“I bet a bag of spicy strips that Suibao will definitely choose our Dr. Zhou. After all, he’s so caring when spending time with people.”
“The baby has a good relationship with Chi Shen too; they’ve been gaming together for many days.”
…
The production team said to Tong Sui, “You can now choose one of the remaining guests to spend today’s date with.”
A private date, away from the interference of other guests.
Tong Sui’s gaze scanned the guests before him.
Those who felt his eyes on them instinctively stood a little straighter, as if unable to resist the urge to showcase themselves.
Tong Sui’s gaze lingered on Zhou Siyuan.
He remembered the soft sigh of disappointment from Zhou when he walked beside him. Zhou must have wanted to go out, but he didn’t know if Zhou would be willing to go out with him.
So Tong Sui tentatively asked, “Are you willing to accept my invitation, Zhou Siyuan?”
Zhou Siyuan, called by name, responded with a charming smile, “Of course, I am willing.”
Zhong Yi and Chi Xingyu both displayed incredulous expressions, never expecting that the discord between them would allow Zhou Siyuan to seize the opportunity.
Chi Xingyu knew from the beginning that Zhou Siyuan was merely a wolf in sheep’s clothing; his kindness and gentleness were just tools he frequently wielded.
This facade didn’t fool him, but it was undeniably effective on Tong Sui.
If it weren’t for Zhong Yi always entangling himself and distracting him, he would never have allowed Zhou Siyuan the chance to get closer to Tong Sui.
But now it was too late.
Tong Sui and Zhou Siyuan returned to the small cottage and would soon be heading out.
Tong Sui’s clothes were soaked, with dried seawater sticking to his skin, making it unbearable.
He took a shower again, spending a bit of time to refresh himself.
When he emerged, Zhou Siyuan was waiting downstairs, sitting on the sofa, watching television, wearing a new outfit that was refined and elegant, appearing patient.
Upon seeing Tong Sui come down, Zhou Siyuan smiled lightly, “Let’s go.”
“Okay.”
Tong Sui walked over, and just as Zhou Siyuan was about to step out the door, he paused and turned back to the remaining guests, smiling, “If anyone needs something, I can bring it back.”
His words sounded considerate but appeared to others as a blatant provocation.
Bring it back, together with Tong Sui?
The sweet scene of two people shopping together.
Chi Xingyu was furious with his own imagination, “I don’t need anything.”
“Alright, then we’re off.”
The sound of the car engine roared outside the cottage, and Chi Xingyu’s gaze followed, seeing Tong Sui sitting in the passenger seat, gradually disappearing.
Once they left, the atmosphere in the cottage seemed to drop a few degrees.
No one knew what kind of date segment the production team had arranged for them, but judging by the nature of the truth-or-dare game, it probably wouldn’t be gentle.
Just thinking about it made Chi Xingyu restless.
His mind was constantly bombarded by various imagined scenarios, and his expression grew increasingly grim.
Zhong Yi’s mood wasn’t any better; compared to Chi Xingyu’s outright sulking, he appeared lost in thought, as if his soul had flown away with Tong Sui.
Only Jiang Ciyuan appeared calm, working on his laptop rested on his legs.
At that moment, the troublemaking production team suddenly announced, “Zhong Yi, Chi Xingyu, since you two placed second in the previous competition, you have an opportunity to intervene in this date.”
“Do you want to use it?”
“What does that mean?” Chi Xingyu frowned.
The production team replied, “I will inform you of their date location.”
Both Chi Xingyu and Zhong Yi’s eyes brightened almost simultaneously.
Who would refuse such an opportunity?
Knowing the location, the two quickly changed their clothes, but just as they were about to leave, they discovered an awkward fact.
Chi Xingyu was too young and hadn’t obtained his driving license yet.
He couldn’t drive.
Zhong Yi casually took the driver’s seat and, noticing Chi Xingyu’s embarrassment, laughed, “What’s wrong? Were you waiting for me?”
Chi Xingyu: “…”
Frustrated.
He initially planned to call a cab using his phone when he realized the production team had taken it. Feeling unusually helpless, Chi Xingyu stood to the side, frowning.
Zhong Yi said, “How about I take a loss? If you call me ‘bro,’ I’ll let you hitch a ride again.”
“…”
Chi Xingyu’s face darkened, and he turned to the production team not far away, a malicious glint flickering in his eyes.
The staff flinched.
Chi Xingyu approached, extending his hand toward the director who had collected his phone.
The director replied, “Wh-what do you want?”
Chi Xingyu said, “My phone.”
Though young, Chi Xingyu exuded an aura that rivaled the other guests, sharp and difficult to confront.
The director felt fear but stubbornly replied, “You can’t use phones on the show; it’s a rule.”
Chi Xingyu, uninterested in further discussion, started to search for it himself, leading to chaos.
The director felt as though his wig might be yanked off and had to admit, “The phone is really not with me; it has all been collected for safekeeping.”
Chi Xingyu discontentedly clicked his tongue, “I can’t possibly walk there, can I?”
Not having a driver’s license was truly irritating.
At that moment, a figure dressed in a black suit entered the frame.
“Do you need a car?”
Chi Xingyu glanced over, initially thinking it was a production staff member, but the attire clearly didn’t match the show’s style.
Zhou Zhe explained, “I’m the secretary by General Jiang’s side; he sent me to bring you.”
General Jiang, Jiang Ciyuan?
Chi Xingyu turned to look at Jiang Ciyuan, who was sitting behind the glass window.
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