Lin Mo: "..."
Was Gu Jingchuan being serious?
He called Xie Guanyan a pervert?
Xie Guanyan was such a refined and elegant gentleman!
Gu Jingchuan’s way of slandering people was really low-class!
Lin Mo didn’t take Gu Jingchuan’s words seriously and put all the notes back into the box.
The cameras could only capture the normal messages.
— "Gu Jingchuan really knows how to fake affection."
— "Whose traditional-style heartthrob is this? Take him away!"
— "Hahahaha, it must be Xie Guanyan. That line is a translation from Tagore’s 'Stray Birds.'"
— "Sometimes, you really need to read more books."
— "My current stance: When encountering low education—'Read more before posting online, you illiterate!' When encountering high education—'Oh, so you think you’re hot stuff just because you read?'"
Gu Jingchuan had been watching Lin Mo closely and noticed her glancing at the bottom right corner of the note.
He smirked devilishly.
But the next second, Lin Mo showed no reaction at all.
Not funny.
Xie Guanyan had really perfected his disguise!
All these years, he’d been doing charity work, building temples, and countless other good deeds.
But none of that could hide the fact that he was a creep.
Those photos he’d taken before were all secretly snapped while stalking her—Lin Mo eating, Lin Mo walking, Lin Mo feeding stray cats and dogs on the street.
Given Xie Guanyan’s level of obsession, he probably didn’t have time to stalk her personally now.
He’d likely send someone to follow Lin Mo instead.
Then report every single detail of her movements back to him.
It was outright surveillance.
Just thinking about it sent chills down his spine!
The video he’d taken in Xie Guanyan’s room years ago was long gone—phones had been replaced multiple times since then.
But it didn’t matter. He’d find a way to warn Lin Mo about the stalker.
Once she discovered it herself, she’d believe him for sure.
No one liked being watched or photographed in secret, especially someone as freedom-loving as Lin Mo!
If he couldn’t have Lin Mo, Xie Guanyan wouldn’t either!
Gu Jingchuan clenched his fists tightly, glaring resentfully at Xie Guanyan.
When Xie Guanyan turned to look at him, he quickly lowered his head.
Better not let Xie Guanyan catch on.
He didn’t want to end up kidnapped by cannibals in Africa someday.
The director announced, "You can take the boxes home as keepsakes. Fate brought us together for this show! We’ve been through quite the whirlwind, and now our program is coming to an end."
"There’s been a lot of speculation online about the couples on our show, so we won’t keep you in suspense any longer."
"Gu Jingchuan, Li Huanyu, please step forward as the first couple."
Both of them froze.
Though only seven days had passed, it felt like years.
Only now did they remember—they’d joined the show to publicly announce their relationship!
— "I knew our 'Battle Couple' was real!"
Gu Jingchuan reluctantly walked to the center.
Li Huanyu’s face was equally expressionless.
The director held up a mic. "Any words for each other, lovebirds?"
Gu Jingchuan, now fully aware that Lin Mo was out of reach, was weighing whether to stay with Li Huanyu.
Maybe he could take her to Africa with him—at least he wouldn’t be lonely.
But Li Huanyu spoke first. "We’re breaking up."
Gu Jingchuan hadn’t expected her to dump him first. His pride stung. "Break up? Were we even dating?"
Li Huanyu: "..."
She snapped, "Weren’t we? Then how did I know you were… lacking?"
Gu Jingchuan’s brain short-circuited at the reminder. His nostrils flared as he lashed out, "If you wanted to ride my clout, just say it! Everyone knows I only date girls in their early twenties. Over 25 is old—I don’t touch that!"
Li Huanyu’s face turned ashen. "Right, I’m old. Unlike you, who could celebrate Children’s Day just by taking off your pants!"
Gu Jingchuan: "..."
As the two looked ready to brawl, the director hastily intervened. "Pretty sure this is a dating show, not a breakup show. Both of you, cool it. Don’t die on my set."
He was genuinely scared.
After exchanging venomous glares, they stormed off in opposite directions.
— "I’m crying—my ship has sunk!"
— "Gu Jingchuan lost over 5 million Weibo followers. Dark skin, balding, trash personality, AND small? His fans have gone radio silent."
— "This toxic couple is irreplaceable in the entertainment industry. Please keep dating—if only for my entertainment."
The director continued, "Now, let’s welcome the next couple!"
"Xie Guanyan and Lin Mo!"
Shen Sizhan’s mind went blank. He nearly stumbled.
What? His sister was already with Xie Guanyan?
Even if she liked him first, shouldn’t Xie Guanyan at least have to chase her for a while?
— "SCREAMING—THIS IS THE SHIP I STAN!!"
— "Called it! Xie Guanyan had his eyes on Lin Mo from the start!"
— "Leopard-cat couple supremacy—I’m reborn!"
— "Xie Guanyan was 100% pining. If not, I’ll eat my hat!"
— "Wait, didn’t Lin Mo like Sophia? She moved on that fast?"
— "Can’t she love two people at once?"
Going public on the show had been discussed between Xie Guanyan and Lin Mo.
Lin Mo agreed immediately.
This way, everyone would know Xie Guanyan was her boyfriend—he belonged to her!
Xie Guanyan stepped forward, adjusting his glasses with one finger. His voice was deep and smooth. "My dear girlfriend."
No one could tell how exhilarated he was, how much effort it took to keep his voice and breathing steady.
It felt like a dream—Shanshan was his girlfriend, and the whole world knew!
The livestream viewer count had hit 80 million.
The tall, impeccably dressed man in a beige suit extended his hand toward the radiant girl in a green dress.
His hands were elegant, with pronounced veins and distinct knuckles.
Today, he wore an emerald-green luxury watch that perfectly complemented her dress.
The girl smiled brightly, placing her delicate, porcelain hand in his palm with playful haughtiness.
He clasped it firmly, his fingers interlacing with hers in a decisive, almost possessive grip.
The movement was smooth yet carried an undeniable sensuality.
— "Hot people could make holding hands look like foreplay!"
— "Xie Guanyan seems gentle but he’s got that dominant energy. I can’t imagine how often these two must—"
— "I volunteer as tribute (the bed). Proceed."
— "This got me fired up! Missing my ex rn."
Jiang Wan’s grin stretched ear to ear.
Zhao Ziling was already snapping photos like crazy.
Shen Sizhan covered his face, peeking through his fingers.
He was on the verge of tears.
Gu Jingchuan chased his sister for three years without so much as touching her hand.
Xie Guanyan achieved a kiss, a princess carry last night, a hug earlier, and now hand-holding—all in days.
…Was this progression even logical?
