[When the suona plays, gold comes by the ton. Bring on the money, money, money-]
[How are the guests doing at their graves?]
[...Wait for the coffin's official announcement.]
[I swear I'll never trash Xie Lin again. I'm scared he'll send me straight to the afterlife.]
[I can't. I seriously love Tao Miaomiao to death.]
[If I weren't scared Lu Gougou would beat me to death, I'd have made my move ages ago. You think you'd get a turn?]
Xie Lin played with his eyes closed, utterly absorbed.
All the guests and production staff covered their ears in agony.
But the sound of that suona pierced straight through their eardrums.
Before long, everyone there lay sprawled on the ground with crooked mouths and rolling eyes, nearly ascending to heaven on the spot.
When the piece ended, Lu Ye clapped loudly, excitement written all over his face.
"That's my wife!"
Smiling, Xie Lin bowed to his audience.
#XieLinFuneralMarch# instantly shot up the trending list.
He Jianing watched, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Great. There was no need to buy fake engagement. He'd gotten himself trending and saved a fortune.
The director struggled to prop his upper body off the ground and reached out.
"Mr. Xie, spare us-"
The moment the words left his mouth, he collapsed again, sobbing with tears and snot streaming down his face.
A perfectly good dating show, utterly ruined by Xie Lin.
Fuck, I'll fight anyone who asks Xie Lin to perform again!
Viewers were watching with twitching mouths when they suddenly noticed Xie Lin had vanished from the screen.
Before long, he returned carrying a long table and set it on the ground with a clang.
"Quick, quick, quick, have some watermelon."
By the time all the staff climbed up from the ground, they found