Shen Li asked, "As Lu Yan's niece, who do you think Lu Yan would send the text message to? Give me a reason."

"Fang Chen".

"Why?"

Xia Wan replied, "Because she praised Fang Chen for cooking the rice well today."

"Huh?" Shen Li laughed. "Praising him for cooking well means she's interested in him. Yesterday and the day before, she praised Zhuang Yan for cooking every meal and also praised his good health. Does that mean she's head over heels in love with him? By the way, you left early last time, so you don't know what text message Lu Yan sent to Zhuang Yan, right? She said, 'Young people are so healthy, they have inexhaustible energy.' Guess what she meant by 'energy'?"

Xia Wan was a little angry, but she didn't know why she was angry. She could only force herself to stick to her point of view: "Anyway, Lu Yan couldn't have sent the text message to Zhuang Yan, and Zhuang Yan couldn't have sent the text message to Lu Yan. Shen Li, don't bring your personal emotions into the program."

"Oh~ who brought personal feelings into this?" Shen Li stood up with her hands on her hips. "So young and yet so healthy, full of green tea. Don't forget you were the one who made the biggest mistake last time. Why should we listen to you?"

As Xia Wan's current boyfriend, Gu Qian naturally had to side with her: "You can't say that. Lu Yan's attitude towards Zhuang Yan has clearly become more distant. Maybe she's figured things out..."

Shen Li glared at him coldly and said without any politeness, "You too, go cool off somewhere else, you two bad students!"

Seeing that the host was not connecting the line for a long time, Shen Li simply walked up and snatched her pen, then quickly connected Lu Yan's line.

The couple she shipped got married on the spot, and neither of them could give up on the other.

Li Le asked awkwardly, "What about Zhuang Yan?"

"It must be Lian Luyan. They went on a date together today, and the atmosphere was great," Shen Li said confidently.

That's hard to say. At first, they thought Zhuang Yan was the easiest to guess among the guests, but who knew that he was the most unpredictable one.

For example, last time, everyone thought he would send the text message to Jiang Ning or Lu Yan, but who knew he would send it to An Xinrong instead. The two of them didn't have any ambiguous interaction at all; it's more like a battle spark than a spark of attraction.

Seeing Shen Li's assertive demeanor, Xu Nuo smiled helplessly: "Then let's listen to Shen Li, Zhuang Yan will go to Lu Yan."

"Teacher Xu has a good eye." Shen Li happily connected the last line. "That's fine then."

...

Since last night, Jiang Ning had been feeling resentful, and this resentment reached its peak when she saw Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan leaving together this morning.

While on a date with Ling Xuan, she kept thinking about what Zhuang Yan and Lu Yan were doing, where they would eat, and what they would do. She was completely distracted and became more and more irritable the more she thought about it.

Compared to Lu Yan's outgoing personality, Jiang Ning is more reserved, but that doesn't mean she lacks ambition. From an unknown actress to a film queen, she relied on that drive.

She has to do something, or she'll really be handing it over.

In variety shows, every move is recorded by the camera. Jiang Ning not only has to deal with Zhuang Yan's likes and dislikes, but also the audience's opinions and the rules of the show, which greatly restricts her actions.

If she could, she would tell Zhuang Yan "I love you" a hundred times every day.

Jiang Ning bought a lot of flowers at the flower shop today. Every flower has its own meaning: pink roses represent first love, baby's breath represents endless love, violets represent eternity, red roses are passionate and noble, and lilies symbolize a long and happy marriage.

She chose sunflowers for Zhuang Yan.

I give you sunflowers; there is no one else in my sight, only you all around.

Jiang Ning divided the flowers and delivered them one by one. If she had sent the flowers to Zhuang Yan alone, he definitely wouldn't have accepted them.

Because they were roommates, the first person Jiang Ning saw off was Lu Yan, who received a simple bandage.

Lu Yan glanced at it coldly and said, "Put it down."

Lu Yan wasn't stupid; she knew that Jiang Ning bought the flowers to give to Zhuang Yan.

After putting down the flowers, Jiang Ning handed them out one by one until Zhuang Yan was the last. She took out the carefully wrapped bouquet and knocked on Zhuang Yan's door.

After a while, Zhuang Yan opened the door, saw her, and raised an eyebrow in surprise: "What is it?"

Jiang Ning handed over the flowers: "Here you go."

Zhuang Yan looked at the flowers in Jiang Ning's hand: "Are they for me?"

"Um."

Zhuang Yan could tell at a glance that the flowers were carefully selected by her.

Jiang Ning said, "Everyone has one. This is what I bought today to decorate the little house. I just picked it randomly. Do you like sunflowers?"

"It's alright." Zhuang Yan then reached out and took it. "Thank you."

He accepted the sunflower. Zhuang Yan didn't know much about the symbolism of flowers, and sunflowers, which are everywhere in flower shops, probably didn't have any special meaning.

Jiang Ning raised her hand: "You've worked hard today. Get some sleep. Goodnight."

Zhuang Yan: "You should go to sleep early too, goodnight."

As the two said goodnight to each other, Lu Yan strolled past slowly and then gave Zhuang Yan a sinister look.

Just from that one glance, Zhuang Yan felt a chill run down his spine.

Seeing that Lu Yan was followed by a photographer, Jiang Ning did not linger any longer and quickly left with her head down.

As soon as she left, Lu Yan stared at the sunflower in Zhuang Yan's hand, pouted, and said sarcastically, "Do you like sunflowers~"

Zhuang Yan: "..."

Lu Yan continued, "You've had a hard day~ Go to sleep early~"

Zhuang Yan: "..." Unable to bear it any longer, Zhuang Yan reminded her, "The photographer is still here."

The photographer poked his head out and said, "Don't worry, the camera is already off."

Since you've already shut it down, why are you still carrying it?

The photographer walked to the side, pretending not to see it.

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