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

Yunyue was stunned for a moment.

Her pupils dilated slightly, as if she could hardly believe it.

The girl, so close to me, was as beautiful and delicate as a porcelain doll, and incredibly gentle.

There was no rebuke, no disgust, no anger.

Yes, it was just a soft, fragrant little hand stroking the top of her head.

"I...I..." Yunyue stammered for a long time, unable to say anything, her eyes warm and sore.

Wen Yao assumed she was upset because she had been beaten, and was talking nonsense with a straight face:

"It's better to erode others' resources than to weaken yourself internally."

"Abandon personal integrity and enjoy a life of immorality."

"Refuse to engage in internal strife; sisters are worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

Yunyue burst out laughing at her words.

Realizing she hadn't managed her facial expressions well, Yunyue pursed her lips, forcibly suppressing the curve of her lips.

Her adoptive mother was a very controlling woman who had strict requirements for everything, from her clothes and hairstyle to her expression.

Even though that woman has been admitted to a mental hospital, the mental imprint she left behind still remains in Yunyue's bones and blood.

Swah——

The girl suddenly leaned closer, so close that Yunyue could see the fine downy hairs on her face.

Wen Yao asked sincerely, "Hello beautiful, would you like to marry me?"

Yun Yue's ears burned. How could she say such embarrassing things without batting an eye...?

"No way...you're the beauty..."

"We are all beauties."

Yunyue felt even more embarrassed.

In the live stream, many trolls started complaining.

[A vase is just a vase; a narcissist.]

She's nothing but a pretty face, nothing more.

[Hilarious! You all call her a "pretty face," but doesn't that indirectly acknowledge Yao's beauty?]

...

"You go and rest, I'll cook." Wen Yao said eagerly.

Yunyue, who was applying a face mask, remained silent for a few seconds: "...Let me do it."

...

[Waaaa, girls are the epitome of beauty!]

[Haha, little sister, you step aside, I have someone else to cook for you!]

Hehehe...eating everything will only make my nutrition balanced!

...

The guests rebuilt the chicken coop and put in several chicks that the production team had given them, making it look incredibly heartwarming.

Apart from Fu Qianchuan, who had exceptional physical strength, everyone else was exhausted.

Yunyue called out, "Dinner's ready!" and a group of handsome men and beautiful women, disregarding their image, sprinted to get their food.

Wen Yao was still thinking about what her agent, Uncle Song, had told her, so she volunteered to serve Gu Yan a bowl of hot soup.

"Brother, your favorite egg drop soup."

Gu Yan: "Little sister, I didn't spoil you for nothing!"

He picked up the bowl and took a big gulp, the next second his lips and tongue were so hot they were practically spitting out a rap!

[Hey, is Maluo Bro switching careers to become a rapper?]

[One bite and all strength and power are gone / Heart emoji]

Look at this! Such an intelligent and perceptive monkey is a rare sight these days.

...

As soon as the hot dishes were served, Gu Yan immediately put a few pieces of food on his younger sister's plate. His mouth, still slightly scalded from the heat, made him a little hesitant to speak.

"Sister, little sister, eat more of what you like to eat."

Wen Yao chewed and chewed, and the next second she turned bright red. The combination of chili peppers, pickled peppers, and wild Sichuan peppercorns almost killed her with the spiciness.

"Hiss..." Wen Yao fanned herself wildly with her hand, her lips burning red.

[You brat, slow down the fanning! I'm almost catching a cold!]

[Sob, my wife's lips are so red, I really want to kiss them]

[Hehe, even when my little sister gets a little spicy, she looks so cute!]

...

The viewers in the live stream are already used to the daily pranks and sabotage between the "plastic" siblings.

Surprisingly, Fu Qianchuan produced a carton of milk as if by magic and placed it in front of Wen Yao.

They even inserted the straw for her.

The man's voice was deep and concise: "Milk helps relieve the spiciness."

"Thanks." Wen Yao didn't think much of it, picked it up and drank several mouthfuls, finally feeling a little better.

Lu Anbo, with his sharp eyes, asked, "Where did this milk come from? I want some too."

No one ignored him.

Lu Anbo said matter-of-factly, "I am a patient, and I need to nourish my body."

"Are you a beggar? Just because you beg doesn't mean others have to give you anything." Gu Yan rolled his eyes. "If you want it, earn the points yourself. Do you not have hands or feet?"

Lu Amber: ?

Before he could speak, Gu Yan clasped his hands together in apology.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I made a mistake." Then, changing the subject, "Oh, so you're just brainless."

Lu Amber: ? ? ?

Has Gu Yan lost his mind? Why is he getting more and more out of control on this live variety show?!

Fu Wanzhou secretly nudged Fu Qianchuan's arm: "Uncle, thanks."

Fu Qianchuan frowned and slowly typed out a question mark.

"I know you gave Yao-mei the milk specifically to help me out." Fu Wanzhou glanced at Wen Yao, then inexplicably blushed. "Uncle, you really go to great lengths for me!"

Fu Qianchuan: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yan, who was standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder.

"Dude, you're a man of principle!"

Fu Qianchuan remained silent, leaving another question mark.

"I know you're taking special care of my sister because of our brotherhood." Gu Yan was incredibly touched, speaking in a tone befitting a close friend. "Brother, thank you for your trouble. Nothing more to say, it's all in the soup!"

He drank soup instead of wine, expressing his deep feelings in one gulp, and unsurprisingly, he also released a new song while burning himself.

Fu Qianchuan: "......"

The guests were really hungry and ate all the food Yunyue had prepared.

Even Lin Xinwei, who claims to have a small appetite, secretly ate half a bowl more.

There's no way around it, this variety show is just too intense, I'm really hungry if I don't eat.

"Attention everyone, the third random challenge is about to begin—"

As soon as the loudspeaker blared, cries of anguish filled the camp.

"No way, Director Cui, not again?"

Director Cui was like a ruthless AI, announcing the process in a rigid, step-by-step manner:

"【Performance Competition】Rules: Each person must prepare a talent performance, which can be done solo or in groups, and free team formation is supported."

"After each performance, a five-minute voting period will be open. The guest with the most votes will win a precious spot to go to [Paradise Island]!"

...

The guests had no objections to this arrangement.

It's clear that Director Cui avoided arranging any physical challenges in order to take care of Lu Anbo, who was injured.

Moreover, Lu Anbo is an idol, so performing skills are actually a great advantage for him.

The audience was immediately filled with anticipation.

What will be performed, who will team up with whom—everything is full of unknowns and fun.

Lin Xinwei looked around and her gaze settled on Yun Yue and Yun Xing.

She walked over gracefully and said softly, "Do you still remember our covenant?"

Yunxing still remembered the slap she gave her sister, and said irritably, "Don't treat people like idiots! What trick are you trying to pull now?"

"You've misunderstood me, Xingxing. I just wanted to help you guys..." Lin Xinwei said, looking aggrieved. "We can collaborate on a stage and give the spotlight to you or Yueyue, so you'll have a chance to go to Paradise Island..."