They were single-mindedly focused on taking down Assistant Chen!

While the Production Crew plotted, the four Top Alphas were not idle either. They gathered in a surveillance blind spot in the hallway and spoke in low voices.

"I'm guessing today's task is weeding," Old Luo Fourth, the school's model student, analyzed calmly.

Old Luo Third gave a sinister smile. "No shit. You could figure that out with your ass. Who else is all that tall grass for?"

"Besides weeding, there might be some other scheme," Old Luo First mused with a frown. "After all, Assistant Chen has been in there for ten minutes."

Old Luo Second did not respond. He handed each of them an injection. "Standard suppressants. Take them first."

"Is that necessary?" Old Luo First gave a cool, glamorous smile. "Would the Production Crew really copy Running Man and make us tear off each other's Scent-blocking Patches?"

The moment he finished speaking, he noticed the cameraman beside him suddenly light up.

[Oh no, President Luo's probably going to cry. He actually gave the Production Crew an idea?!]

[These guys are hilarious. They deliberately found a surveillance blind spot, then let a cameraman film right beside them?!]

[What does that tell us?! It tells us these young masters don't treat us as outsiders at all! They're single-mindedly focused on taking down Assistant Chen!]

[Tear them off! Everyone, get tearing!]

Qin Yufan had no idea the livestream chat had already erupted. He was still in the bathroom, studying how to make the edge of the Scent-blocking Patch over his nape gland curl up so he could release pheromones without making it look so deliberate.

Hah, it was just one temporary mark. What was there to be so smug about?

If it had been me, I might already have gotten a permanent one. Why go through all that trouble?

Just as he thought that, a knock suddenly came from outside.

"Yufan, are you ready? It's almost time to gather."

It was that cheap little omega.

Qin Yufan curled his lip disdainfully, but his voice remained gentle. "Coming. Just a moment."

"Okay."

Meng Han answered from outside the door, then anxiously checked his watch.

There were fewer than five minutes until eight thirty. He could have gone downstairs early after getting ready, but Qin Yufan had insisted they go together.

They were both guest cast members, and he needed to maintain a good relationship, so he could not refuse.

But if he waited any longer, they would be late...

Meng Han had watched yesterday's show.

Assistant Chen was no pushover. If he got punished, he might not even get to eat.

While he was worrying, Qin Yufan finally opened the door. Seeing Meng Han's expression, he curved his lips into a smile. "You seem to be in a hurry?"

What do you mean, seem?

I'm fucking frantic!

Meng Han cursed inwardly, but remained timid on the surface. "N-no, I'm not."

"Good, then." Qin Yufan stepped out of the room and stood beside Meng Han. "Let's go."

Some scent drifted over, making Meng Han frown.

He was about to raise a hand to cover his nose when a question sounded beside him.

"Do you like Luo Chen?"

Meng Han froze. "N-no, I don't."

Who would like an arrogant, conceited dumbass like that?

Qin Yufan stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled brightly. "Omegas who lie go to hell, you know? Oh, right, what do your pheromones smell like?"

"L-lemon." Meng Han walked with his head lowered.

Qin Yufan's smile deepened. "Lemon, huh? That must be very sour."

Yep.

Damn sour.

Sour enough to kill you!

Meng Han muttered under his breath.

The cameraman followed the two of them, while comments flooded their separate livestream channel.

[Going to hell for lying? Isn't that a pretty vicious curse? Wasn't this violinist supposed to be modest and polite? Why am I not seeing any of that?]

[He can even mock someone over lemons? Just because they taste sour, does that mean they smell sour too?]

[I seriously can't stand Meng Han. Grow a spine and snap back! Watching this is giving me breast problems. Switching channels!]

[That's what being educated abroad is like. They're direct about everything and don't take offense either. If you can't take a joke, you can just leave the show.]

Reality shows had always been called the entertainment industry's monster-revealing mirror.

No matter how well someone had hidden themselves before, once cameras filmed them around the clock and people scrutinized every frame, their true colors could easily be exposed.

Although Qin Yufan understood this too, he clearly dismissed it and would certainly not let it constrain him.

He came from a wealthy business dynasty. Although it could not compare to a top-tier family like the Luo Family, it was still respectable.

If his family's business had not been declining over the past few years, he would not have returned from abroad and entered the entertainment industry to seek opportunities...

"Sorry, am I late?" Qin Yufan blinked in feigned surprise.

He truly had not expected these young masters, who always did as they pleased, to actually gather on time.

"Yes." Chen Bei nodded, timing it down to the second. "Six minutes late. You and Meng Han each lose six points."

Meng Han: "..."

Fuck, does anyone understand the pain of being dragged down by someone else?

"Do we really have to be so strict?" Qin Yufan smiled with pursed lips and looked toward Luo Chen for help.

But the latter had no attention to spare for him. He shot the brother beside him a look: See? I knew it. With these two stupid omegas here, I definitely won't come last.

Chen Bei clapped his hands. "All right, stop making eyes at each other. Even if your eyeballs fall out, nobody can do your tasks for you."

"I now announce that scene two of Oh my, so this is what wealthy young masters are really like: my days as a servant in a business dynasty has officially begun filming."

"..."

Silence fell over the scene. Only Director Meng, back in the monitoring room, belatedly coughed twice. "Hiss-"

"Why do I feel like he's stealing my lines?"

Once they stood in front of the villa's lawn, Qin Yufan took the initiative to approach Luo Chen. "Luo Chen, the assignments are out. We're on the same team."

Luo Chen gave a perfunctory reply. "Mm."

Then he began checking his weeding tools.

I have to win this time. If I get punished with scrubbing toilets again,

my constipation will probably get even worse!

He abruptly turned his head. "You'd better not cost me points! Otherwise, I'll make your whole family pay with their lives!"

"Of course not!" Facing Luo Chen's sharp gaze, Qin Yufan forced a smile. "I'm very good at physical work."

Luo Chen snorted coldly. "You'd better be."

On the other side, Meng Han stood trembling beside Luo Ming. "W-what can I help you with?"

"Staying away from me would be helping." As Luo Ming spoke with a look of disgust, he noticed Chen Bei approaching to inspect their tools. He hurried forward and asked in a lowered voice, "Why did you put Meng Han on my team?"

Chen Bei looked puzzled. "Don't you love stealing people from your eldest brother? Don't you want to be teamed with Meng Han?"

Come on.

You're the one I want to steal!

What does this lemon omega have to do with anything?

Is he trying to draw a line between us and prove his loyalty to my eldest brother?!

Fuck.

Now I want to steal him even more!

His thoughts having tangled their way to this point, Luo Ming's lips curled into a brazen, wicked smile. "I want you on my team."

"You wouldn't turn me down, would you, Assistant Chen?"

"Of course I-" Chen Bei began without hesitation.

But Luo Ming cut him off first. "My department has a special contribution award at the end of the year. The bonus is three hundred thousand. If you team up with me..."

"Then again, there are some tasks a supervisor must personally take part in, to lead by example."

Chen Bei smiled slightly. "President Luo, here's to a pleasant partnership."