Huayu: Starting with Rejecting 00s Actresses on a Dating Show

The next day, the eight people set off in batches to the Heartbeat House.

The day before, William and Hemier had arranged to cook together. He was the first to set off, intending to buy the groceries before returning to the cottage.

Tan Wen was the fifth to set off. The journey would take about an hour and a half. Tan Wen decided to buy some groceries before heading to the cabin.

Two hours later, Tan Wen bought the groceries, pushed his heavy suitcase, and arrived at the Heartbeat House.

Although it's called a small house, it's much larger than a typical villa, with three floors and very luxurious decorations.

"Wow, the production team is really rich."

Tan Wen walked to the door, but before he could open it, he heard laughter coming from inside. It was He Mi'er.

Tan Wen was somewhat moved; after more than ten hours apart, he could finally take advantage of the situation again.

He pushed open the door and immediately saw the semi-open kitchen at the end of the living room, where He Mi'er was helping William.

This kitchen is a bit small; it looks out of place in this living room. I guess it was intentional on the part of the production team so that it would look better when the guests are all squeezed together in there.

"Oh, you've arrived." He Mi'er dropped what she was doing and went to greet her.

Today she was wearing a blue cropped top with rolled-up hem, which made her long, fair legs look even longer under the black mini-skirt.

Seeing Tan Wen carrying groceries, he said happily, "Great! We don't lack chefs this season. William can cook Western food."

Tan Wen naturally handed the dish to He Mi'er, saying, "It seems you're a girl who loves to eat."

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have so much fat." He Mi'er said, pinching the flesh on her arm. "Look."

"Nice muscle definition," Tan Wen casually complimented.

He put down his luggage, nodded to William, and asked, "Who's here?"

"Xu Jing and Sun Yike went out to buy groceries. There's no food left in the fridge. I was going to go too, but William needs me to help him."

"Then you'll need to assist two people now."

"I'd love to."

Tan Wen walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, and then turned his back to He Mi'er.

"Help me tie it."

He Mi'er wiped her hands and quietly tied it on for him.

In a way, this was the first time in her life that she had dressed a man, and the feeling was quite peculiar.

William glanced at the water stains on his chest, feeling somewhat annoyed. He had only focused on delivering a good performance and hadn't considered that asking for help from the other person could also be a way to build a closer relationship.

Hmm? He suddenly noticed that He Mi'er wasn't wearing an apron either. What a great opportunity!

He immediately bent down to look for an apron, but when he finally got it, he saw Tan Wen already holding a pink apron out in front of He Mi'er.

He Mi'er paused for a moment, then instead of taking the apron, she buried her head in the apron's headband, swaying her graceful figure.

It's hard to reconcile this little girl's actions with her bright and cheerful demeanor. This contrast gives her an endearing quality.

Tan Wen was also taken aback by her behavior, because for someone who had only met her once or twice, this action was indeed a bit intimate.

He thought to himself, "He Mi'er seems to know a lot about relationships."

He tied a bow for He Mi'er and immediately noticed two dimples on her fair lower back. He carefully avoided touching her exposed flesh with his fingers. The system credited him with 300 yuan. Very good!

William casually stuffed the apron into the closet and said to Tan Wen, "Looks like you've watched quite a few dating reality shows."

Tan Wen knew that William was subtly mocking his act of wearing an apron, something he had learned from the romance novel.

He shrugged, not caring.

If he could, he could do nothing but tie He Mi'er's apron over and over again for the next twenty-odd days.

300 at a time, that would make even a Gates-level person ache... um... never mind, probably not, too hasty!

"Are you jealous?" Tan Wen asked.

Seeing that the two did not respond, Tan Wen added, "I need to use vinegar to make tiger-skin green peppers and fried tofu today."

William realized that Tan Wen was provoking him, but it turned out that he was asking about his taste.

He Mi'er also breathed a sigh of relief.

As the person involved, she naturally knew that William and Tan Wen had feelings for her, and it would be a lie to say that she was not happy. However, she did not want others to be at odds over her, as it would make her feel awkward and embarrassed.

At this moment, the comments section was filled with people expressing their sympathy for Williams.

"He did it on purpose."

"This guy makes you want to get angry but you can't. He's so mean."

"Why should Sister Mi tie his apron? She has no sense of propriety at all."

"How can his green peppers compare to William's steak? William, hurry up and switch to taunting mode."

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"I'm not picky about food, as long as it tastes good, I'm fine with it," He Mi'er said casually.

"Okay, can you peel some garlic for me?"

"OK."

William saw that his female companion had been naturally ordered around, and he didn't know what to say.

If I appear on a TV show, my whole family will be watching. If I get labeled as unstable, it will be very detrimental to my return to the board of directors.

A mature person's dignity is to act as if nothing happened.

He Mi'er carefully peeled the garlic, but because her nails were too long, she was very slow.

She was a little embarrassed and looked to Tan Wen for help. Tan Wen noticed it too. He put the garlic on the cutting board and then pressed it down with the knife, and the garlic skin came off easily.

"That's so simple? I'm so stupid."

"I learned it from my mom. I used to slap it, but it would splatter everywhere."

He Mi'er took the cleaver and started pressing the garlic cloves as if she were doing it herself. She finished pressing a whole clove of garlic in no time.

"You're quite efficient," Tan Wen said.

"You're kinder than my mom. She criticizes me whenever I do anything in front of her."

Zzz~

The sizzling sound of frying oil interrupted their conversation.

William put the fresh steak into the pot, and the aroma instantly filled the air.

Both of their attention were drawn at the same time.

"Mi'er, didn't you want to learn how to make steak? You'll miss out if you don't watch now," William said.

Seeing that Tan Wen didn't seem to need any help, He Mi'er quickly stepped forward.

She considered herself quite skilled at cooking steak, but since William wanted to show off in front of her, she was happy to play along.

"Hey, why aren't you wearing an apron? Don't get oil splashed on your shirt."

William was thrilled; you finally noticed. "Um, my hand isn't working properly right now."

Just as He Mi'er was about to step forward, she heard Tan Wen's voice, "Come on, let me help you."

Tan Wen picked up an apron at some point and looked at William in a friendly manner.

"Haha, a strange couple has been born. It's not that the two of you are no match."

"Two tall boys, each 1.86 meters tall, wearing aprons, this is a bit wild."

"How come this is unexpectedly sweet? Lock it in!"

"The brotherhood gradually turned sour."

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William had no choice but to obediently cooperate with Tan Wen as he tied the apron on him.

Tan Wen felt no guilt whatsoever, thinking to himself that he would at least thank me.

"Thank you," William said calmly.

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