This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

Fu Qianchuan: "...Hmm."

In the live stream, viewers who had just been expecting a romantic atmosphere between the two were completely taken aback.

【A red thread! How did you come up with the idea of ​​warding off evil?!】

[She could bend a steel bar if the Old Man of the Moon tried to pull her!] [She could catch Cupid's arrow with her bare hands!] [The kitten's meow: Meow meow meow. The puppy's bark: Woof woof woof. The baby girl's cry: Lonely, lonely, lonely.]

...

"You're such a big-eyed, thick-browed guy, I didn't expect you to be so superstitious." Wen Yao clicked her tongue in amazement. "I don't believe in any of this stuff."

Director Cui ruthlessly exposed her: "Then what about that pinned post on your WeChat Moments where you went to the Temple of the God of Wealth and kowtowed loudly, with the caption 'Money comes from all directions'?"

"..." Wen Yao said seriously, "Director Cui, why are you eavesdropping on people's whispers? This is none of your business, go play."

She took off her headset, not giving Director Cui a chance to speak.

Her clear, starry eyes fell into the man's palm.

"I hope it... will keep you safe and sound."

Fu Qianchuan felt as if a feather had gently brushed against his chest, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading through him.

His dark eyes were fixed on Wen Yao, the sea breeze making the girl's soft hair dance in the air.

The man raised his hand and gathered the girl's disheveled hair, tying it into a low ponytail with a red string in the girl's bewildered gaze.

Fu Qianchuan's voice was deep: "I accept your blessings."

Wen Yao hesitated for a moment, wondering why her ex-husband was making such a fuss: "...Thank you?"

Fu Qianchuan's eyes were piercing: "I should be thanking you."

Thank you for appearing in my life.

In the live stream, the viewers who had just been shouting about being lonely were now completely dumbfounded!

[Ahhh, this is a dating reality show! I declare this to be a dating reality show!]

Who says our little variety show is crazy? Our little variety show is clearly the sweetest in the universe!

[@Director Cui, what are you standing there for? Arrange the dates, set up the love triangle! Do I have to teach you step by step?]

In the dispatch room.

Director Cui screamed, almost into a tenor: "Ahhh, get away from my daughter! Fu Qianchuan, take that deadly hand off me! Take it off!!"

Director Cheng frowned. "Ha, making a fuss over nothing, utterly baffling."

But when my gaze shifted to Wen Yao's small face, which was fully revealed because her hair was tied up, a thought couldn't help but pop into my mind:

It seems, perhaps, possibly, maybe, probably...

Is it a little bit cute?

...

Upon suddenly seeing Fu Qianchuan and Wen Yao gazing at each other, Gu Zhu's eyes turned red with jealousy, and she uncontrollably picked at the hangnails on the edges of her fingers, anxious without realizing it.

That's the future head of the Fu family!

Why is Wen Yao so lucky?!

Why did fate grant her a second chance at life, only to force her to watch such an exceptional man fall in love with Wen Yao?!

How ridiculous! Which of them is the chosen one?

Disappear...

Disappear, Wen Yao...

Gu Zhu calculated the time; the unexpected extreme weather was about to arrive—

...

Deserted island.

When Wen Yao and her two companions returned, the camp was in complete chaos.

It's not a metaphor, it's a description.

The chicks were running around everywhere, and the pet duck was quacking loudly.

Even the wild boar cub, no one knows who let it out, is running around having fun.

Wen Yao:?

"Yao-mei, you're finally back!" Yunxing ran over as soon as she saw Wen Yao, her eyes wet and red.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, I'm here for you, baby." Wen Yao first patted her head, comforting her for a while before asking, "What happened?"

Yunxing sniffed: "My sister is sick, she has a slight fever."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yao frowned and strode into the tent.

Yunyue lay on her side, her face pale, with a fever-reducing patch on her forehead.

“Yao-mei…” Yun Yue coughed a few times, “You’re back. I… I’ll get up and cook for you right away.”

"No need, just lie down properly." Wen Yao forcefully pressed the person back onto the pillow and tucked the blanket in. "A sick person like you should rest properly."

"But……"

"No buts."

Wen Yao boiled some mineral water for Yun Yue and fed it to her in small sips, while also coaxing Yun Yue to take a nap.

Yunxing also explained everything that had happened at the camp from last night until now.

Yunyue started feeling unwell last night, feeling weak all over, but she managed to cook dinner for everyone.

But Lu Anbo wouldn't let her rest; he insisted on dragging her to play games outdoors.

As a result, the condition worsened.

No one cooks, and no one takes care of the chickens, ducks, and pigs.

Lu Anbo said he could do this little job even without Yunyue.

So he volunteered and, with a series of swift and decisive actions, created the chaotic scene at the camp.

Wen Yao laughed in exasperation.

One glance from her and Lu Anbo began to tremble.

"Yao-mei... no, sister! Grandma! Little ancestor!" Lu Anbo said with a forced smile, "My bad, my bad, it's all my fault, I was wrong, I'm guilty! I'm unforgivable!"

Yunxing huffed, "Now you know you're wrong? Where were you before? You knew to swerve when the car hit a tree, you knew to shake your nose when it got in your mouth, and now you're breastfeeding after the baby's gone??"

Lu Anbo: "That's really rude of you!"

He had just raised his voice a little too high when he met Wen Yao's sharp gaze and immediately cowered.

"Yes, yes, I shouldn't have abducted you, I shouldn't have abandoned you, and I shouldn't have come to nurse you."

He's not afraid of Wen Yao at all!

Good men aren't enough to fight off women, you know?

"I'll give you ten minutes to get the campsite ready," Wen Yao said calmly.

Lu Anbo cried out with a mournful face, "This old servant really can't do it!!"

Wen Yao raised her hand: "Do you know what this is?"

Lu Amber: !!!

That day, he recalled the fear of being dominated by a slap in the face!

"Yes, Your Majesty! This old servant will go right away!"

It has been proven that human potential is limitless.

In less than ten minutes, the entire camp was restored to its original state.

Lu Anbo was exhausted, panting heavily like a dead dog.

at the same time.

Gu Zhu entered the boys' tent without saying a word.

Fu Wanzhou lay half-reclined on the bed, clutching a pillow in her arms, looking distracted.

Occasionally, I would bury my face in it and take a breath, which would make me feel a little better.

"Who's there?" He heard footsteps.

"Brother Fu..." Gu Zhu called out sweetly.

Fu Wanzhou said without any politeness: "Get out!"

Gu Zhu bit her lip. She wanted nothing more than to pounce on Fu Wanzhou, but she also knew that haste makes waste.

"This teddy bear keychain is perfect for you..."

Fu Wanzhou's voice was as cold as ice: "Am I a trash can? Why do you throw all sorts of garbage into my place?"

In her haste, Gu Zhu blurted out a lie: "It was...it was Yao Yao who said that."

"What did you say?!" The voice was noticeably more urgent.

Having tasted success, Gu Zhu noticed that this was the first time Fu Wanzhou had shown such a clear change in emotion in front of her.

She suddenly had a bold idea.

If Wen Yao is the white moonlight...

Then...why can't she be a stand-in?

"Yaoyao said this pendant suits you very well, so I specially exchanged it to give to you."

In the live stream, a single stone instantly stirred up a huge wave of discussion—