Chapter 6
[Holy shit! Did she hit someone with the car?!]
[Hahahaha, vehicular assault! Xie-bitch is headed straight to prison!]
[Wait… but didn’t he just say “Press 1 to revive me”… is this a setup?]
[Isn’t that Mr. Panda?? He had logged off earlier before his identity was revealed.]
Many had guessed he bailed last minute because he was ugly as sin.
Who would’ve thought he’d make his reappearance like this.
Truly… novel.
The set was so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Just as everyone thought Xie Mi would panic and lose her cool, she actually let out a sharp laugh.
“So you’re pulling an insurance scam, huh?”
Without looking back, she started walking toward the car again, tossing out casually, “If you don’t move, I’ll just run you over.”
The others’ eyes widened in horror.
Holy crap. This woman’s insane.
But the man on the ground didn’t move. His head tilted to the side, and his mask slipped off—
Revealing a face of stunning beauty.
His skin was flawless like porcelain, black tousled hair falling messily across his forehead, lashes long, nose high and sharp, lips tinted with natural red.
Xie Mi spun back around in one smooth motion and darted forward to lift him up!
“1111111!!”
[Oh my god!! Don’t just stand there! Press 1 to revive my husband!!]
[111111111111]
[1111111111111111111]
The comments flipped instantly, the wall of “1” comments even drowning out the insults at Xie Mi.
Until someone cried out on set:
“Mr. Shen?” Liu Woxing gasped, covering her mouth. “Are you Mr. Shen Yeqing?”
[Mr. Shen?? Holy crap!! That mysterious billionaire Mr. Shen??]
[Yes!! Mr. Shen—secretive tycoon, obsessed with charity. Over the years he’s made more than 300 donations, each never less than eight figures. To this day, no one knows the extent of his wealth.]
[I always thought Mr. Shen was some old man. Didn’t expect him to be a young, gorgeous man!!]
[Even Shen Yeqing came to this dating show?? What kind of god-tier show is this?!]
Shen Yeqing was a top philanthropist, his good deeds known worldwide. From eighty-year-olds to three-year-olds, everyone knew of his charities.
Already a sacred, untouchable existence—and now with such a face?
People loved him even more.
#ShenYeqingJoinsDatingShow#
#ShenYeqingRevealsHisFace#
The trending topics shook the whole of Weibo. Even those who never watched livestreams rushed into the room to witness.
And what they saw was…
The mysterious tycoon weakly leaning into Xie Mi’s arms.
Wait. What kind of pairing was this?
[Xie Mi is such a slut! She sticks to every man she sees. Mr. Shen clearly likes Shuangshuang!]
[Hold on—when did Mr. Shen ever like Xu Shuangrong?]
[When Panda-man ate with Xu Shuangrong he was clearly bored, and later chose “no.” Why do her fans keep deluding themselves saying he likes her? I don’t get it.]
To Xie Mi, the name Shen Yeqing was unfamiliar.
This character didn’t exist in the original novel. In fact, the sixth guest should have been the second male lead, You Hongxuan.
But Xie Mi didn’t dwell on that.
When you’re holding a beauty in your arms, it’s kind of rude to think about other men.
Maybe the “Press 1” trick worked, because Shen Yeqing slowly opened his eyes, a pair of captivating irises stealing souls.
“Was it you who hit me?”
Damn—even his voice was gorgeous.
Xie Mi was bewitched, “Yes, it was me.”
The man in her arms smiled even more dazzlingly, “Good. Then pay up.”
Her smile froze.
Damn it.
So it was a scam!
The ridiculous opening finally ended, and the six guests split into three groups to head for the villa.
As expected, Xie Mi was paired with Shen Yeqing.
But by then her lust had evaporated. After all, talking money killed the mood.
“So you want compensation, right? We can discuss the terms in the car.” Xie Mi politely invited him inside.
Surprised at her cooperation, Shen Yeqing also readily agreed, “Alright.”
He was about to buckle his seatbelt when—suddenly Xie Mi slammed the gas, then the brakes!
BANG!
Shen Yeqing’s head smashed against the windshield. He blacked out.
Xie Mi flashed him a heart sign. “Now there’s nothing to discuss.”
That’s what he got for trying to scam her.
[?!!?!?!!??]
[I!! Holy fuck!!]
[Before I thought Xie Mi was just pretending to be crazy. Now I know—she’s actually crazy.]
[Wait WHAT?? This is Shen Yeqing—the hot rich philanthropist! What are you doing?? What the hell are you doing??]
Everyone thought Xie Mi being paired with Shen Yeqing was a blessing from the ancestors. Even if she didn’t fawn over him, fine—but this?!
[I get it now!]
Finally, an “expert” chimed in.
[Because Xie Mi is Emperor Xiao’s loyal lapdog! Of course she doesn’t see any other men. Maybe she’s even doing this on purpose, to show Emperor Xiao how devoted she is.]
Ohhh—
Netizens suddenly understood.
So it was intentional. She was building her “devoted” persona.
But the developments that followed gradually veered off from what they imagined.
At the villa, the six guests gathered in the living room to play their first icebreaker game: Finger Folding.
Rules: Everyone holds up five fingers. Each person takes turns stating something they’ve experienced. Anyone who hasn’t experienced the same must fold one finger. When all five are down, you lose.
The first two to lose become tonight’s chefs, responsible for dinner.
“Ah, Mr. Shen, what happened to your forehead?”
Xu Shuangrong gasped, pulling out a handkerchief and leaning in. “How did you get hurt so badly? If you don’t get to a hospital quickly, it might…”
“Might heal,” Shen Yeqing interrupted with a sly curve of his lips. “And if it heals, how can I scam people?”
Xie Mi, munching on melon, choked: “?”
Who exactly are you saying you’re scamming?
Xu Shuangrong froze a little, but her strong nerves quickly carried her into a smile. “It seems you two are getting along really well. That’s wonderful, now I can relax.”
“Don’t relax just yet,” Xie Mi cut in professionally. “The two of us are bound to fight later.”
“You want to do me?” Shen Yeqing blinked, looking almost bashful. He lowered his head, smiling faintly. “I wouldn’t mind.”
“???”
Xie Mi lunged, grabbing him by the collar. “Get all that filthy innuendo out of your head!!”
BANG—!
Suddenly, Xiao Jingxi slammed his water glass down on the table so hard it drew everyone’s eyes to him.
His thin lips pressed tight, face sour, but then he slowly forced a smile, “Let’s stop messing around and start the game. The director is cueing us to continue.”
Director Niu, who’d been watching with interest: “??”
Excuse me?
He hadn’t cued a thing.
