Hubby, they scared me to death!

Of the four dating pairs, all except Shen Rui and Su Weiwang came back in failure. Forget romantic sparks during their dates-it was a miracle they hadn't started fighting.

Just because Bai Yuanyuan had spoken in a cutesy voice, Yan Yi had taken her straight to the hospital.

Meng Yun had no interest whatsoever in the delicate, frail Su Yu, and a young woman passing by had drawn his attention away instead.

Although Shen Rui and Su Weiwang hadn't done anything particularly sweet either, at least they had finished lunch in peace. And if you watched through a microscope, you could still find a few crumbs of sweetness.

Inside the director's tent at the villa, everyone looked glum.

Breathing from an oxygen cylinder, the director looked at his many colleagues and sighed.

"Go on, then. Does anyone have any other ideas?"

Sigh...

Sighs filled the tent.

"No, we can't give up like this. If splitting them into pairs for individual dates doesn't work, we'll put them all together." The chief director set down his oxygen cylinder and stood up resolutely, as though flames blazed behind him.

"Oh!" Everyone's fighting spirit was rekindled.

"Then what's our next move, Director?" the assistant director asked excitedly, looking at his senior.

"Do you know what kind of situation makes two people have more physical contact?" A sinister smile filled the chief director's face.

"No." The assistant director shook his head honestly.

"Idiot! When they're scared, of course. Why do you think those horror theaters attract so many young couples?" The chief director slapped the assistant director on the head. Did he really have to spell out something so simple?

"Brilliant, senior!" The assistant director rubbed the back of his head and smiled sinisterly too.

The next day, the staff led everyone onto the production team's bus.

"Are we going on a spring outing?" Bai Yuanyuan asked curiously.

"No." Xiaoyue smiled at the guests before her.

"One look tells you it won't be anywhere good," Shen Ting whispered into Yan Yi's ear beside him.

Yan Yi nodded.

Looking at the camera in front of his seat, Su Yu quietly rested his head on Si Chen's shoulder beside him.

[Aaaaah, he's leaning on him!]

[Those two are definitely real.]

[Came to see Shen Ting's dear son.]

[Get out, commenter above.]

[He called him that, but we're not allowed to come look? Si Chen's fans are so overbearing. Neener-neener.]

The bus soon stopped in front of their destination for the day.

Shen Ting tilted his head up to look at the enormous sign before him.

The six large characters for "Midnight Horror Theater" appeared before everyone, each one incorporating horror elements.

"That's it?" Shen Ting curled his lip. Ever since that morning, he'd seen every member of the production staff smiling and thought they were cooking up some big surprise. He hadn't expected it to be just a haunted house.

Unfortunately, he'd already played all these tricks to death. Boring, truly boring. Being invincible really was lonely.

"I'm sure everyone knows what today's activity is now. That's right, it's braving the horror theater! The production team will fit each of you with a decibel meter, which will record how loud you are during the game. At the end, you'll be ranked by your volume. The higher your ranking, the more lavish your dinner tonight!" Xiaoyue winked at the eight of them.

Shen Ting and Yan Yi were led into a pitch-black room.

"Hello, hello. Comrade Yan, please respond if you copy."

"Comrade Shen, Yan Yi copies."

Both wore serious expressions, as though they were about to carry out some incredible mission.

[What's going on? A spy thriller?]

[There's always something inexplicably funny about these two together.]

[Shen Ting, I'm begging you, go into comedy.]

"All right, kid, stick close. I'll carry you through this round." Shen Ting patted Yan Yi on the shoulder.

Yan Yi smiled and nodded.

They opened the room's only door. The moment they stepped out, they saw an old man carrying someone on his back.

"Husband~ Look, a delicious meal has come right to our door." A pale-faced woman dressed in red lay on the man's back, grinning at Shen Ting and Yan Yi as though they were a delicious dish.

"Yes, wife. We can feast now." The man's halting speech sounded even more sinister.

"Husband~"

"Wife~"

Their voices began intertwining, sounding particularly grating in the dark room.

Shen Ting picked his ear, quirked his lips, and gave a wicked smile.

"Hubby~~~" Shen Ting's voice took eighteen twists and turns as he tilted backward.

"Right here, wifey." Yan Yi played along and caught Shen Ting.

"Sh-she, they scared me to death~" Shen Ting kept pointing his little hand at the two dumbstruck NPCs before them.

"You've nearly scared my wife to death. Hurry up and pay for his emotional distress." Yan Yi raised his large hand, palm up.

"A-a shakedown?" The female NPC stared blankly at the scene before her.

Shen Ting lifted his head slightly from Yan Yi's arms, glanced at the two of them, then lowered it again.

"Owww, hubby~ My heart hurts, my stomach hurts, my back hurts, I hurt all over. Am I dying? Hah~ Hoo~"

Shen Ting began breathing hard, his chest heaving continuously.

"D-don't, don't hurt, don't hurt! It's not that we won't give you any, we just don't have any money," said the female NPC.

"No money? Then leave your clothes." Feeling the tug on his clothes, Yan Yi understood instantly.

"Huh?" Both NPCs gaped blankly.

"Take them off already!" Yan Yi roared.

"O-okay." The two quickly took off their outer red garments, revealing their own sweaters underneath.

Looking at the clothes before him, Shen Ting wriggled out of Yan Yi's arms.

"Put this on." Shen Ting tossed the other, larger outfit to Yan Yi.

"Um, can we leave now?" The female NPC wanted to cry but had no tears. She was clearly supposed to be the robber, so how had she suddenly become the one being robbed?

[The way Shen Ting said "hubby" left me completely stunned.]

[Hahahaha, I'm dying. Is this the legendary fighting magic with magic?]

[Female NPC: Is there a haunted house NPC more wronged than me?]

"Sure, sure. Oh, right, do you have any handy weapons here?" Shen Ting tugged at his bright red sleeves and smiled at the young woman before him.

The female NPC shuddered under his gaze and silently took an enormous imitation chainsaw from the side. "I swiped this chainsaw from the chainsaw man next door. Will it do?"

"Yes, yes. Give me that and the little speaker around your neck, and you can go."

Once Shen Ting had put on all his gear, he leaped onto Yan Yi's back.

Yan Yi securely gripped Shen Ting's thighs.

"Wahahaha, my little babies, here we come! Run to your hearts' content!" Shen Ting switched on the imitation chainsaw in his hand, and its deafening, terrifying roar instantly echoed throughout the haunted house.