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

Under the spotlight, the air seemed to freeze.

Tens of millions of eyes were fixed on the hand Lin Mo reached into his pocket.

Viewers across the internet are wildly speculating what shocking item this unpredictable "God of Lin" will pull out this time.

Could it be some kind of extremely rare antique?

Or is it a black card filled with a mysterious identity?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone holding their breath, Lin Mo slowly withdrew his hand.

There was no dazzling light, nor luxurious packaging.

His fingertips casually held a neatly folded piece of white Xuan paper.

Not only the guests at the scene, but even the production team backstage were stunned.

What kind of operation is this?

The grand finale of the confession night: the male lead pulls out a tattered piece of paper?

Lin Mo remained calm, his well-defined fingers gently pinching the edge of the Xuan paper, his wrist trembling slightly.

A soft "whoosh" sound.

The white Xuan paper slowly unfolds under the soft spotlight.

The high-definition camera immediately zoomed in, giving a super close-up that filled the entire screen.

That wasn't some thousand-word love letter filled with cheesy sweet nothings.

There was no piling up of fancy words.

It was actually a... menu!

The fragrance of ink seems to waft through the screen onto the rice paper.

The table above is filled with rows of dish names written in the vigorous and sharp "slender gold" calligraphy style.

Braised pork belly

Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs

Crab-stuffed orange

Crab Roe Rice

……

Every word is powerful and elegant, exuding the air of a master who looks down on the world, yet it also describes the most down-to-earth and delicious home-cooked meals.

Knowledgeable netizens were stunned the moment they saw the handwriting.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Unfortunately, I'm uncultured; one "holy crap" is all I need!]

[This is pure, authentic Slender Gold calligraphy! Every stroke seems to carry the sharpness of a knife; you absolutely couldn't write this without thirty years of dedicated practice since childhood!]

[The vice president of the calligraphy and painting association has posted a comment under his real name: If Lin Shen's calligraphy were stamped with his seal, it would fetch a starting price of seven figures at auction!]

[Incredible! A street food stall menu written with priceless calligraphy? What an amazing contrast!]

Wait, didn't you guys notice? All the dishes on this... are what the young lady has eaten over the past month!

A comment in the live chat woke me from my reverie.

All the longtime fans were instantly moved to tears.

They remembered that braised pork was the first meal Jiang Ruoyun ate when she first arrived on the island. She had put aside her pampered young lady status and squatted at the kitchen door with her bowl in hand, eating with her mouth full of oil.

That crab-stuffed orange was a special dessert that Lin Mo painstakingly dug up from the sea reef during a typhoon and carefully cooked for her in front of a dilapidated stove.

She devoured three large bowls of that crab roe and rice dish in one go, almost bursting the belt of her haute couture dress.

These dish names are not simple foods at all.

Rather, it's the record of the little moments the two spent together on the island over the past month.

It is the purest love that is simmered in the daily grind, from the first light of dawn to the starry night.

Jiang Ruoyun stared blankly at the sheet of Xuan paper.

Her originally cool and noble eyes were instantly covered with a thick layer of moisture.

My vision gradually blurred, and the tip of my nose ached with a soreness.

Lin Mo looked at the girl in front of him with red eyes, and the casual smile on his lips gradually faded.

He straightened up and dropped his usual nonchalant, laid-back facade.

His dark eyes swirled with an unprecedented seriousness and deep affection.

"Jiang Ruoyun".

He called her by her full name, his voice low and hoarse, yet exuding an irresistible power.

"Now, I have no more debts with penalty fees."

"Putting aside all that messy trending topics, I'm just a penniless free man, a real pauper."

Lin Mo lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her fingertips that had turned white from nervousness.

"This show will be ending completely tonight."

"No matter how beautiful the scenery of an island is, it is ultimately just a dream. When dawn breaks, everyone has to return to their own lives."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruoyun's heart clenched, and tears streamed down her face.

She was afraid that Lin Mo would say no, afraid that this man, whose only thought was to go home and farm, would really disappear into the vast sea of ​​people after dawn.

However, Lin Mo suddenly took half a step forward.

He lowered his head, staring intently into her eyes, and spoke each word clearly and forcefully.

"but."

"My kitchen, starting tomorrow, will be open indefinitely just for you."

boom!

These words struck like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, exploding directly in everyone's minds.

There were no "I love you"s, no "vows of eternal love".

There's only one simple phrase: "Open only for you."

For a master chef who considers cooking his life's work and has conquered the world with a single pot, this is a truly exceptional individual.

This is simply the most domineering, hardcore, and heartwarming promise in the world!

Lin Mo gently handed the menu, written in the thin gold script, to her.

The corners of his mouth once again curved into that indulgent and doting smile that belonged only to her.

"This 'long-term meal ticket'..."

"Miss Jiang, do you still want it?"

At this moment, Jiang Ruoyun's psychological defenses completely collapsed.

She completely forgot about the reserved demeanor of the richest heiress in Beijing and the aloof, world-weary persona of a wealthy family.

Her suppressed anxiety and uncertainty for a month transformed into overwhelming joy in that instant.

"want!"

Jiang Ruoyun cried so hard that her delicate makeup was ruined.

Without any regard for her image, she opened her arms wide and, like a fledgling swallow returning to its nest, suddenly threw herself into Lin Mo's arms.

The force of the impact caused Lin Mo to stumble back half a step, but he still managed to catch her steadily.

Jiang Ruoyun clung tightly to Lin Mo's strong waist, her knuckles turning white from the pressure, as if she wanted to meld herself into his very bones.

She buried her face in Lin Mo's white shirt, which smelled of soap, and cried out loudly, her voice carrying an undeniable domineering tone.

"I want it for the rest of my life!"

"You'll never cook a single meal for another woman but me!"

"Lin Mo, don't even think about shaking me off! I'll follow you wherever you go. If you dare go back to the village to farm, I'll rent a whole mountain for you!"

Lin Mo couldn't help but chuckle as he listened to the girl in his arms's tearful, boastful words.

He raised his large hand and gently stroked the back of her head, smoothing her newly styled hair to soothe her agitated emotions.

"it is good."

"If I don't let you go, I'll let you stay for the rest of your life."

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Under the spotlight, a man in an inexpensive white shirt and a wealthy heiress in a million-dollar haute couture gown embrace tightly.

This scene is more beautiful than any idol drama in the world.

Meanwhile, at this very moment, at the headquarters of Tencent Video, thousands of miles away...

"Manager! This is terrible! The server core temperature is too high!"

"The barrage data stream has exceeded three times the historical peak! Backup broadband has completely crashed!"

The desperate shouts of the technicians echoed in the computer room.

After a period of severe buffering, the live stream screen completely turned into static.

The entire network's servers crashed instantly because of Lin Mo's words, "a long-term meal ticket."

Countless netizens were crying their eyes out in front of their screens, frantically refreshing the page and posting their cries on various social media platforms.

【Aaaaaaah! Someone save me! I'm suffocating from all this PDA!】

[A long-term meal ticket! What kind of divine love confession is this?! It's more powerful than a hundred "I love you"s!]

[Lin Shen is so clever! He made the most valuable promise in the simplest way!]

[My heart broke when the young lady cried. Is this the embodiment of mutual devotion?]

[Where's the Civil Affairs Bureau?! I'll move it to this island for you! Get married right here! Immediately! Right now!]

Meanwhile, in the Jiang family villa, the most exclusive and affluent area in Beijing.

A "family tragedy" comparable to an 8-magnitude earthquake is unfolding.

The 100-inch LCD screen was frozen on the frame of the two embracing tightly because of the network outage.

On a large, luxurious European-style leather sofa.

Jiang Jianguo, the richest man in Beijing's business circle who wields great influence and is known for his decisive and ruthless actions.

He was slumped there, completely undignified, clutching a crumpled tissue in his hand.

Tears streamed down his dignified old face.

"Waaaaah..."

Jiang Jianguo sobbed as he blew his nose forcefully, making a loud "blowing" sound.

He looked at his precious daughter on the screen, who was holding Lin Mo tightly and wouldn't let go, and felt his heart was bleeding.

"That brat! He's so shameless!"

Jiang Jianguo was so angry that he slapped his thigh repeatedly, and even his voice changed.

"Just a piece of paper! It's not even a proper certificate!"

"With just a tattered piece of paper and a few simple dishes, they managed to swindle my precious daughter, whom I've pampered for twenty years!"

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and his tears flowed even more fiercely.

"I bought her a private jet back then, and she still didn't hug me this tightly!"

"Waaaaah... I'm so angry! My little cabbage, just like that, was eaten by this wild boar that appeared out of nowhere!"

As Jiang Jianguo cursed, he stared intently at Lin Mo on the screen, wishing he could crawl up the internet cable and bite him.

But he was stubborn and refused to admit it, even though he was incredibly jealous.

Sitting next to her husband, Song Wan shook her head helplessly as she watched his comical appearance of a tough man shedding tears.

She still maintained that serene elegance, but the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Song Wan slowly pulled a new tissue from the sterling silver tissue box and handed it to Jiang Jianguo with a smile.

"Alright, alright, Old Jiang, wipe your tears."

Song Wan pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, her tone revealing her ruthlessness.

"Stop pretending, you're probably secretly thrilled."

"With Xiao Lin's calligraphy and his refined demeanor, which young master from a prominent family in the entire capital can compare?"

She glanced at her husband.

Jiang Jianguo was speechless, choked by his wife's words. He could only take the tissue with a wronged expression, wipe his nose hard, and continue to stare at the screen, sulking.

The night breeze on the island is slightly cool.

But the back garden of the Heartbeat Cottage is as warm as spring.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several loud explosions ripped through the night sky.

Electronic cigarettes bloomed one after another in the sky above the Heartbeat House, illuminating the entire sea area as if it were daytime.

A shower of dazzling fireworks rained down, landing on the backs of the two embracing figures.

The program's camera captured this moment with remarkable precision.

The image is frozen on Lin Mo's gentle features and Jiang Ruoyun's joyful, tearful smile.

Then, accompanied by a soothing and moving ending theme song, the live stream screen slowly went black.

The phenomenal dating reality show "Heart Signal," which ran for a month, has come to a perfect end with an incredible level of popularity and caused the entire internet to crash!

No melodrama, no regrets.

There is only one beautiful fairy tale that begins with noodles mixed with lard and ends with a sandalwood hairpin and a long-term meal ticket.

The next morning.

The island welcomed a long-awaited sunny day.

The sea breeze, carrying a faint salty smell, caressed the beach.

All the guests had packed their luggage and stood in front of the villa, ready to board a helicopter and leave the deserted island where they had lived for a month.

Everyone must return to reality and face their own life trajectory.

Lin Mo's whereabouts became the biggest problem.