The moment the two appeared on camera, netizens excitedly flocked to them, scrutinizing them with magnifying glasses to find juicy gossip.
[They Lasting! And the couple was even holding hands!]
[I'm so sad, I can't believe I've witnessed Lasting aftermath in my lifetime, the person involved is really something!]
[This guy's looks are absolutely stunning, I'm totally hooking up with my wife!!]
[Hiss... something's not right with these two, my wife's lips are all swollen.]
I don't believe nothing happened last night.
[I don't believe it either. My wife has a band-aid on her collar. What does that mean?]
[This indicates that President Feng has bitten him.]
[It could also be that they were biting while doing it]
My wife's walking speed has slowed down too; it must be because President Feng far.
Wen Jiu had a bad feeling. He glared at Feng Chi and snapped, "Were you secretly cursing me in your heart?"
Feng Chi shook his head, looking at him innocently, "No."
Wen Jiu was about to question them when suddenly a mournful wail came from the end of the second floor.
Wen Jiu instantly perked up.
"It's Fang Yu!" Wen Jiu grabbed Feng Chi's hand, forcefully pulling the man, who had one foot out of the stairs, around a corner, and without any buffer, he ran directly to the end of the left corridor.
Feng Chi sighed helplessly, his gaze never leaving the boy. "Slow down."
[My wife wanted to see the show, but Mr. Feng, who's 192cm President Feng grabbed her and dragged her away. He really is something else! I'm so upset!]
[But you forgot, your wife can lift a cement slab [doge emoji]]
[You upstairs, are you just naturally allergic to romance? Someone, get out of here!]
Fang Yu's wail completely baffled Shen Huaian and the director.
Several pairs of eyes peered in through the crack in the door, their gazes almost tangible.
Shen Huaian: "... It's just getting out of bed, is it really that big of a deal?!"
Fang Yu clung desperately to the blanket, his expression one of humiliation and sorrow. From Wen Jiu's perspective, he looked like a chaste and virtuous man guarding his integrity to avoid being assaulted.
But who would have thought he just didn't want to get out of bed?
Wen Jiu shook his head: Son, your father is very disappointed in you.
Fang Yu cried out, "Look! Look again! Is this a bed?"
Shen Huaian:?
The other guests curiously came in to take a look. Wen Jiu tried to hold back but couldn't resist. She took Feng Chi's hand and brought him to the bedside to examine him. Feng Chi sighed almost imperceptibly and stood obediently to the side.
The man's cold, handsome profile was right in front of the camera, and netizens instantly chose between enjoying the sweetness and watching the drama unfold.
[Hey honey, can I kiss you?]
[Damn, I'm watching this! I want to see President Feng get emotional.]
[Did you two get your wives' permission? Watch out, they might smash you with a cement slab... Never mind, let me take a screenshot first.]
[ President Feng Feng's charisma truly sets him apart in the domestic fishing industry.]
Wen Jiu rubbed her eyes, unable to find anything special about Fang Yu's bed. It was all arranged by the production team. Was it perhaps softer and more comfortable?
Shen Huaian crossed his arms and coldly glanced at him. "Isn't that right?"
"No." Fang Yu snuggled comfortably into the plush blanket, buried herself in it, and sighed, "This is heaven."
"..."
Fifteen minutes later, Fang Yu had been dragged downstairs by some unspeakable means and was sitting at the table eating in silence, had a bitter face and didn't dare to utter a single word.
Having witnessed everything, Wen Jiu whispered gossip to Feng Chi: "Did An'an ever learn martial arts before?"
Feng Chi glanced at Lin Changfeng, pretending not to dare to speak, and whispered in the boy's ear, "I heard that you were angered by a certain older brother next door, and in a fit of anger, you studied for several years."
Wen Jiu rubbed her ears, feeling both itchy and eager to hear, "How many years?"
"I started by learning Sanda (Chinese kickboxing), and later I learned close combat from Shen Qianshan." Feng Chi smiled. "It's worth mentioning that Shen Qianshan graduated from military academy and ranked second in combat ability in the department."
Wen Jiu took a breath and suddenly realized that his time as the cheap second brother was coming to an end.
"What did that boy next door do to offend him back then? He's so dangerous." Wen Jiu sighed, "This is terrible."
"Won't someone die?"
After all, in the world of the novel, given the Shen Family's status, taking a life wouldn't be difficult.
Feng Chi placed a xiaolongbao (soup dumpling) on his plate. "No, he's tough. He can take a beating."
"... I said." The tough-looking older brother from the Lin Family next to him twitched his lips, indicating that he could hear them.
"Can you two, as a couple, not gossip in front of the couple?"
"Sorry." Feng Chi put down his chopsticks and focused on serving his wife food. "I momentarily forgot you're a human being."
Lin Changfeng: "..."
Wen Jiu was shocked. "It's you?"
"How could there be anyone else?" Lin Changfeng said proudly, " An'an has only ever had me!"
Shen Huaian scoffed coldly, "And what about you?"
Lin Changfeng immediately muted his microphone.
Wen Jiu glanced at the cold-faced Shen Huaian on the left and the dejected Lin Changfeng on the right. Her mind was already filled with images of childhood sweethearts, white moonlight, broken mirrors mended, and the classic "scumbag chasing wife crematorium" scenario.
Wen Jiu suddenly felt a soreness in her teeth.
This couple is a bit hard to ship, Wen Jiu couldn't help but worry for the fans, wondering if their hearts could take it.
After dinner, the highlight of this episode of the dating reality show begins.
"Next, please proceed to your destination: the maze, a life-or-death escape."
"Ammunition, guns, medicine, ghosts, zombies, and other creatures will randomly drop in the maze. You can team up in pairs or form your own couples. Your goal is to survive in the maze until the game ends."
Upon hearing the word "ghost, "Shen Huaian couldn't help but glance at Lin Fox.
Lin Fox looked listless, perhaps out of fear.
Shen Huaian gritted his teeth, pretending not to see.
Lu Pei, a theater enthusiast, was getting on in years and didn't quite understand. After the director finished rattling off his explanation, he raised his hand and asked, "... What does that mean?"
"It's just a game, you can't die, you have to survive to the end." Xi Mo rolled his eyes, "Idiot!"
Lu Pei: "Oh, oh."
Fang Yu initially wanted to refuse, but upon hearing that all she had to do was survive until the end, she felt relieved.
He was just thinking about whether to bring a blanket and find a secluded corner to sleep when the director, as if possessed, warned him, "Please be careful!"
"You are a couple in love, you must protect each other. If one of you dies, the other cannot live alone. Killing one means killing both of you, understand?"
[This rule is good, I like it]
[Isn't this just a double suicide pact? Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of a romance reality show, even playing a game is so sophisticated.]
Wen Jiu's sense of responsibility surged instantly, and he patted his chest to assure everyone, "Understood!"
After saying that, he looked at Feng Chi with a firm gaze, "With me here, I will never let ghosts or monsters harm you!"
Feng Chi took Wen Jiu's hand and smiled sweetly, "Mmm."
Wen Jiu felt a chill run down her spine from his laughter and turned away sheepishly, not daring to look at him.
Just as she was starting to have doubts, a warm breath suddenly brushed against her ear, soft and alluring. "My husband is so good~"
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Wen Jiu couldn't withstand it; her face temperature soared, and her neck turned bright red.
[Ugh, this jerk couple doesn't treat us like human beings again! What did President Feng say this time?!]
[Tsk, they've been married for ages, how come this little idiot is still so easily flirted with?]
[Just for the sheer Lasting, I'm definitely watching this season! Damn! It's making my heart flutter!]
On their way to their destination, the group quickly formed a team.
The Lasting Chang'an has been decided, and to the surprise of netizens, the other two couples are also original partners from the show.
"I never expected you to like me." Fang Yu, carrying a bulging backpack, sighed leisurely, "It's my fault—I'm too charming."
"No, honey~" Jiang Ruyuan, wearing a white windbreaker and flat sneakers, looked even more petite, and her smile was sweet and gentle. "I just want to see your death up close."
"Take a picture of it, post it on your personal Weibo, and let my fans laugh at you in the comments section every day for a year."
Fang Yu suddenly had a bad feeling. The petite girl in front of him might become a tiger more troublesome than zombies and monsters on his path of giving up.
He clasped his hands together, his tone devout yet tinged with respect, "... If I die, you will also be eliminated, benefactor. Such affection is not worthwhile."
The director is indeed a director; for a particularly energetic and adorable young man, he will motivate him with the sense of responsibility that couples share; for lovers whose relationship has gone through some ups and downs, he will use rewards.
As for the slacker, there's a complete countdown penalty system waiting for him.
Fang Yu packed her bags simply so she could sleep a little more comfortably, not so much like a Dead Fish.
"It's just a double suicide pact, isn't it?" However, her partner wouldn't let her have her way so easily; while going crazy, her partner was also smiling sweetly.
"It's okay, I'm willing to stay with you."
Fang Yu: "..."