Everyone present, including the live-stream audience, was utterly stunned by the scene.
— "It was so sweet at first, but then it got blinding—please switch me to the rural channel!"
— "The way I'm counting zeros is truly pathetic."
— "The last time I saw this many zeros was in Chengdu."
— "Huang Lei, I want to eat green beans!"
— "Theoretically, I'm closer to becoming a millionaire than Xie Guanyan."
— "Whose confession is this for Lin Mo? So hard to guess!"
— "Boss Xie truly lives up to his reputation as a business tycoon—opening with an ad for his own company!"
— "I don’t think that’s the case. SS Capital is an investment firm, not a consumer brand. What kind of ad would they even need?"
Lin Mo tilted her chin up, gazing at the words in the sky.
The two bold "SS" letters unmistakably represented Xie Guanyan’s company—this was his company’s name, the same initials emblazoned on the building he donated to their high school.
The blue butterfly and the icy blue roses were familiar to Lin Mo.
They were from the day the two of them had their first meal alone together.
She had worn a blue butterfly around her neck.
He had given her a bouquet of icy blue roses.
Now, Xie Guanyan had recreated those two things with drones.
Her heart raced wildly as she sensed that Xie Guanyan was about to confess.
The next moment, her name appeared in the sky, followed by his declaration: I love you more than anything in this world.
Then, a transfer notification flashed afterward.
Lin Mo’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest.
As an honest woman, she had never encountered such extravagant tactics before!
She turned to search for Xie Guanyan, then sprinted over and threw herself into his arms, squealing, "Ahhh! Xie Guanyan, this is the most romantic thing anyone’s ever said to me! No contest!!"
The glow from thousands of drones illuminated the delicate, porcelain-like features of the young woman.
Xie Guanyan looked down at her, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, his voice soft as water. "The honor is mine."
He had been pondering how to confess to his "Shining Star."
He didn’t want her to blindly fall into his arms—he wanted her to know just how deeply he loved her.
Before Shen Sizhan accepted him, he hadn’t planned anything this grand.
But now that Shen Sizhan was safe, there was no reason not to go all out.
Yet, Gu Jingchuan had once given Lin Mo a fireworks confession, with her name and sweet words lighting up the sky.
For them, that moment was eleven years ago, but for Lin Mo, it had only been a few months.
He needed a way to completely overwrite that memory—to ensure that from now on, whenever she thought of romantic confessions, she would only remember his.
That’s why he’d added that abrupt, out-of-place line.
It was strange and jarring, but he was certain it would leave an indelible mark on her.
After all, she had always been a little money-obsessed since childhood.
Fortunately, he was now wealthy enough to indulge her.
Zhao Ziling, knowing tonight was the finale, had come to join the fun.
Watching from off-camera, tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks.
This is perfect. Xie Guanyan truly understands Mo Mo.
She quickly stepped back, snapping a photo of the two embracing under the drone-filled sky.
Tonight, Lin Mo wore a pale green evening gown, fresh and delicate like a budding sprout.
Xie Guanyan, in a relaxed beige suit left unbuttoned, exuded effortless charm, his gold-rimmed glasses adding a touch of refined mischief.
With the surroundings dimmed, only the two of them stood out, their gazes locked as if electrified—a picture-perfect match.
Shen Sizhan was caught completely off guard by the confession.
Watching his sister transform into a squealing fangirl and hug Xie Guanyan, he scratched his head in frustration.
This is bad! Xie Guanyan has completely won her over!
He knew his sister’s tastes too well—he knew exactly how to make her happy.
Now, she was utterly, irrevocably smitten.
Gu Jingchuan shed another tear of sorrow, his heart heavy with reluctance.
Earlier that afternoon, he’d received a call—he was being sent back to Africa for another film shoot.
He didn’t need to guess whose doing that was.
From now on, seeing Lin Mo again would be nearly impossible.
But Xie Guanyan was no good for her—he was a freak!
Jiang Wan was ecstatic. "So romantic!"
Though the money mention didn’t fit Xie Guanyan’s usual low-key style, she figured he must have his reasons.
Qiao Yinyin remained unmoved.
A beautiful woman like her deserves the best—no confession is too extravagant.
Xu Yan was perfectly calm.
He’d predicted Xie Guanyan would confess tonight—such a prime opportunity to show off was impossible to miss.
Li Huanyu’s eyes burned with envy.
Why can’t I meet a man who’s powerful, rich, and generous like that?
Shen Sizhan, watching the two hug for what felt like forever, pouted so hard he could’ve hung an oil jug from his lips. Stomping his foot, he yelled, "Director! Are we still filming or not?!"
Director Wu Gui snapped out of his romantic daze. "Yes! Yes! Let’s continue!"
Lin Mo, too excited to remember her little brother was watching, secretly groped Xie Guanyan’s abs before letting go.
The director grinned like a proud parent. "That was certainly… unique. Uniquely wealthy! Before we reveal the couples, we have one last segment. Each of you will write a message to any guest here—anonymously, one by one inside the yacht.
"The yacht interior won’t be livestreamed, so remember to catch the edited version when it airs!"
— "Wu Gui is truly a director who stays committed to his craft from start to finish!"
— "Director: The world kisses me with pain, so I kiss it back till dawn."
The assistant director called each guest’s name at the yacht entrance.
Each had a labeled box—just drop the note inside after writing.
While waiting, the others mingled on the deck.
The director had prepared a lavish spread, buffet-style.
Since it was the final night, even barbecue was served.
Lin Mo clutched a lamb skewer in one hand and a beef skewer in the other, sighing between bites. "Lifting weights at night—such hard work!"
Qiao Yinyin, watching Lin Mo eat with such gusto, lost control and piled two plates high. After a brief hesitation, she muttered, "Might as well finish it all. Eating clean must lead to weight loss!"
One by one, all eight guests finished writing.
The assistant director handed each their corresponding box.
"Now, let’s open them in order," the director announced. "Starting with our esteemed actor, Gu Jingchuan."
There were no limits—guests could write to as many people as they wanted.
Gu Jingchuan held his box, heart pounding with anticipation.
The show’s ending—Lin Mo must have something to say to me, right?
Li Huanyu still had feelings for him—she’d definitely write something pleading.
As for the others, who knew? Maybe someone secretly hated him.
He nervously opened the box.
Inside: zero notes.
Gu Jingchuan: "……"
— "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA ZERO PEOPLE CARE ABOUT OLD GU!"
— "How the mighty have fallen—from A-list actor to complete irrelevance. Is this the distortion of humanity or the collapse of morality?"
He stared at Lin Mo in disbelief. "Lin Mo! After all this, what am I to you?!"
Lin Mo smiled sweetly. "You’re nothing to me."
Gu Jingchuan collapsed to his knees. "NOOOO—!"
The assistant director promptly cued the music.
"Snowflakes drift, the north wind howls—the world is vast and desolate~~"
— "DAMN IT! I was on the toilet laughing so hard my poop went in and out like a yo-yo!"
The camera focuses on Li Huanyu.
Li Huanyu is now a little worried that she might also have zero notes in her box.
That would be so embarrassing.
She swallows nervously and gently opens the box, relieved to find two notes inside.
At the same time, she wonders who wrote them.
She picks up the first one and unfolds it. It reads: "I’m a little disappointed in you, but I still hope you’ll do better in the future."
Li Huanyu is puzzled—who could be disappointed in her?
She lifts her head and meets Jiang Wan’s gaze.
For a moment, she’s confused, but then it dawns on her.
Maybe Jiang Wan initially thought she was as serene and unassuming as a chrysanthemum.
Li Huanyu moves on to the next note, which says: "People don’t always have to climb upward—sometimes, they can just wander wherever they please."
Her heart trembles slightly at the words.
Is that true? Do people really not have to strive relentlessly upward?
But she comes from an ordinary background, raised with the belief that she must keep climbing, using every opportunity to rise higher!
Who could have written this to her?
She glances around but doesn’t catch anyone looking her way.
—"No signature makes it hard to tell, but the handwriting is lovely."
—"I agree with this sentiment—life is a vast wilderness. Enjoy the scenery along the way!"
The camera shifts to Qiao Yinyin.
Qiao Yinyin isn’t particularly invested in this activity.
She arrived late and hasn’t interacted much with the others, so it’s normal if she has no notes.
With indifference, she opens her box—only to discover two notes inside.
"You’re really beautiful."
"Yinyin, you’re so brave and amazing. The past is behind you; a wonderful new life awaits."
She guesses the first note is from Jiang Wan.
Over the past few days, she’s noticed that Jiang Wan is actually a sweet and kind girl—nothing like the entitled, unreasonable "industry princess" rumors online.
The second one must be from that lovely older sister.
Her eyes suddenly well up, and she can’t hold back her tears.
—"The second one must be from Lin Mo. Not many people know Qiao Yinyin’s real name, and she’s only close with Lin Mo."
—"But I still have to ask—is Sophia really Qiao Yinyin?"
—"Lin Mo confessed to Sophia, Xie Guanyan confessed to Lin Mo… isn’t this a love triangle?"
