Reborn to bury love, I can reach for the stars.

The game ended, and the top three winners received their rewards the next day. Only Gu Ling and Zhou Ran each carried a bag of fruit back to the villa.

Sweating profusely, Gu Ling placed the fruit on the table, said "Take what you want" and turned to go upstairs. She simply couldn't stand the stickiness and sweat on her body anymore.

Su Muqing touched her arm and couldn't help but frown: "I feel like I'm going to rot too. I need to take a shower."

Upon hearing this, Wanmeng looked at herself and said, "Can you be as rotten as me?"

Looking at the sand marks on her body, Bai Zhu couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved and complaining: "I was clearly on your team, so why did you keep throwing the ball at me? And Wan Meng, you're such a bad referee, you didn't care at all."

Su Muqing scratched his head, feeling a little guilty: "Um, I thought it was for you to answer."

"Yeah, weren't I going to call you?"

Looking at Shi Wanmeng's innocent expression, Bai Zhu suddenly became speechless.

Huang Chen leaned against the table, arms crossed, a doting smile on his lips, watching her act quietly.

Noticing his gaze, Shi Wanmeng immediately glared back, but Huang Chen laughed even more happily, as if he had been scratched by a kitten, completely unthreatening.

[Tsk tsk tsk, look at that smug smile on his face.]

[His eyes are so drool-worthy, who understands?]

He's so happy even after being glared at; he loves it.

I bet they're real, who's betting with me?

I'll bet my ex-boyfriend's hair on it.

I bet my boss's luck with money is real!

[6, you're still too soft. If it were me, it wouldn't just be about wealth.]

Shi Wanmeng threw off her sweat-soaked sportswear, slowly sat down in the bathtub, and gradually became enveloped in the hot water, letting out a satisfied sigh.

Looking at the bathroom ceiling, my thoughts drifted back to my parents on the beach, and then someone's strange remark unconsciously came to mind. I sank into the water, trying to banish that person from my head.

Huang Chen was also taking a shower at this time, but it was a "battle shower" for him, and he came out after a quick rinse.

She quickly rubbed her hair with a towel, took out her laptop from her bag, and went straight to the office in the villa.

All the viewers in the live stream could see was him staring at the screen with a serious expression, and water droplets occasionally dripping from his hair.

Does my husband have something urgent to deal with?

Please don't try to insert your own opinions here; this is clearly my husband.

[Get out of the way, is this my son-in-law?]

[The poop protection ambassador has arrived! All bystanders, please get out of the way!]

He hasn't moved for a while; there must be some troublesome business to deal with.

[What official business could a minor actor possibly have to handle?]

Given his relationship with Young Master Xie, I don't believe he's just an actor.

Stop pretending to be rich when you're not. If you're truly from a wealthy family, why would you become an actor and appear on this kind of variety show? Even Huang fans have their limits when trying to piggyback on your fame.

The live stream chat was in an uproar over what he was doing, but the person at the center of the storm had no idea what to do, though he wouldn't care even if he did.

The computer screen was still showing his WeChat chat with Xie Yunting, but he hadn't sent a single word yet.

Why did Shi Wanmeng react so strangely when I said those words?

She really wanted to consult Xie Yunting, this so-called relationship expert, but reason kept her from doing it.

Forget it, I'll just think about it myself some more.

I was just about to close WeChat when I saw my brother pop up in my chat list.

Hey, your older brother: What nonsense are you spouting on your crappy show?

Looking at the time, it was almost an hour ago that the message arrived. He couldn't carry his phone with him, the production team had blocked the signal and limited the speed, and they only gave everyone a little time each day to handle urgent matters with this extremely slow network. His older brother was probably getting impatient by now.

Chen: You watched the show too?

Sure enough, a few minutes later, when the message came again, the tone on the other end was much calmer.

It's your older brother: I saw this by accident. Why are you bringing up my old stories on a TV show?

Upon seeing this, Huang Chen astutely grasped the key point.

Chen: You might accidentally see my show?

Your older brother: Okay, your sister-in-law saw it. Wasn't she trying to persuade our mother?

It's your older brother: you know her temper.

Your older brother: I've been traveling for work a lot, and I heard he's been giving Dad a lot of trouble at home.

Chen: I think you deliberately went on a business trip to avoid going out, didn't you?

It's your older brother: ...

Your older brother: How can you talk about your brother like that?

Chen: So, have you managed to persuade them?

It's your older brother: Pretty much.

Upon seeing this, Huang Chen smiled, his eyes full of amusement. He knew his own mother well; she had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. It seemed he could go home after filming this episode.

Chen: Okay, you must be really busy with work.

After sending the message, Huang Chen ignored his older brother and glanced at the time. He then opened his browser and searched for home-style recipes to find some inspiration for dinner.

Shi Wanmeng walked out of her room and happened to run into Yuan Xin in the hallway. The two, who had nothing to do, hit it off and decided to go to the media room to watch a movie and relax.

Shi Wan dreamed of Su Muqing and turned to Yuan Xin, asking, "Can I ask Muqing to come to the movies with me?"

Yuan Xin nodded and said with a smile, "Sure, it'll be more lively with more people."

They dragged Su Muqing out of her room, and the three of them picked out a popular animated film that had recently finished its run in theaters and watched it with great interest.

"You know what, the playback quality is really good. It makes me want to install one at home too," Su Muqing praised while eating fruit.

Soon the plot reached its climax, and everyone in the room was completely absorbed in watching the screen, with only the sound of breathing remaining.

Suddenly, the sound of a phone vibrating broke the silence in the room. Yuan Xin felt around on her body, took out the phone provided by the production team, glanced at the sender, didn't even open it, and simply tossed the phone aside.

Seeing that Shi Wanmeng and Su Muqing were also looking over, Yuan Xin said apologetically, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's alright, you..."

Shi Wanmeng wanted to speak but stopped herself.

The phone was provided by the production team. The pre-installed chat software contained only the contact information of a few guests, and no one else. Judging from her reaction, it was obvious who the sender was.

Seeing their expressions, Yuan Xin didn't hide anything and said frankly, "Yes, it's just what you think."

Seeing her frank attitude, Su Muqing immediately moved closer to Yuan Xin and asked in a low voice, "What are you really thinking?"

Shi Wanmeng, standing to the side, was speechless. "You're being way too direct!"

When asked this, Yuan Xin was taken aback for a moment, then gave a wry smile: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't know?"

Shi Wanmeng and Su Muqing exchanged a glance, then leaned over, gathered their thoughts, and cautiously asked, "Could you explain in more detail?"

Yuan Xin stared in disbelief: "?"