Is there no one left in this world you care about?

"Director, where are we going?"

On the morning of the final day of this installment of Dating Show Livestream, the director had the guests board the bus without explaining their task or destination.

"Clang, clang, clang."

Director Ji produced a gong from somewhere and began striking it. The assistant director had a small drum hanging against his chest and obligingly beat along.

The gongs and drums made a tremendous racket. Clearly, there was some monumental good news.

"Aren't we missing the firecrackers?" Jiang Chuyu couldn't help teasing at the spectacle.

"First, setting off firecrackers is prohibited in this area. Second, a bus is no place for such dangerous behavior. Finally, obeying the law is every citizen's duty and responsibility."

Director Ji looked solemn and proud. "As long as we've set the mood."

"Back to business. I have some good news for all our esteemed guests. Our production team has come into an enormous windfall, open parenthesis, a massive investment, close parenthesis. We're rolling in money now, hahaha!"

Director Ji's face and voice were full of laughter.

"So our generous sponsor will cover all expenses for today's activities. Since it's a fairly long journey, we'll switch to a roomier vehicle with more comfortable seats at the entrance to the villa complex. Please enjoy today's trip!"

"Seriously? Why do I feel like the director's setting us up?"

"This isn't some kind of reverse psychology, is it?"

"An actual enormous windfall?"

The guests were all skeptical of Director Ji's unusual excitement and behavior. It would be good enough if the production team didn't screw them over. Would they really let them enjoy themselves?

[Guys, is the sponsor the one we know about?]

[I think so. What do you guys think?]

[Hehe, we're in for a show. I'm staying here all day to see what they get up to.]

[+1]

[This is an interesting start!]

[What are you talking about? Who's the sponsor?!]

Viewers looking for entertainment poured into the livestream, cheerfully saying things only they understood.

The bus came to a stop at the entrance to the villa complex.

The guests got off one after another. Looking at the stretch vehicle parked ahead, they were momentarily speechless, their expressions a little blank.

"This..."

"Uh..."

Seeing the guests looking rather dazed, Director Ji couldn't help explaining.

"The sponsor has other, better cars, but those won't fit this many people. Only this ordinary stretch vehicle will do. You'll have to make do."

"Huh?"

"Ordinary?"

"Make do? You call a stretch Rolls-Royce making do?"

"Have I misunderstood what 'make do' means?"

After Director Ji's explanation, the guests looked even more stunned.

[Huh?]

The livestream's comments also filled the screen with "Huh?" to express their astonishment.

Listen to that. Was that something a normal person would say?

[This one car already shows how loaded the sponsor is.]

[Everything the sponsor said before was true, wasn't it?!]

[Is he really that rich?! My eyes are bleeding with envy, waaaah.]

[Oh, sponsor, what harm would one more son in this world do you?]

[Tsk, young people these days call anyone with money Daddy. I'm different. I'm willing to be Master's dog.]

[Hahahahaha, is there no one left in this world you care about?]

"I'm only passing on the sponsor's exact words. Get in. Have a pleasant journey."

Smiling, Director Ji extended a hand to usher them in. The driver had already opened the door and was waiting.

"Wow, these sofa seats are really comfortable."

"There are more than ten people in here, and there's still so much room."

"The fruit and pastries are great too. This really will be an enjoyable trip."

The guests leaned happily against their seat backs, unable to stop marveling.

They occasionally looked at the scenery outside or sampled the food prepared in advance, thoroughly at ease.

"Although I don't want to look like some country bumpkin who's never seen the world, I really have never seen anything like this."

The moment Jiang Chuyu spoke, he put everyone's feelings into words, his smile bright.

"How are you so cute?"

Song Jincheng turned to look at Jiang Chuyu, his eyes practically overflowing with affection and his voice exceedingly gentle.

"Heh heh heh." Jiang Chuyu gave a few polite, dry chuckles and reached for the grapes in the fruit platter.

Jiang Chuyu thought he had escaped, but he hadn't expected the other man to go even further.

Song Jincheng held a neatly peeled grape right in front of Jiang Chuyu. "I peeled it for you."

It had to be said that Song Jincheng had some skill when it came to promoting a ship.

He seized every opening to feed the shippers sweet moments.

Still smiling, Jiang Chuyu politely declined. "Thank you, but I usually like eating grapes with the skin on."

The moment Jiang Chuyu finished speaking, everyone's gaze fell on the grape skins he had just peeled off and left on the table.

In a flash, Jiang Chuyu swept the grape skins on the table into his mouth.

"My personal habits are just that strange. Sorry to make a fool of myself." Jiang Chuyu smiled in self-deprecation, seeming a little embarrassed.

"All right."

Song Jincheng said nothing more. He merely tossed the freshly peeled grape onto the table, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his hands.

[What's wrong with Jiang Chuyu? Our boy peeled a grape for him himself, and that's his attitude?]

[Jiang Chuyu, I suggest you stop being so ungrateful.]

[My poor boy. We don't want a trash bottom like that.]

[Hahaha, I'm dying. Jiang Chuyu's determination to avoid being linked with him is practically spilling out of the screen.]

[Doesn't he have hands? Can't he peel his own grapes? Can't you see he thinks your precious boy is dirty?]

[Is your precious boy some god descended to earth? What's so abnormal about not being interested in him?]

[You can't blame anyone else. Blame your precious boy for insisting on cozying up to someone who's giving him the cold shoulder.]

Most of the livestream's viewers had originally been Song Jincheng's fans, so they had always controlled the discussion, constantly insulting everyone else while Song Jincheng alone was the most innocent.

Today, the livestream had a high concentration of viewers looking for entertainment. Their comments were sarcastic, witty, funny, and infuriating.

"Director, how long will we be driving?"

Perhaps noticing the awkward atmosphere inside the car, Pei Lan took the initiative to bring things back on track.

"It's a two-hour drive. You can all rest and relax for now. Eat, drink, or sleep as you please."

Director Ji glanced at the estimated arrival time on the navigation map and said with a smile, "That way, you'll have the energy to face the challenges ahead."

"Huh?"

Director Ji's words left everyone dumbfounded.

"If we don't chat or play any games the whole way, won't everyone get bored just watching?"

The most important thing in a variety show was entertainment value. What was interesting about a livestream where they did nothing and didn't even talk?

"I'll temporarily turn off your microphones, and the cameras won't be pointed at you either. You can all rest without worrying. Making sure you're well rested is what matters most."

Director Ji clearly had a plan. He said meaningfully, "As for the livestream, we can stream something else."

Stream something else?

What?