No one would check the contents of the slip.
This was something Shen Sizhan had noticed from the previous two rounds of the game.
The only question was whether Xie Guanyan would reject it again this time.
If he refused once more, Shen Sizhan was truly out of ideas!
As soon as Shen Sizhan spoke,
Jiang Wan jumped up excitedly, "Nice, nice! Very much to my liking!"
Qiao Yinyin pouted.
Whoever designed this game clearly had no sense of fun.
Gu Jingchuan narrowed his eyes.
No worries—Shen Sizhan would definitely stop this game.
But the next second, he saw Shen Sizhan sit down, covering his face with both hands, his expression unreadable.
Gu Jingchuan: "..."
Damn it! What happened to being a devoted sister-con?
Xu Yan lowered his gaze, sensing something odd.
Statistically speaking, the probability of two people being called up twice in a row after shuffling the numbers was roughly 0.0357.
He stayed silent, quietly waiting to see how Xie Guanyan would react this time.
Lin Mo stared at Shen Sizhan when she heard the game's content.
She noticed he had covered his face.
Then she saw the silver-haired young man turn his head slightly, peeking at her through his fingers with a playful wink.
Lin Mo: "..."
Xie Guanyan was also observing Shen Sizhan.
Did he seem less resistant to him and Lin Mo now?
Li Huanyu frowned deeply.
What kind of dumb luck did Lin Mo have?!
But it didn’t matter—Xie Guanyan would surely reject her again!
The Director was baffled.
Wait, was this even an option?
He glanced at Shen Sizhan but said nothing, only feeling a bit sorry for Lin Mo.
Mr. Xie would definitely refuse again.
Just as he thought that,
he saw Xie Guanyan stand up from his seat.
Director: "..."
Li Huanyu: "..."
—"Ahhhh this is exactly what I live for!!"
—"Sometimes I want to beg myself to stop shipping them, but then I kneel and realize my true nature awakening (laughs)."
—"Oh no, Xie Guanyan might have actually won Shen Sizhan over!"
Millions of viewers, along with everyone in the private room, watched as
the tall, strikingly handsome man leisurely removed his white suit jacket and placed it on the armrest of the sofa.
With one hand, he took off his silver-framed glasses, then unbuttoned his cuffs, followed by the top two buttons of his shirt.
Every movement was fluid, exuding an air of effortless elegance.
Even the malfunctioning heart-rate monitor strapped to his slender wrist looked like a luxury accessory.
The monitor itself didn’t display numbers—only the live audience could see them.
Since it had frozen, the Assistant Director didn’t bother replacing it. After all, the readings were already well over 120.
Seeing that Shen Sizhan seemed fine with it, Lin Mo had no reason to refuse.
By the time she stepped forward, Xie Guanyan was already on the floor,
his toned arms braced against the ground, veins faintly visible beneath his fair skin.
Lin Mo glanced back at Shen Sizhan one more time
before carefully sitting on Xie Guanyan’s back.
The moment she did, she nearly jumped off—his body temperature was scorching.
She wondered what Xie Guanyan’s heart rate was now.
Hers was definitely racing out of control.
Outside, a Black-Clothed Person saw Lin Mo’s heart rate hit 140 and moved to intervene,
but Bodyguard Brother and Bodyguard Brother each grabbed one of his arms.
"You really know how to kill the mood," they said.
Black-Clothed Person: "..."
"Hold on tight. I’m starting,"
Xie Guanyan’s deep, soothing voice reached Lin Mo’s ears.
Her body tensed instantly as she felt him push up from the ground.
His fitted white shirt outlined the sculpted muscles of his back,
each movement making his lats flex visibly.
The sheer strength was overwhelming.
Lin Mo didn’t dare imagine how intense things would be with him.
For Xie Guanyan, who worked out regularly, twenty push-ups were nothing.
But with Lin Mo on his back, excitement and nervousness made his breath uneven.
Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, heat pooling low in his body.
Despite his restraint, a few soft, ragged exhales escaped his lips.
No one else could hear, but Lin Mo caught every sound.
Her face burned crimson, her mind flooding with indecent thoughts.
Little did anyone know—amidst all these people, she was the most shameless one!
To everyone else, the scene was simply a strong, well-built man doing push-ups with a petite girl perched gracefully on his back.
The contrast in their sizes was visually striking.
—"You can’t tell when he’s dressed, but Xie Guanyan is seriously packing!"
—"Met Xie Guanyan in person once. Super nice guy. It suddenly started raining, and I didn’t have an umbrella. He shielded me with his back. When the rain stopped, I was about to thank him, but then he spread his lats and flew away. [crying][crying]"
—"Don’t envy Lin Mo too much—she barely gets any sleep at night."
—"Now I’m even more jealous after reading that!"
For some, the twenty push-ups felt like an eternity. Others looked on with grim expressions.
Shen Sizhan couldn’t bear to watch openly, only sneaking glances through his fingers.
He knew no one could reject his sister twice.
Even the loyal, devoted Xie Guanyan had wavered.
But… sigh!
Once the push-ups ended,
Lin Mo looked at the man, whose ears were now flushed red, and declared, "I can carry you too. Come on!"
Shen Sizhan finally snapped. "Enough! No one said anything about taking turns!"
A Black-Clothed Person stepped in to enforce the penalty.
Lin Mo beat Shen Sizhan to it, accepting the hammer herself.
She needed a good whack—something to clear her head.
As for Xie Guanyan, Bodyguard Brother had long grown tired of hammering him.
But at the same time, another Black-Clothed Person approached Gu Jingchuan.
Yep, Gu Jingchuan’s heart rate had spiked to 150 out of sheer rage, his thinning hair practically standing on end.
The next round began quickly.
Lin Mo drew the "King" card and casually called out two numbers.
"Number 7 and Number 4."
Qiao Yinyin and Shen Sizhan stood up.
Lin Mo reached into the box and pulled out a ball, reading the task aloud.
"Forehead kiss."
Qiao Yinyin didn’t hesitate. "I refuse!"
Shen Sizhan glanced at her.
This suited him just fine.
He’d made it clear since his debut—he wasn’t interested in romance.
His life’s purpose was protecting his sister.
He knew she might marry someday.
Even if it killed him inside, he’d accept it.
His issues were his own—his sister deserved to chase her happiness without worrying about him.
Director: "Then, Ms. Qiao, please share an embarrassing story about yourself."
Qiao Yinyin blinked her big eyes. "A while ago, I saw someone online selling fake eggs for five bucks each. They looked so real you couldn’t tell the difference. I thought it was fascinating, so I bought two to study. Turns out they were just real eggs."
"Pfft—"
That one was impossible to hold back.
The entire room burst into laughter.
Lin Mo cackled like a goose.
—"This livestream is an antidepressant masterpiece."
In the next round, Qiao Yinyin drew the "King" card.
She stood up. "Number 7 and Number 8."
Xie Guanyan and Li Huanyu rose to their feet.
Li Huanyu’s heart rate instantly shot past 140 again.
Qiao Yinyin pulled a ball from the box.
"Tear a paper strip with your mouths."
Li Huanyu’s heart was pounding so hard it might leap out of her chest.
She was the lucky one this time.
Xie Guanyan would surely be thrilled.
But the next second, she heard Xie Guanyan say, "I refuse."
