Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

The town of Shuitang has a river running through it.

Mu Zhou and Fu Hanyan walked along for a long time.

As night fell, Mu Zhou finally remembered to check his phone.

The production team has been trying to contact her to ask for her address.

Fu Hanyan was much taller than her, and he could see her phone screen by looking down slightly.

He came up with the idea of ​​recording a dating reality show.

He even watched two episodes when the show first aired a while ago.

All the guests will live together, and the production team will spare no effort to create various romantic occasions.

The goal is to allow male and female guests to get to know each other, develop feelings for one another, and eventually spark a romantic relationship.

Fu Hanyan, who had never been particularly interested in this, even stumbled upon various CP (couple) hashtags for the dating reality show.

So, he saw all the couples that Mu Zhou had with the four male guests.

The atmosphere between them was filled with pink bubbles, and their gazes were full of affection.

There was also subtle physical contact.

In the edited videos by those fans, it seemed as if Mu Zhou had a deep emotional connection with each of them.

Fu Hanyan's expression darkened slightly.

Mu Zhou said apologetically:

"Sorry, I have to go back now."

"Go back for what? To continue dating them?"

Fu Hanyan's voice remained calm, but his words unexpectedly carried a hint of aggression.

They were even somewhat aggressive.

This is quite different from his usual cold and composed style.

Mu Zhou looked up at him in surprise, opened her mouth, and finally turned her head away in annoyance.

"Do you think I'm materialistic and greedy, just like those people online, which is why you're so fixated on this show?"

Starting today, online discussions about her have escalated once again.

They wished they could stick the label "gold digger" on her forever.

Fu Hanyan frowned as he listened to her words:

"Are you being attacked online?"

He grasped the key point instantly.

Mu Zhou didn't respond, but said with a rather unpleasant expression:

"It's none of your business, I'm leaving."

Mu Zhou turned and left, and Fu Hanyan followed without hesitation.

The scenic area had only recently been developed and there weren't many people. In addition, night had fallen, so Fu Hanyan was naturally worried about leaving her alone.

He followed silently behind Mu Zhou, at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

The only sound in the quiet alley was the footsteps of the two people.

Mu Zhou heard him, but did not turn around to look at him.

Mu Zhou stopped and turned to look at him only after they reached the vicinity of the program's temporary observation room.

Fu Hanyan was about three meters away from her.

As the evening breeze rose, Mu Zhou's long hair was blown about, with a few strands brushing against her cheeks.

She raised her hand to smooth it out, tucking it behind her ear.

His eyes seemed to hold a thousand words.

Fu Hanyan stared at her silently, his expression complex.

After a long pause, he finally said:

"I have never speculated or doubted your character."

He simply didn't want her to continue maintaining such an ambiguous relationship with other men.

He was jealous.

Mu Zhou smiled knowingly and spoke softly:

"I know."

Her phone rang again. She glanced at it and saw it was the director calling. She waved to Fu Hanyan.

"Then I'll go first."

Without giving Fu Hanyan a chance to explain, Mu Zhou turned and left.

The hem of her skirt swirled at her ankles, like a butterfly in spring, flitting freely among the flowers.

Fu Hanyan pursed his lips slightly, concealing the anxiety in his chest.

Don't be too hasty.

He remembered Mu Zhou telling Shen Fang at the guesthouse that she had someone she liked.

Her love for him was so obvious that Fu Hanyan felt he should trust her.

*

Mu Zhou was not the last to return.

Another half hour passed before Bai Shu returned.

The group then left and returned to the Heartbeat Villa.

Shen Fang was not present; the production team explained that he had personal matters to attend to.

Song Shiyan's complexion was not good.

He didn't care where Shen Fang went; he just frowned and looked at Mu Zhou.

Especially her wrists.

The bracelet is missing.

Song Shiyan was still wearing the one that Mu Zhou had made for him, but Mu Zhou's wrist was empty.

For some reason, Song Shiyan felt restless and found it difficult to calm herself down.

He desperately wanted to confirm the special relationship between himself and Mu Zhou.

It's a completely different relationship from the one with Shen Fang, Pei Yuqing, and Su Lin.

Back at the villa, he was about to pull Mu Zhou to the back door to ask when Mu Zhou's bag and Bai Shu's bag got tangled.

Mu Zhou's bag fell to the ground, and many of his belongings spilled out.

A small beaded bracelet fell out.

The bracelet must have been hand-strung, with a few letters mixed in.

Song Shiyan's expression shifted, and he picked up the bracelet.

He stared at the bracelet, his eyes flashing slightly, and a smile instantly appeared on his lips.

The letters on the bracelet are "y", "a", and "n".

Yan.

It turns out that Mu Zhou had kept her feelings for him so well hidden.

Song Shiyan pushed up his glasses, gathered the bracelet in his palm, and handed it over when he saw Mu Zhou reach out for it.

And said in a gentle tone:

"It's a bit cold today. Have a cup of ginger soup cola before bed to avoid catching a cold. I'll make it for you."

The others all looked over, their expressions varying.

Song Shiyan's feelings for Mu Zhou were practically an open secret.

Mu Zhou glanced at him and shook his head indifferently:

"No, I don't drink anything before bed."

She then took the bracelet and went upstairs to her room.

Mu Zhou naturally knew why Song Shiyan had suddenly acted this way.

She held the bracelet in her hand, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

She bought this from a small vendor while walking along the river with Fu Hanyan.

That shop lets you choose the beads yourself, and the owner will string them for you.

Mu Zhou had originally just chosen beads based on their color scheme.

But while Fu Hanyan went to answer the phone, she quickly handed the three letters she had chosen to the boss.

Just as the boss finished dressing, Fu Hanyan returned.

The three letters on the bracelet flashed by.

His gaze paused slightly.

Mu Zhou knew he had seen it, but pretended nothing had happened, her face flushed as she pushed him away from the vendor.

She carefully put the bracelet away and put it back in her bag.

Tonight is destined to be anything but peaceful.

After Shen Fang was called home, he was scolded again, and his mother and elders started bringing up old grievances.

Let's condemn all the awful things he's done.

He knew it must be his uncle who was angry.

The elders of the Shen family also showed great respect to their uncle.

It's not just his strong abilities, but also because the assets of the Shen family and the Fu family are intertwined, and they even rely heavily on Fu Hanyan.

He would naturally take his uncle's words to heart.

Shen Fang ignored his family's advice and let it go in one ear and out the other.

He just wanted to get back to the villa he loved as soon as possible.

Mu Zhou is definitely throwing a tantrum again.

He couldn't give those ambitious men a chance.

He has to go back and guard it.

However, his mother discovered that he had fractured his foot.

So he was forcibly taken to the hospital again.

Meanwhile, Song Shiyan also received a phone call from home.

His face was grim. After listening quietly for a long time, he spoke in a cold voice:

"No one is allowed to interfere in my affairs."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, ignoring the accusations on the other end.

Song Shiyan wasn't stupid. From the implication in his mother's words, he immediately understood that someone had gone to her to complain.

It's not hard to guess who the person who filed the complaint is.

His face was grim, and he gripped his phone tightly.