The two walked together to the center of the deck.
A crisp, cool sea breeze gently brushed past them.
The ends of the girl’s dark, silky hair grazed the man’s beige suit.
The scene was intimate and dreamlike, as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of them.
The entire internet was losing its mind over them!
Gu Jingchuan’s heart ached so much he could barely breathe.
Xu Yan turned her gaze away, looking out at the boundless sea.
The drone still hovered overhead, frozen on the moment of confession.
Light spilled across the water, glimmering like scattered diamonds.
A warmth welled up in Lin Mo’s eyes.
Xie Guanyan, you are so, so incredibly lucky.
The director’s tears spilled over instantly. Despite all the hardships this show had endured,
the ending was perfect.
Everyone was happy and whole!
Wiping his tears, the director asked, "What do our lovely couple have to say?"
Lin Mo, holding Xie Guanyan’s hand, smiled radiantly. "I loved Lao Xie’s confession, and the generous gift even more. To commemorate today, I’ll donate this sum to charity—to combat human trafficking, support families affected by it, and fund critical medical care for children in poverty."
She thought to herself: If not for human traffickers, her fourth brother and Auntie Zhen wouldn’t have suffered so much.
If Ma Fang had been able to secure proper funding for her child’s treatment back then, she might never have become Zhang Meixia’s accomplice.
Truthfully, if Ma Fang had asked, Lin Mo would have lent her the money.
But Ma Fang believed she could never repay such a massive sum in her lifetime, so she took the wrong path.
All she could hope for now was fewer tragedies like this in the future.
The director’s eyes widened—he hadn’t expected the show to take such a profound turn!
Nor had he imagined Lin Mo would claim the extravagant gift so decisively.
Her confidence was unmatched—truly, this was Lin Mo!
"I’ll match her donation with an equal amount," Xie Guanyan said, his voice warm and soothing.
Lin Mo turned to him, her peach-blossom eyes curved like crescent moons. "Lao Xie, you’re absolutely amazing!"
How could someone so kind and gentle be a monster? Gu Jingchuan’s brain must have been eaten by zombies.
Shen Sizhan raised his hand. "I’ll donate twenty million too!"
Ugh! He wasn’t as wealthy as Xie Guanyan!
The director, now fired up, declared, "I’ll donate too—twenty percent of the show’s profits!"
Jiang Wan chimed in, "I’ll give ten million!"
Qiao Yinyin, whose contract left her with a modest share, said, "Three million from me."
Li Huanyu, swept up in the momentum, murmured, "Same here—three million."
Xu Yan stated calmly, "My saved allowance only amounts to five hundred million."
—"Young Master Xu, who even asked? Who asked you?!"
—"This takes me back to the days when she wasn’t a ‘villainess’ yet."
—"Fighting human trafficking? Few focus on this issue, yet countless families suffer because of it. Lin Mo is truly heartwarming."
—"Everyone’s so generous… except Gu Jingchuan!"
—"What’s Gu Jingchuan looking for on the ground?"
—"His dignity—it’s gone missing after that stingy display!"
All eyes turned to Gu Jingchuan, who was trying to shrink into the background.
Feeling their gazes burn into him, he gulped and forced out, "I… I’ll donate ten… no, a hundred thousand."
The group narrowed their eyes in unison.
Sweating under the pressure, Gu Jingchuan blurted, "Fine! A million! I’ll donate a million!"
—"Gu Jingchuan looks less like a donor and more like someone begging on a crowdfunding site."
Off-camera, Zhao Ziling quietly resolved to donate ten million as well.
Lin Mo, having endured storms, now wanted to shelter others from the rain.
She was the most wonderful girl in the world!
The show finally reached its true conclusion.
The director gathered all the guests for a final group photo.
Shen Sizhan tried to wedge himself between his sister and Xie Guanyan,
but the director steered him away. "Mr. Shen, this spot has better lighting!"
Frowning, Shen Sizhan glanced at his sister’s beaming face and reluctantly complied.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he grew.
Xie Guanyan was taking advantage of his sister’s youth!
"Everyone, look at the camera!" the director called.
The assistant director counted down: "Three, two, one!"
Click—the eight of them were immortalized in the shot.
Lin Mo and Xie Guanyan stood at the center, hand in hand.
The radiant girl smiled at the camera, while the handsome man smiled at her.
Shen Sizhan, unable to resist, stood behind Lin Mo and mimed shooting Xie Guanyan with finger guns.
Xu Yan lingered at the edge, her gaze not on the lens but on Lin Mo.
Li Huanyu wore a gentle smile, Jiang Wan grinned widely, and Qiao Yinyin maintained her cool demeanor.
Gu Jingchuan, his dark complexion and forced smile failing under the evening lights, appeared as nothing but a row of floating teeth.
—"Everyone’s laughing at Gu Jingchuan, but he’s the funniest one here!"
—"Shen Sizhan, don’t forget your signature dance moves!"
—"The more I look at Shen Sizhan, the more he resembles my long-lost husband! Hubby, show us your legendary leg sweep!"
—"Jokes are fine, but let’s keep it respectful. Calling Shen Sizhan ‘hubby’ nonstop—how would you feel if it were your brother, son, or dad? Especially since he’s MY husband. Have some decency!"
The director examined the photo, his lips twitching. "Alright, I hereby declare ‘No Romance Villa’ officially concluded. Goodbye, everyone!"
And so, ‘No Romance Villa’ ended peacefully.
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As the yacht returned to shore, the cast prepared to go their separate ways.
Lin Mo hadn’t yet told Shen Sizhan that she and Xie Guanyan were living together—she wanted to ease him into it.
She declined rides from both Xie Guanyan and Shen Sizhan, opting instead for Zhao Ziling’s red sports car.
Wind whipped through their hair as the convertible sped along.
Lin Mo stretched her arms, feeling utterly free.
The show was over. Her third brother hadn’t faced cyberbullying, so his depression wouldn’t claim his life.
Zhao Ziling exhaled, equally relieved.
With a thriving career, a best friend, no one controlling her, and plenty of money—life couldn’t be better!
She glanced at Lin Mo. "Your Lao Xie is insanely generous. Billions, just like that? And you’ve barely been together!"
Lin Mo found it odd too.
How had such a perfect, handsome, kind boyfriend stayed single until she, a reborn soul, snagged him?
If he’d secretly loved her all along, there was no evidence.
They’d never spoken in high school, and he hadn’t even remembered her when they reunited.
"Maybe he’s just that kind of person," Lin Mo mused. "Anyone would be lucky to have him."
She then told Zhao Ziling about Zhang Meixia.
Zhao Ziling gasped. "My god! How can someone so vile exist?"
Lin Mo tapped her chin. "I still think Zhang Meixia’s motives don’t add up."
Buzz—
Her phone vibrated.
An unknown number flashed on the screen:
[Someone is watching your every move.]
