Give Them a Boost!

The director sat on a little stool, grinning so broadly that he couldn't hide his gums at all.

This was what a dating show was supposed to be!

A sweet dating show!

Third floor.

Following the position of the red dot on the massive LED screen, Lu Xingchuan headed straight for the innermost room on the third floor.

The moment he opened the door, he gave the room a quick sweep with his eyes before finally locking onto the wardrobe.

[Ahhh, Lu Xingchuan is here!]

[He's here, he's here, he's heading for the wardrobe!]

[He's opening it!]

[Girls, are you ready?!]

[The action movie is coming!]

[Stack them on top of each other!!!!]

Amid the barrage of screaming comments, Lu Xingchuan yanked open the wardrobe doors.

Bang!

A huge pile of clothes came crashing down on Lu Xingchuan's head.

Caught off guard, Lu Xingchuan was struck so hard that he staggered back two steps with clothes piled over his head.

Shen Yan and Pei Heng, who had been hiding in the wardrobe, shot out like two leopards.

Then—

Just as Pei Heng was about to grab Shen Yan's hand and rush out the door,

Shen Yan turned and charged toward the window.

The sweet comments instantly became—

[Fuck!]

[Did Shen Yan run the wrong way? Fuck, that's a third-floor window! He'll fall to his death if he goes out there!]

[Holy shit, my heart rate is about to hit two hundred from watching a dating show!]

In the outside camera shot,

the instant Shen Yan rushed out, he grabbed the drainage pipe on the wall and climbed up with a few swift movements, scaling the rooftop terrace like an agile monkey.

[...]

[This counts as an action movie too, right?]

[Still, Shen Yan is so damn handsome! Those moves are making my legs weak.]

The viewers could see Shen Yan climb up, but Pei Heng couldn't. The very moment Shen Yan rushed out the window, Pei Heng immediately ran over to it.

When he saw Shen Yan make it onto the roof, he let out a huge sigh of relief.

He shook his head and smiled.

Then he turned around.

Lu Xingchuan, who had just pulled the clothes off his head, stood there staring at him with a resentful expression.

Pei Heng asked Lu Xingchuan, "So, are you going to kiss me now?"

[Fuck!]

[This somehow feels even more horrifying!]

[Hahahahahaha!]

Lu Xingchuan looked at Pei Heng darkly. "You knew Shen Yan before this?"

Leaning against the window, Pei Heng said, "That seems to have nothing to do with you."

Lu Xingchuan stared at Pei Heng. "What were you two doing in the wardrobe just now?"

[???]

[Lu Xingchuan, what are you doing?]

[Don't tell me Lu Xingchuan likes Shen Yan now? Get lost! Belated affection is cheaper than dirt!]

[Are you sick? Lu Xingchuan is just talking to Pei Heng. Why are all you delusional male fans losing your minds?]

[Yeah, yeah, we're delusional male fans—the kind who'll shove your precious idol's head into a toilet!]

[Still, I really want to know what they were doing in that dark wardrobe!]

"You want to know?" Pei Heng smiled. "But that's private business between Shen Yan and me. I don't want to tell you."

Lu Xingchuan glared at Pei Heng, his face dark as an inexplicable fury surged inside him.

That wardrobe wasn't large, and once the doors were shut, there had been so many clothes inside.

Two men over six feet tall, Pei Heng and Shen Yan, must have been pressed tightly together in there...

Lu Xingchuan didn't know why he was thinking about that, but he couldn't stop himself. He clenched his fist hard, turned, and walked out.

The moment Lu Xingchuan left,

Pei Heng spun around and rushed out through the window.

[Fuck, you scared the hell out of me, man!]

[Jury are made for each other! Even the way they get onto the roof is identical!]

Pei Heng grabbed the drainage pipe on the wall, exerted himself, and flipped straight up.

Once up there, he saw Shen Yan crouching beside a trash can, draping a large black garbage bag over himself and pretending to be a bag of trash.

Smiling with amusement in his eyes, Pei Heng walked over and crouched beside Shen Yan.

"Little trash bag, you've been exposed."

Shen Yan whipped off the garbage bag and glared furiously at Pei Heng. "You're the trash."

Pei Heng smiled. "Lu Xingchuan will be up here soon. What do we do?"

Lu Xingchuan had seen it clearly just now. After Shen Yan climbed out the window, he had scaled the wall to the rooftop terrace.

Yet when Lu Xingchuan rushed up, he couldn't see a single person.

Had Shen Yan left immediately after climbing up?

He searched the terrace once and found nothing, so Lu Xingchuan turned and left.

The moment he was gone, the garbage bag beside the trash can twitched.

Sweating profusely, Shen Yan yanked off the garbage bag and jumped up, pointing at Pei Heng as he snapped, "Are you insane? The garbage bag is so small, why did you insist on squeezing in? You nearly suffocated me!"

The moment Lu Xingchuan came up,

Pei Heng had reacted swiftly and plunged straight into Shen Yan's arms.

Before Shen Yan could even be knocked over by the impact, Pei Heng had pulled down the garbage bag, pressed his face tightly against Shen Yan's chest, and wrapped his arms firmly around Shen Yan's waist.

Looking at Shen Yan, whose head was covered in sweat, Pei Heng stood up with a deeply satisfied smile. He took out a handkerchief and handed it to him. "Wipe your sweat."

[Ahhhhh! Did they kiss inside the garbage bag?]

[They must have! Shen Yan's lips are so red!]

[Damn it, why wasn't I inside that garbage bag? I'm a distinguished VIP user!]

[Shen Yan is such a slut. He actually used such despicable methods to seduce President Pei. Disgusting, shameless!]

[??? Where did this lunatic come from? Can't your huge dog eyes see that Pei Heng voluntarily dove into Shen Yan's arms and forcibly pulled down the garbage bag?]

[That just woke me up—so which one of them is on top?]

[Fuck! Good question!]

The director sat on his little stool, his expression twitching for a moment.

He had originally been grinning with his gums out because of the sweet romance.

But before he had even smiled for three seconds, Shen Yan suddenly charging out the window had frightened him so badly that he nearly pissed himself on the spot.

Now Shen Yan and Pei Heng had crawled into the garbage bag together, and the scene had turned sweet again, yet he couldn't smile anymore.

He understood now.

Everything in this world was bound by a law of conservation.

If you laughed now, you would definitely cry later.

The director threw back his head and howled!

Aah!

Lu Xingchuan raced from the rooftop to the first floor and looked straight at the big screen.

The red dots representing Shen Yan and Pei Heng had overlapped again, and their position was on the roof.

Then why hadn't he found them just now?

Lu Xingchuan turned and rushed back toward the roof.

He charged up there.

Then searched the rooftop carefully once more.

Still nothing.

He left again.

The moment he was gone, there came rustling sounds beside the trash can. The garbage bag wriggled for a long while, but no one lifted it open.

The comments went completely wild.

[Oh my god, what are those two doing in there?!]

[Let me see, or I'll die right in front of you!]

[Please, kill me to give them a boost!]

[It's all scripted. No one actually believes it, right? Pei Heng is the president of Huancheng Group. How could he possibly be interested in someone like Shen Yan?]

Inside the garbage bag,

Pei Heng held Shen Yan down in his arms. "This time, you're the one in my arms. Why are you still unhappy?"

Shen Yan was so furious he cursed, "Is that the fucking issue here?"

Pei Heng looked utterly confused. "Then what is the issue?"