[1. Participate in a divorce program and confess your love to your ex-husband? 】

As night fell, a bonfire was lit next to the tent, and the flames jumped.

"Cheng Qingxing, call your ex-husband and tell him I still love you."

Cheng Qingxing, who had been rubbing his hands in the corner, paused slightly, looked at the woman who was speaking, and smiled awkwardly.

"This is not appropriate." Cheng Qingxing rubbed his phone subconsciously, "We haven't been in touch for a long time."

"He'll be here tomorrow anyway, so just think of it as a chance to liven up the atmosphere." Sun Yueyi came up to him and said with a smile, "There are so many people watching the live broadcast."

Cheng Qingxing glanced at her with a helpless look, "Then send one to you and your ex-husband as well."

"This is different. You are the loser!" Sun Yueyi reacted quickly and took his wrist in a coquettish manner, "Don't ruin the atmosphere."

The other people didn't dare to say anything more and echoed Sun Yueyi's words.

After all, Sun Yueyi joined the group with money.

"Thank You For Your Answer 3" is a marriage documentary observation reality show launched by Xigua Tai, and the first two seasons have established a good reputation.

Therefore, in the third season, in order to maintain word of mouth and authenticity, live broadcast and recorded broadcast were used directly, and no guest information was disclosed on the day the program was broadcast.

After the show started, it was discovered that not only the popular young actress Sun Yueyi, but also the well-known director Yi Yunyang, directly topped the show on various platforms.

[Wow, isn’t this a bit bullying? 】

[But I did go to Cheng Qingxing. It’s just a phone call to my ex-husband. It’s nothing, right? 】

[Yes, the main reason is that her ex-husband also acted like a big shot and was late for the show. 】

[Although, but who is this Cheng Qingxing? 】

Cheng Qingxing nervously shook off her hand, rubbed the edge of the phone, and then picked up the phone.

"Then make a phone call."

Sun Yueyi immediately came up to him and said, "Remember to turn on the speaker. Let's listen to the voice and guess who it is."

"this--"

Cheng Qingxing was interrupted by other guests before he could even finish his words.

"I'm curious, too."

"Yes, play it out loud for us to hear."

"I want to see who is so famous that he is a day late."

The other guests were all agreeing with Sun Yueyi, which put Cheng Qingxing in an awkward situation and he could only respond with one sentence.

A long string of numbers was displayed on the phone screen, without the other party's name.

"Beep——" the phone notification tone made Cheng Qingxing a little anxious.

He let out a long sigh, and the cold air hit the screen of his mobile phone, forming a thin layer of mist.

"Hello?" A low and familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, breaking the silence.

When Sun Yueyi heard the voice, she immediately turned on the speaker, then winked at Cheng Qingxing, asking him to speak faster.

Cheng Qingxing cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound calm: "It's me, Cheng Qingxing."

There seemed to be a pause on the other end of the phone, and then a chuckle came, "I didn't delete your contact information, do you have anything to say?"

The voice did sound familiar, and Sun Yueyi and the guests began to guess who the other voice was.

[This man has such a manly voice, he seems to be a handsome guy.] 】

[Why do I feel that this voice sounds so familiar? 】

[It seems that the voices of Alphas in the entertainment industry are all like this. 】

[It feels like this guy is watching a live broadcast, and the sound is overwhelming. 】

Cheng Qingxing glanced at the guests sitting around the campfire. Their eyes were fixed on his mobile phone, waiting for Cheng Qingxing to speak.

He took a deep breath. After a year of divorce, they had already become parallel lines.

"Just.....uh...Xuhe...um...uh..."

Cheng Qingxing seemed to have his mouth covered, and he swallowed the words without hearing the other person's name.

"Go ahead."

Sun Yueyi couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she pushed him and he accidentally hit the table.

The glass fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, which suddenly made the noisy environment quiet.

He took a breath and was about to speak when the person on the other end of the phone spoke.

"I still love you."

Everyone present was stunned, but Cheng Qingxing reacted immediately. He was in the live broadcast room, trying to save face.

[Wait a minute?] I'm watching a divorce show, right? 】

[It’s so exciting. It seems like a divorce, but in fact it’s to remarry, right? 】

[Spreading sweetness on a divorce show?] Is this correct? 】

Pink hearts have started floating in the live broadcast room, and some people have begun to wish the two of them 99.

Sun Yueyi's face darkened, and she immediately said, "It's not him who said it, you say it!"

Cheng Qingxing glanced at her, and he couldn't help but look at someone with a stabbing look in his eyes. He looked at Sun Yueyi and cursed her with two words.

However, he didn't make any sound, but the shape of his mouth was so obvious that most people understood the word "idiot", and Sun Yueyi also understood it.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Sun Yueyi was instantly anxious, "Why are you cursing?"

"I didn't." Cheng Qingxing replied with a smile, then took the phone and whispered, "I love you, too."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and then a cold voice said, "Actually, I'm in the live broadcast room."

Cheng Qingxing also felt that he was there, so he glanced at the camera and said, "I know, I'll tell you more when we get here. Be careful on the road."

After he finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but thinking that Zheng Xuhe might have something else to say, he didn't hang up.

It was eerily quiet on the other end of the line, except for some sounds from their live show.

This silence lasted for four or five minutes, and Zheng Xuhe finally broke it.

"I'm here." Then the sound of a car door opening, "Come pick me up."

"You can't find the way by yourself." Cheng Qingxing retorted subconsciously, but heard a scream behind him.

He turned around and saw Zheng Xuhe standing in front of the camera while talking on the phone.

Zheng Xuhe, 30 years old, three-time Golden Horse Award winner, Cheng Qingxing’s ex-husband.

In fact, not many people knew about their marriage, and even fewer people knew about their divorce.

The two people stood there, passing through the crowd, and their eyes met. Cheng Qingxing's heartbeat almost stopped at that moment.

The evening breeze blew through Zheng Xuhe's black hair. The person who was once familiar to him now stood in front of him with a sense of strangeness.

Zheng Xuhe's eyes were deep, as if he could see through all his disguises and defenses.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room exploded instantly, and the audience was shocked and excited about this sudden turn.

[Zheng Xuhe is divorced?] When did you get married? 】

[No, such a big name? On this show? 】

[Zheng Xuhe is Cheng Qingxing’s ex-husband?] Did Cheng Qingxing save the world in his previous life? 】

[I allow him to act like a big shot, after all, he was attending the Fashion Week in Country M a few days ago. 】

[Cheng Qingxing and Zheng Xuhe don’t look like a couple at all. Is this a script? 】

"Cheng Qingxing, it's hard to ask you to pick me up." Zheng Xuhe hung up the phone and walked in front of him. "Who just now said that I was a big shot?"