The meeting place is in the suburbs of Haicheng.

The program is broadcast live 24 hours a day.

So from the moment you get off the car, the live broadcast has already begun.

The simple seven-seater car slowly stopped at the meeting point.

Before the program staff arrived, Tian Yuehe quickly told Song Yuge about the situation of the first guest.

"By the way, among the guests this time, there's a young man from the capital, Wen Qingyan, the fourth young master of the Wen family. I heard that he has a life-or-death relationship with the most untouchable person in the capital."

"It's well known in the capital that the Wen family is the one you shouldn't mess with, especially their reclusive leader, Wen Yuan. I've heard he's a real-life version of the King of Hell, and his methods are particularly ruthless."

After Tian Yuehe finished exclaiming, he emphasized again, "In short, no matter who you offend, don't offend Fourth Young Master Wen. If you offend others, we won't be worse off than we are now. But if you offend him, then we're both finished."

Song Yuge fumbled with the radio equipment on his waist and hummed, "Got it."

She lowered her eyes to look at the tire-like streaks of fat on her belly.

It is November and the beginning of winter has passed, and the temperature has dropped.

Tian Yuehe is wearing a thick down jacket.

Song Yuge was only wearing a loose knitted sweater and a coat.

It’s not that I don’t want to wear more, but that I can’t wear more.

Even so, it is still difficult to hide the bloat.

Fortunately, with this fat body, I won’t feel too cold even if I only wear two thin pieces of clothing.

She sighed silently, the road to losing weight is long and arduous.

"I go first."

Tian Yuehe nodded, "Anyway, remember what I told you."

Song Yuge waved his hand and got out of the car.

As soon as she got out of the car, the camera was immediately turned to her face.

At this moment, the barrage of comments is also flooding the screen like crazy.

【Camera: Let me see. 】

[Who knows? The moment the camera suddenly zoomed in, I almost couldn't hold it in.]

[/Smile, this show gives me a sense of calm madness. ]

[Explosive trivia: syg is the mistress who tried to get ahead but couldn't find her place. The legal wife is szy, and the two are about to meet.]

【/Goodbye, can you please get the mistress out of here for me?】

[Enough photographer/heart, my life as an NPC is also a life. ]

Song Yuge turned around, her chubby face was full of collagen. Even though it was covered with fat, one could still vaguely see that her facial features were still very delicate.

It's the kind of beauty that even fat can't hide.

On the contrary, I feel like my period is on time every month.

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Yuge."

She simply said hello to the camera.

Then he took the luggage out of the trunk.

The guests have already arrived.

Song Yuge walked over dragging his luggage.

The two people who were originally sitting on the chairs stood up subconsciously when they saw her coming.

One of them even widened his eyes.

Song Yuge knew who he was.

The fourth young master of the Wen family, Wen Qingyan.

Just now when we were in the car, the information Tian Yuehe gave me included a photo of the first guest.

only……

Song Yuge's gaze couldn't help but fall on the man next to him.

The man had delicate eyebrows and deep facial features, with a gentle yet sharp edge. His every move revealed his pride and arrogance, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He was wearing a beige long windbreaker with a simple white sweater and casual pants underneath. The sweater was fleece-lined, and he looked incredibly soft.

Song Yuge's first impression was that he looked so cute.

It gives people a completely different feeling from his stunning face.

However, the information provided by Tian Yuehe did not include this person's photo or information.

But looking at the microphone on his collar, it is not difficult to tell that he is the guest of the program.

Wen Qingyan was the first to come to his senses and saw that the photographer on the scene was pointing the camera at the three of them.

A full 360 degrees.

He quickly coughed lightly, interrupting the eye contact between the two.

"Well, is the luggage heavy? Let me help you carry it."

As he spoke, Wen Qingyan was about to reach out and take the luggage from Song Yuge.

At this moment, a bony hand suddenly stretched out from beside him and grasped the handle of the suitcase before him.

"Let me do it."

His voice was noticeably lowered, with an indescribable magnetism.

Song Yuge's eyes were involuntarily attracted by the man's hand.

His fingers were white and slender, the joints were white from exerting force, blue veins snaked on the back of his hands, and the smooth light blue lines seemed to contain a huge amount of energy.

Song Yuge suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a tattoo on his left wrist.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked carefully at the tattoo pattern.

It was hidden under the palm of the hand, close to the blood vessels at the wrist. There was a rose about the length of a finger, and its branches and leaves were designed in the shape of musical notes.

And the flower stalk is actually a string of words.

【Augenstern】

It's a German word.

It means the most beloved person.

Song Yuge came back to his senses and said, "Thank you."

The man chuckled, "No, it's my duty."

Not only does she have pretty face and hands, but she also has a nice voice.

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