The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

The mountain road ahead, washed away by a night of torrential rain, had completely lost its original appearance as a road.

The originally compacted loess was soaked into sticky mud, mixed with fallen leaves and gravel washed down from the mountain, forming a swamp of varying depths.

Let alone riding a bicycle, even if you're wearing professional outdoor hiking boots, you'd probably sink right up to your ankle if you stepped on it.

The air was filled with a strong earthy smell.

Jiang Ruoyun sat on the back of the old-fashioned bicycle, her clear peach blossom eyes slightly widened, staring blankly at the muddy beach in front of her where there was almost nowhere to step.

Her once bright and radiant face, made bright by cycling along the coast, visibly sagged.

For today's ultimate date, she specially chose a pair of handmade white sneakers.

Paired with the soft, floral print dress she wore, she looked like a fairy untouched by the world.

But if you step into that swamp wearing this...

The scene was absolutely horrific.

But Jiang Ruoyun is not the kind of delicate, spoiled, overgrown baby who only cries and throws tantrums when faced with difficulties.

On this island, Lin Mo had already provided her with a safe haven, and she didn't want to become a burden on the last day.

She bit her pink lower lip, a resolute glint in her eyes.

"It's alright, Lin Mo."

As she spoke, she loosened her grip on Lin Mo's waist, preparing to jump off the bicycle.

"Although the road is a bit slippery, I should be able to wade through if I walk slowly."

However, her slender toes didn't even have time to touch the mud.

Lin Mo suddenly braced himself with his long legs, bringing the bicycle to a steady stop, and lowered the kickstand.

He took the opportunity to reach out his large, well-defined hand, grabbed Jiang Ruoyun's slender waist, and lifted her off the back seat.

Lin Mo quickly scanned the surroundings before placing her steadily on a clean, large blue stone by the roadside.

"Stand here quietly and don't move."

The man's voice was deep and carried an undeniable force.

Jiang Ruoyun was stunned for a moment, then obediently stood on the big rock, raising her head to meet Lin Mo's unfathomable eyes.

Lin Mo didn't offer any further explanation.

He slowly pushed the hardworking old bicycle to a crooked tree by the roadside.

He put down the kickstand and casually parked the old bicycle to the side.

They didn't even go into the chain stores.

After all, in this desolate wilderness, there's no way anyone would steal this pile of scrap metal that even junk collectors would refuse to accept.

After finishing all this, he dusted off his hands, turned around, and walked back to the large blue stone where Jiang Ruoyun was.

Under Jiang Ruoyun's astonished gaze, this man, who usually appeared lazy and didn't seem to care even if the sky were to fall, suddenly appeared in a daze.

Without saying a word, he turned his back to her and squatted down steadily.

His broad, upright back instantly filled Jiang Ruoyun's entire field of vision.

"Come on up."

Lin Mo's voice was still in that nonchalant tone, even carrying a hint of sleepiness.

I'll carry you on my back.

A mountain breeze swept through the woods, causing Jiang Ruoyun's floral dress to flutter gently.

She looked down at the man's broad shoulders so close to hers, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat without warning.

A strange heat wave instantly rose from my neck all the way to the tips of my ears.

"No need..."

Jiang Ruoyun's voice was barely audible, and a charming blush rose on her cheeks.

"That road is quite long, and it's all muddy. I... I'm very heavy, and the road is so slippery. It would be terrible if you fell down with me."

Although she said that, she couldn't hide the struggle and emotion in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo turned his head slightly.

The dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating his sharply defined profile and highlighting his striking good looks.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of impatience flashing in his dark eyes, but his tone carried an irresistible domineering air.

"Just come up here when I tell you to, stop with all the nonsense."

He glanced at the pair of spotless, almost blindingly clean white shoes on Jiang Ruoyun's feet.

"You've gotten your shoes dirty, it's annoying to look at them."

"I'll have to listen to you complain about your ruined shoes later, and I find it annoying."

These words show absolutely no survival instinct and can even be considered a prime example of what a straight man would say.

But to Jiang Ruoyun, these were the sweetest words in the world.

She knows Lin Mo too well.

This man, who seems to have "aversion to trouble" etched on his forehead, wouldn't even bother to glance at you if he didn't truly care about you, let alone offer to carry you on his back.

His so-called "disliking the noise" and "being annoyed" were just clumsy excuses he used to cover up his inner tenderness.

Jiang Ruoyun no longer declined.

A sickeningly sweet smile curved her lips, and her clear eyes reflected the twinkling starlight.

"Then... if you get tired later, put me down, okay?"

After saying that, she bent down slightly and leaned forward carefully.

Two slender, soft arms smoothly wrapped around Lin Mo's neck and gently overlapped his chest.

Immediately afterwards, she pressed her cool, soft body tightly against his broad, firm back.

For a fleeting moment, Lin Mo's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

A delicate, subtle fragrance, unique to young girls and a blend of morning dew and haute couture perfume, instantly and forcefully entered his nostrils.

The aroma seemed to possess a deadly magic, reaching straight to the brain.

As Jiang Ruoyun moved, the incredibly soft touch on his back was clearly felt through the thin fabric of his shirt.

Lin Mo could even feel that her slightly rapid heartbeat due to nervousness was creating a strange resonance with his own heartbeat through his chest.

Depend on.

Lin Mo couldn't help but curse in his mind.

Does this girl even know what it means for men and women to not touch each other?

It's so tight, it's practically testing the limits of self-control for a normal adult male!

Lin Mo, wake up!

He frantically warned himself in his mind.

You are an unemployed person who is about to go back to your hometown to farm after get off work, and an unlucky guy burdened with a five million yuan penalty for breach of contract.

You're here to film a show, not to act like an animal!

We absolutely cannot afford to ruin our reputation at this critical juncture!

Suppressing the restless anger in his heart, Lin Mo took a deep breath and focused his attention on the muddy road beneath his feet.

He reached behind him and his large, powerful hand precisely supported Jiang Ruoyun's knees.

The surface feels warm and smooth to the touch.

But to his surprise, the weight on his back was shockingly light.

Lin Mo barely exerted any effort; his legs suddenly tensed, and he used his waist and abdomen to stand up with remarkable ease.

It remained perfectly still, without any shaking.

Jiang Ruoyun was startled by the sudden feeling of being lifted into the air. Instinctively, she tightened her arms and buried her face in Lin Mo's neck.

"Don't be afraid, you won't fall."

Lin Mo's deep, husky voice rang in her ears, as if it possessed a kind of soothing magic.

He strode confidently forward, his long legs carrying him in his obviously expensive limited-edition sneakers, and stepped into the filthy mud without hesitation.

"Smack—smack—"

Mud and water splashed, instantly soiling his trouser legs.

But Lin Mo didn't even frown.

He walked with exceptional steadiness, choosing his footings with remarkable precision, specifically selecting hard rocks covered by mud and water to step on.

Even on the slippery road, his body remained as upright as a pine tree, ensuring that the girl on his back felt no bumps whatsoever.

However, the soft touch on my back was just too irresistible.

To distract himself from his own unruly behavior, Lin Mo deliberately used his hands to gently bounce Jiang Ruoyun on his back.

"Ah!" Jiang Ruoyun exclaimed in surprise, "Why did you move all of a sudden!"

"I'm thinking about something."

As Lin Mo walked steadily forward, he spoke casually, his tone carrying a hint of irritating teasing.

"Young Miss, do you usually eat at home?"

"It's as light as a cat, it has no weight at all."

He paused, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"When you get back, you should eat more meat. Otherwise, people will think that I, your meal buddy, am skimping on your food."

Jiang Ruoyun leaned on his shoulder, listening to his words, which were ostensibly disdainful but were actually expressions of concern.

She couldn't resist extending her small fist and gently punching his strong shoulder.

"Mind your own business! This is a perfect figure, okay?!"

"However..." she changed the subject, her voice becoming soft and sweet, "I'll eat any meat you make."

The two bickered on the muddy mountain path, but the scene was not at all embarrassing; instead, it was full of the sweet and sour smell of love.

This scene was captured without a single second by a photographer following them from a short distance away using a high-definition lens.

After a brief period of silence, the live stream chat exploded with a burst of comments.

[Aaaaaaah! Kill me to cheer them up! This overflowing boyfriend power is driving me crazy!]

[Does anyone understand?! I also want to be carried steadily by Lin Shen through muddy roads like this!]

[Lin Shen's mouth is as stubborn as a dead duck! He says he thinks it's too light, but his hands supporting the other person's leg are incredibly steady, not even a tremor!]

[Character is revealed in the details! Look at where Lin Shen stepped—it's all deep pits. To avoid splashing mud onto the young lady's dress, he was willing to let his entire leg sink in!]

Is this the legendary ultimate double standard? He's ruthless towards Zhao Kuo, but incredibly gentle with his wife.

[Unilaterally announcing: I agree to this marriage! I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau to the island; please get married here!]

at the same time.

In the office of the History Department at Peking University, a thousand miles away in Beijing.

Song Wan was sitting at her desk, holding a cup of freshly brewed Longjing tea. On the tablet in front of her, the live broadcast of "Heart Signal" was playing.

This is a dignified and authoritative professor who is usually serious and unsmiling in the academic world.

But as he looked at the young figure on the screen, trudging through the mud, his lips couldn't help but curl into a smile.

Lin Mo's white shirt was soaked with sweat, and his expensive sneakers had turned muddy.

But his hands supporting Jiang Ruoyun's legs never loosened even slightly.

Jiang Ruoyun's beautiful floral dress was spotless, without even a single speck of mud on it.

"This kid..."

Song Wan put down her teacup, nodded with great satisfaction, and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

"Don't complain when you encounter difficulties, handle problems decisively, and most importantly, take responsibility."

Having grown accustomed to the glamorous facades of wealthy families, I've come to see those pampered young masters who, when faced with problems, only know how to shirk responsibility.

Song Wan knew all too well how precious Lin Mo's simple yet powerful sense of responsibility was.

"Much better than some pretty faces who only know how to send flowers and talk nonsense."

She snorted softly, picked up her phone, and opened a chat window with someone named "Stubborn Old Man".

I sent them the screenshot I had just taken of Lin Mo carrying Jiang Ruoyun through the mud.

It also included a short but highly damaging voice message:

"Look at Xiao Lin, he carried Ruoyun through the mud without a word just to keep her shoes clean. And look at you, when we were dating, you actually made me wade through the water to buy an umbrella when it rained?"

About five minutes later.

In the president's office of the Jiang Group, Jiang Jianguo, who was reviewing documents, looked at the message on his phone and his old face turned red.

He held back for a long time, then angrily tapped his fingers on the screen.

In the end, all I could do was reply with a string of ellipses, feeling utterly frustrated.

"..."

Jiang Jianguo threw his phone on the table, staring at the "country bumpkin" on the screen who had stolen his little cotton-padded jacket, his back teeth almost grinding to powder.

But for some reason, seeing his daughter's genuinely sweet smile on Lin Mo's back, he couldn't muster the anger he felt.

The scene returns to the island.

This muddy mountain path wasn't very long, but it was extremely tiring to walk on.

Lin Mo carried Jiang Ruoyun steadily on his back for more than ten minutes through the rugged mudflats.

His breathing only became slightly heavier, but his steps remained perfectly steady.

Finally, as they stepped over the last mud puddle, the path beneath their feet returned to solid bluestone slabs.

A melodious morning bell rang, penetrating the dense forest and echoing through the mountains.

Lin Mo slowly stopped in his tracks.

Not far ahead of them, halfway up the mountain, stood a quaint, centuries-old temple with upturned eaves, quietly shrouded in mist.

A faint, calming sandalwood scent wafted through the air.

We've arrived at Haishan Ancient Temple.

"Please get off, young lady. We've arrived."

Lin Mo bent down slightly, released his hands, and gently placed the girl on his back onto the bluestone slab.

Jiang Ruoyun straightened her skirt and looked at Lin Mo's muddy trousers and shoes, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes.

"Let's go."

Lin Mo casually shook the mud off his shoes and naturally took her hand.

The two walked side by side up the steps and stepped through the ancient temple's vermilion gate.

Outside the main hall, a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree with lush foliage soars into the clouds.

On the long table under the tree, there were blank wooden prayer plaques for tourists to write their wishes on.