A lavish breakfast came to a perfect end amid the laughter and chatter of the four of them.

Those who won enjoyed a delicious breakfast.

Those who lost had to wash the pots and dishes and clear the table.

Xie Li smiled at Lu Xingchuan. "Xingchuan, it's okay. My appetite isn't that good anyway."

Lu Xingchuan had not thought much of it at first.

But when Xie Li suddenly said that, all the things Shen Yan had said while lying on his back came rushing through his mind.

He was not as handsome as Pei Heng.

His family background was not as good as Pei Heng's.

He was not as good as Pei Heng at games either.

From yesterday until now, Xie Li had not gotten a proper meal while following him.

Xie Li had wanted Shen Yan kicked off the show, and he had botched that too.

Overwhelmed by guilt, Lu Xingchuan grew angrier the more he thought about it. The angrier he got, the less he could stop thinking about it. Of course, self-blame was impossible.

He turned and snapped at Shen Yan, "Even if you were invited over to mooch breakfast, you still belong to our team. Are you really going to make me and Xiao Li clean up the dining area by ourselves?"

Shen Yan had just risen from the table and was preparing to clear away the bowls after eating.

Upon hearing that!

Clang!

The bowl he had picked up was placed back on the table.

Seeing this, Xie Li hurried forward.

As long as Shen Yan truly refused to clear the dishes, he would definitely be criticized.

Xie Li urged, "Shen Yan, don't be angry. It's fine, it's fine. I know you're in a bad mood today because of the dirt about you on Weibo. I understand. Xingchuan and I can clean up here. Go take a walk in the yard and clear your head."

As he tried to persuade Shen Yan, he tugged Lu Xingchuan and deliberately said, "Xingchuan, forget it."

"Why should we? Everyone participated in the game fairly. Why do you get special treatment?" Lu Xingchuan was filled with pent-up anger, and he could not suppress it at all.