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

"Tonify the kidneys?"

Lin Mo held a soup spoon in his hand, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He glanced at Zhao Kuo, who was still sprawled on the sofa groaning, and a cruel sneer curled at the corner of his lips:

"If that thing were so easy to repair, what would be the point of hospitals?"

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the casserole.

A rich, sweet fragrance instantly dispelled the faint medicinal smell from before.

Amidst the steaming heat, the porridge in the pot had an enticing amber color, plump red dates, blooming rice grains, and even a few dried osmanthus blossoms floating on top.

"This is employee perk for the boss's wife."

Lin Mo ladled out a small bowl, blew on it gently, and handed it to Jiang Ruoyun, who looked completely bewildered.

"Red date and angelica porridge, with wild honey added, is not bitter."

Jiang Ruoyun blinked and took the small, warm-looking bowl in her hands.

She was an extremely picky eater and would never even glance at something dark and smelly like medicine.

But for some reason, she always felt that anything Lin Mo served must be delicious.

I took a small sip carefully.

His eyes lit up instantly.

"Hmm!"

Jiang Ruoyun looked up in surprise, "It's so sweet! And... it makes my stomach feel warm!"

The warmth slid down my esophagus, and my stomach, which had been constricted by the cold and pain, instantly relaxed.

Even my right leg, which had just regained sensation, felt lighter.

This is hardly medicine.

This is clearly a top-quality dessert!

Beside him, Zhao Kuo smelled the aroma, and his stomach rumbled loudly.

He was already hungry and tired, and on top of that, Lin Mo had just diagnosed him with "deficiency." So, when he saw that bowl of porridge, it was like seeing a lifeline.

Since it was made by Lin Mo, it must have some unique secret recipe, right?

Maybe drinking this will help you feel better?

"that……"

Zhao Kuo swallowed hard, then brazenly moved closer, his eyes fixed on the last bit of food left in the casserole.

"Lin Mo, um... could I have a bowl too?"

"I'll pay! How about a thousand a bowl?"

For the sake of a man's dignity, Zhao Kuo is really going all out this time.

Lin Mo was tidying up the spoons when he heard this. Without even looking up, he slammed the lid of the casserole pot shut.

"That's all."

His voice was cold, and his refusal was crisp and decisive.

"This porridge takes a lot of heat; you have to keep an eye on the heat for half an hour and simmer it over a low flame."

Lin Mo picked up the casserole, turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving Zhao Kuo with only a cold, indifferent back view:

"Not for sale to outsiders."

"Want some? Make it yourself."

Zhao Kuo: "..."

The comments section erupted in laughter.

[Hahaha! Young Master Zhao wanted to buy health with money, but was ruthlessly rejected!]

[Lin Mo: I only feed my wife my porridge. You want some? Dream on!]

This double standard is outrageous! Jiang Ruoyun gets to drink it for free, while Zhao Kuo can't even buy it for two thousand!

[Zhao Kuo: This is so hard for me. Not only am I suffering from kidney deficiency, but I'm also starving.]

……

It was evening.

The sunset at the seaside is always exceptionally magnificent.

The golden-red afterglow bathed the entire courtyard of the Heartbeat Cottage, and the sea breeze, no longer hot during the day, became gentle.

Following the typical format of dating reality shows, the guests should pair up and take a walk on the beach or chat and talk about love while drinking red wine on the terrace.

But after last night's "hellish street vending" and just now's "collective bone setting," everyone was exhausted.

In the living room of Building A, the guests were all sprawled on the sofa playing on their phones, none of them wanting to move.

Only in the dilapidated yet quaint little courtyard of Building C is the scene truly unique.

Lin Mo changed into a looser white training uniform (actually just an oversized T-shirt), put on cloth shoes, and stood under the old locust tree in the center of the courtyard.

He placed his phone on the stone table, playing soothing guqin music.

Then, stand with your feet shoulder-width apart.

The initial momentum.

Slowly raise both hands, palms facing upwards.

The movements were slow, yet they possessed an indescribable sense of rhythm and power.

He looks like one of those elderly men doing morning exercises in the park, but the clothes he makes, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, have an air of otherworldly elegance.

The viewers in the live stream were stunned.

【？？？？？】

What is this? Radio calisthenics?

[The person upstairs is uncultured; this is the Eight Pieces of Brocade! I practice it too!]

[No... this is a dating reality show! Lin Mo, you're only twenty-four! Why do you want to live like a sixty-four-year-old?]

This sudden change in art style almost gave me a back injury... but why do I find it so soothing?

Jiang Ruoyun finished her porridge and felt completely refreshed.

She strolled into the yard and, seeing Lin Mo's posture, immediately became interested.

"Lin Mo, what kind of unparalleled martial arts are you practicing?"

Jiang Ruoyun circled around Lin Mo like a curious kitten, asking, "Could you teach me?"

Lin Mo maintained the posture of "holding up the sky with both hands to regulate the three jiaos," looking straight ahead, his voice steady:

"Strengthen the body and nourish the vital energy."

"If you want to learn, stand to the side and don't block my way from absorbing the energy."

Jiang Ruoyun pursed her lips, but wasn't angry.

She imitated Lin Mo, standing next to him with her long legs spread apart.

Is that right?

Jiang Ruoyun raised her hands, trying to lift the sky like Lin Mo did.

But because of her lack of coordination and the fact that her leg had just healed, she was swaying unsteadily.

It doesn't look like it's practicing martial arts; it looks more like a clumsy penguin trying hard to learn to fly.

He almost walked with the same steps on the same side.

[Hahaha! Miss's action is so cute!]

Is this what they call "buyer's show" versus "seller's show"?

Lin Mo is a Grandmaster, and Jiang Ruoyun is... a newly manufactured robot?

Lin Mo sighed.

He stopped and turned away helplessly.

"That's not how you position your hands."

Lin Mo walked up behind Jiang Ruoyun.

Without any hesitation, he reached out and grasped Jiang Ruoyun's wrist.

"Sink your shoulders and drop your elbows."

His voice was right next to Jiang Ruoyun's ear, carrying a hint of warmth.

The faint herbal scent unique to Lin Mo instantly enveloped Jiang Ruoyun.

Jiang Ruoyun froze, her face instantly turning red.

Isn't this pose a little too suggestive?

Lin Mo, however, acted like a strict master, completely unaware of the need to "take advantage" of the situation.

He supported Jiang Ruoyun's elbow with one hand and gently pressed the other hand on her lower back (near the Mingmen acupoint).

"Stand up straight, don't slouch."

"Sink your Qi to your Dantian and breathe slowly."

Jiang Ruoyun felt that the large hand pressing on her lower back was like a branding iron, burning her and making her panic.

How could she possibly remember breathing?

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat!

"Is...is that so?"

Jiang Ruoyun's voice trembled, and she leaned limply against Lin Mo's chest, completely being moved by him.

"Yes, keep it up."

Lin Mo led her through a set of "Drawing the Bow with Both Hands Like Shooting an Eagle".

At sunset.

The two shadows were stretched long and overlapped.

One tall, one short; one moving, one still.

There was no grand declaration of love, no deliberately crafted romance.

The only sounds were the occasional chirping of cicadas in the courtyard and the almost synchronized breathing of the two people.

The atmosphere of tranquility and peace was so rich that it almost overflowed from the screen.

I can't take it anymore... This is way too sweet!

This isn't a dating show, it's a matchmaking program for senior citizens! But I love watching it!

Is this what they call "husbandly charm"? Lin Mo really seems like the kind of partner who would take care of you for a lifetime!

[Jiang Ruoyun: I want to be in a relationship, and he wants to take care of me in my old age.]

The key is... they're such a perfect match! This slow-burning, enduring feeling is just too irresistible!

Just when the whole internet was shipping this "retirement couple"...

The directing team behind the monitor finally couldn't sit still any longer.

The director was so anxious, grabbing his hair, as the live stream was going off track.

"No! We can't go on like this!"

"This is a romance reality show! We want passion! We want hormones! We want a chaotic battleground!"

"What's with them doing Tai Chi here? Is it some kind of health program?!"

The director slammed his hand on the table, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and his eyes revealed a fierce determination to cause trouble.

"Now that everyone has almost recovered..."

"Then get moving! Don't even think about lying around!"

sizzle-

The radio in the Heartbeat Hut suddenly went off, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

Lin Mo was about to help Jiang Ruoyun adjust her neck posture when he was startled by the sudden sound, and his hand trembled.

Jiang Ruoyun jumped back as if she had been electrocuted, her face turning as red as a tomato.

"Ahem, distinguished guests, please pay attention!"

The director's voice trembled with excitement:

"After a day of rest, I believe everyone's bodies are now in optimal condition!"

"To test everyone's patience and survival skills, the production team has decided to hold the first-ever event tomorrow—"

"Exciting Sea Fishing Contest!"

"The rules are as follows: Teams will split into pairs and head to international waters for fishing. The winner will be determined by the total weight of the fish caught!"

"The winner will receive a luxurious candlelight dinner! The last person... will be responsible for washing everyone's clothes!"

These words were spoken.

In the courtyard of Building C, Lin Mo's face instantly fell.

"Sea fishing?"

He rubbed his temples in pain and slumped back into the tattered wicker chair.

"This is terrible... I want to sleep..."

In the living room of Building A.

Zhao Kuo, who was originally clutching his waist and looking utterly hopeless, instantly changed upon hearing the words "sea fishing".

It was like receiving a shot of adrenaline.

Or perhaps it was a final burst of energy before death.

Suddenly, he sat up from the sofa. His back and legs no longer ached, and his eyes shone with a light called "ambition."

"fishing?!"

Zhao Kuo's voice trembled with excitement. He grabbed the cushion next to him and clenched his fist hard.

"Hahaha! This day has finally come!"

He turned to look at the huge, unopened black equipment box in the corner, a sneer of extreme confidence curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Lin Mo, what use is your ability to set bones?"

"That's one of my strengths!"

"My top-of-the-line lure fishing gear, all imported from Japan and worth six figures... is finally going to have a use!"