Lu Gougou really was a good alpha

He Jianing stood alone to one side, his fingers twisting together, his face as pale as paper.

They had clearly agreed on it last night.

While keeping their ship popular, he would help Fu Yunxi win Xie Lin over, then get Lu Ye for himself.

That way, those two could be split up once and for all.

But now, was Fu Yunxi trying to break their agreement unilaterally?

Did he no longer want to pursue Xie Lin?

Or did he no longer need him?

Fuck, he had known this damned alpha couldn't be trusted!

He Jianing let out a long breath, a shattered smile appearing on his face, the corners of his eyes faintly reddening.

"I'm fine. We agreed from the start that last place wouldn't get to eat. We can't break the rules."

If he played up how pitiful he was, someone might invite him to eat.

Besides, he could take a veiled jab at Lu Ye in the process. That man was the real culprit, after all. What was wrong with going without food along with him?

What. Was. Wrong?

He Jianing had it all planned out, but unfortunately, the others over there had no time to pay him any attention.

"Fu Yunxi, were you a starving ghost in your past life?"

Seeing that the beef was about to disappear, Lu Ye whipped up the plate, portioned some out for Yue Lan and Yu Zhiwei, then tipped everything left into Xie Lin's bowl.

Xie Lin looked at the beef in his bowl, paused with his chopsticks, then lowered his head and continued eating.

Fu Yunxi stared for a long while, but never quite dared to speak.

He actually wanted to put some food in Xie Lin's bowl, but Lu Ye was like a dog guarding his food, his eyes fixed on him.

The group scrambled for food, laughter ringing out constantly.

All alone, He Jianing stood in the wind, gazing at the white clouds above the distant jungle and silently shedding tears.

His silhouette from behind looked as pitiful as could be.

[Seriously, can Fu Yunxi just die? Ningbao, let's stop liking him. Even a pig would be better than that Fu guy.]

[Xie Lin was clearly the one who broke the rules. He was the one who called Lu Ye away.]

[LMAO, the director already said they could invite guests. Did He Jianing's fans not hear a word? Selective deafness?]

[Xi Paper Wraps Ning is officially dead and buried. There's no chance of it coming back to life.]

Just then, Fu Yunxi suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to He Jianing.

"Uh, um, Jianing, come eat with us!"

Everything suddenly fell silent.

Xie Lin spat a mouthful of water all over Lu Ye's face.

Lu Ye pulled out a tissue and slowly wiped it off. Not only was he not angry, he was grinning like an idiot.

"Babe, you sprayed your spit on my face. Does that count as kissing me?"

"..."

Xie Lin glared at him.

[Lu Ye, you little rascal. No wonder you've got a wife!]

[Fu Yunxi, hurry up and die. The food's all gone. What are you calling Ningbao over for now?]

[Probably to... lick the plates?]

[The production team is seriously inhuman. They're just going to let Ningbao starve?]

[He deserves it. If he'd picked up even one backpack while searching for supplies earlier, he wouldn't have ended up without so much as a sip of water.]

He Jianing had noticed long ago that the table was empty. Hearing this, he merely smiled.

"I'm fine. As long as you're happy, Yunxi."

Inwardly, however, he had already cursed everyone present, including Lu Ye.

"Hehe, everyone's finished eating, right? Let's move on to the next game."

The director held up his little megaphone, his face wreathed in a broad grin.

"Partner planks. Thirty reps."

[Thank goodness. Ningbao doesn't need to exert himself. He just has to lie on the ground. This one's a sure win!]

"We'll keep the previous pairs. One person lies on the ground, and the other does planks. As for who's on top and who's underneath, decide for yourselves."

Fu Yunxi looked at Xie Lin, his eyes gleaming.

"I'll be on top, you underneath!"

Xie Lin held up a hand, politely declining.

"No, no, no. You can't do it. I'll be on top, you underneath!"

These days, just hearing "can't do it" set Fu Yunxi off. His face and neck immediately flushed with anger.

"I'll be on top, you underneath! I'll show you whether I can! Do! It!"

Lu Ye's brows drew tight. He wished he could go over and kick him to death.

Having gone without food, He Jianing spoke weakly, struggling to muster a faint smile as he looked at Lu Ye.

"President Lu, sorry for the trouble in a moment."

Lu Ye's attention was entirely on Xie Lin. He didn't even glance at him.

"No trouble. I have a Privilege Card."

While He Jianing stood stunned, Lu Ye had already raised his hand.

"Director, I'd like to use my Privilege Card."

"Go ahead!"

The director looked at He Jianing, his eyes full of sympathy, along with the excitement of someone who didn't mind making a spectacle even bigger.

"Then, Mr. He, there's no one to do the task with you..."

He Jianing's heart sank, and an ominous feeling instantly came over him.

The director continued in a drawn-out voice.

"You've failed your task!"

[Fuck, Lu Ye is such a fucking bastard. He made our Ningbao fail another task!]

[Lu Gougou really is a good alpha. His wife Tao Miaomiao is the only one in his heart, and he absolutely refuses to flirt with any other guests.]

[Exactly, exactly. So sweet!]

He Jianing looked as though he'd been struck by lightning. His body swayed, and he could barely stay on his feet.

"If I failed... is there a punishment?"

Even the director felt a little bad, but he still nodded.

"Yes. Cluck like a chicken."

He Jianing's tears finally fell.

He stood there panting for quite a while, then suddenly rolled his eyes back and toppled stiffly backward.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. He-"

Well practiced, the director hurriedly moved him into the shade with the crew, fanning him and pressing the spot above his upper lip.

As expected, a fresh wave of abuse swept across the internet, accusing the production team of being inhuman and mistreating the guests.

Meanwhile, Fu Yunxi was still arguing with Xie Lin about who would be on top and who would be underneath.

Yue Lan had already finished thirty planks with ease and was standing to one side with Yu Zhiwei, watching the show.

The assistant director shook his head and helplessly raised his megaphone.

"Rock-Paper-Scissors! If you argue until dark, we won't need to film the show anymore!"

"Fine. One round decides it!"

"Okay!"

Fu Yunxi was brimming with fighting spirit, fierce flames burning in his eyes.

He had to use this game to prove he could do it!

He took a deep breath and thrust out his fist.

At the same time, Xie Lin spread all five fingers and held out his hand-

He had lost!

Fu Yunxi stared at that fair palm, its blue veins clearly visible, and finally squeezed out two words:

"Go again!"

"Again, my ass!"

Xie Lin really wanted to kick this idiot to death.

How had he never noticed how stupid and dim this man was back when they were dating?

He sneered.

"We agreed one round would decide it. What, Film Emperor Fu can't take a loss?"

Lu Ye's voice drifted over from the side, thick with mockery.

"The most important thing in life is keeping your word. Does Film Emperor Fu enjoy cheating that much?"

Fu Yunxi instantly flushed scarlet. Reluctantly, he lay down on the ground, shut his eyes, and steeled himself.

"Come on!"

Xie Lin scoffed.

"You're nuts. You're acting like someone's about to r*pe you. You're just unlucky!"

With that, he straddled him, planted his hands on either side of him, and looked down at him from above.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

As he smelled the cedar scent coming off Fu Yunxi, Xie Lin's expression grew uglier and uglier. Suddenly-

With a loud retch, he threw up!

Stomach acid mixed with the beef, poached fish, rice, and everything else he'd eaten for lunch poured all over Fu Yunxi's head and face!

Dead silence fell.

Fu Yunxi lay stiff for a long while before wiping his face and letting out a scream.

"Aaaaaaah! Xie Lin, you fucking-"

Xie Lin, meanwhile, instantly retreated three meters away and leaned against a tree, continuing to dry-heave.

"Your pheromones... urgh... are seriously... so disgusting... blegh..."

Everyone there wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Holding it in was agonizing.

Lu Ye immediately rushed over, gently patted Xie Lin's back, and handed him several tissues, the corners of his mouth nearly reaching his ears.

"Are you okay? Here, wipe your mouth!"

Xie Lin reached out to take them and dry-heaved a few more times before tilting his deathly pale face toward the sky.

Was this physical revulsion?

So disgusting!

[Hahahahaha I'm fucking rolling on the floor laughing!]

[Xie Lin: Your pheromones stink. Fu Yunxi: ??? My pheromones smell like cedar!!]

[I could watch that expression on Lu Ye's face a hundred times, all worried and trying not to laugh!!]

[Production team, please blur Film Emperor Fu out already. This image practically reeks...]

[Am I the only one who noticed Lu Ye carries tissues around? What an absolutely perfect alpha!!]

Fu Yunxi sat up and looked at the vomit covering him. His eyes reddened, and he burst into loud sobs.