Is it possible that the production team didn't originally plan it this way? Was this just a live broadcast mishap?

Just like their fans imagined, they would travel together through thousands of scenic spots, take photos, and especially when they rode on the same mount, it would cause their CP fans to scream and cheer!

Who would have thought that Song Yaozhuo was so lucky, directly triggering a hidden plot! Even his developer, Cheng Youwen, hadn't expected this!

The guests finally got back on track following the production team's instructions! But the viewers in the live chat weren't happy!

[I still want to see the previous dungeon! I prefer the more chaotic ones!]

Indeed, even these beautiful views cannot satisfy my ever-growing ambition!

[Don't talk, you're interfering with my screenshot! My wife is absolutely gorgeous (drooling)]

[If you don't like watching, turn off the comments!]

[Quiet, I'm thinking!]

[Quiet down, he's grilling!]

What a fulfilling yet absurd day!

After the event ended, Yu Qiuchi returned to the hotel, her mind still buzzing.

After he finished showering, he still felt something was off, so he opened his phone and found the group chat.

Beijing F (6)

Chi Ye: @Stop arguing, I'm pursuing my wife.

Master Chi: You wrote the plot? You're out of your mind!

Quiet down, I'm chasing after my wife: wanna go out for a drink? If we're brothers, bottoms up!

Chi Ye: Don't change the subject.

Stop arguing, let's continue pursuing your wife: Baby, don't you think I'm handsome!

Quiet down, he's pursuing his wife: Is he secretly in love with me? (with picture)

Master Chi: ...

Master Chi: idiot

Yu Qiuchi's irritability was transmitted through the screen. Cheng Youwen, being quite perceptive, stopped posting and instead discussed with Lin Yan and the others what had angered this old man again!

Yu Qiuchi clicked on the picture, and what came into view was a glass of beer—a picture taken in a bar. Yu Qiuchi specifically checked the number of people; everyone except him and Zhou Baixi was there!

The show is sure to be a hit: @Everyone

The show is sure to be a hit: This is so boring, you're just isolating the two of us!

My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world: Isn't this just me keeping Brother Wen company for a few days because he's heartbroken in love?

The show will definitely expose: He's been down on his luck for a long time, and what kind of bullshit story is that? You're mostly responsible for today's live broadcast mishap. DM me for 10 yuan, compensation for emotional distress! @Stop arguing, I'm chasing after my wife.

Stop arguing, I'm trying to win back my wife: Ten yuan, who are you trying to embarrass?

Don't argue, I'm pursuing my wife: Red envelopes (20)

Stop arguing, I'm trying to win back my wife: It's just that one crazy product, who knew you guys would have such bad luck!

Stop arguing, I'm pursuing my wife: It's your fault, don't blame your brother! @Master Chi, baby, this isn't your brother's fault. He signed my contract of servitude and still wants to marry my sweetheart. Who can resist going crazy?

In the darkness, Yu Qiuchi sat silently by the French windows, watching the dazzling extravagance outside. His fingertips traced the words Cheng Youwen had spoken, and in the silence, he recalled those words.

"have."

This made her already irritable mood even worse, so Yu Qiuchi lit a cigarette for herself.

He didn't smoke it himself; he just watched the cigarette burn in the night, its faint red glow appearing and disappearing, until it was almost burned out and burned his fingertips before he came back to his senses.

Quiet down, I'm pursuing my wife: @Where is Mr. Chi?

Master Chi: Mo Weiyun will not get married.

He turned off his phone screen and stopped replying to their messages. Cheng Youwen's messages flooded the internet tonight, and he received countless phone calls. Finally, frustrated, Yu Qiuchi simply turned off his phone.

Yu Qiuchi nestled in the cradle on the balcony, where the wind blew all night.

In the early morning, he blinked his slightly sore eyes, watching the thin mist rising in the east. He lit a cigarette, the butt still burning in his hand, the white smoke rising slowly, the nicotine stimulating Yu Qiuchi's brain.

My hands went numb from sitting in one position for too long in the recliner.

He stretched out his arms, turned on his phone, and found that the battery was only 20%. Yu Qiuchi was a little annoyed. He scrolled through the pile of call records, which were all missed calls from Cheng Youwen.

"Tsk." Yu Qiuchi turned off the screen, opened the French windows, and walked into the house. She couldn't quite put her finger on why she was disappointed, but she just felt a pang of sadness.

It was a bit chilly in Jincheng that morning, so Yu Qiuchi put on a coat and went out for a walk, also to grab some breakfast. Although the hotel had breakfast, he looked at the elaborate dishes but just didn't feel like eating; he had no appetite. It seemed like he had nothing he wanted to do after leaving the show, and his life felt empty.

My friends, though called spoiled brats, actually all have their own careers now. Zhou Baixi is a director, Cheng Youwen is a game developer, Lin Yan is helping his brother and father with their projects at his family company... It seems like I'm the only one who hasn't accomplished anything.

Who told him to have such an outstanding older brother? Yu Qiuchi felt a mix of confusion and pride, but he needed to find something to do; he needed to discover his own value.

"Qiu Chi?" Xie Tingsi didn't expect to see Yu Qiu Chi when he came out to buy food for his friend's pet.

Yu Qiuchi vaguely heard someone calling him. He looked up and around, finally spotting Xie Tingsi baring his teeth and brandishing his claws across the glass window, which surprised him. He had assumed everyone had left after the offline meeting ended.

"Wait a minute!" Yu Qiuchi gestured for Xie Tingsi to wait, then paid the bill, holding two rolled pancakes in his hands, and walked towards Xie Tingsi.

"Have you eaten? I heard this is a specialty of this restaurant." Yu Qiuchi handed the rolled pancake to Xie Tingsi.

Xie Tingsi knew Yu Qiuchi didn't eat much, so he stuffed the hamster into his windbreaker pocket and asked, "You've eaten, why aren't you home yet?"

"I'm pretty free, and there's nothing important to do." Yu Qiuchi took a bite of the wrap; the wrap was so chewy that his jaw ached! "And yours?"

Seeing that Yu Qiuchi was having so much trouble eating, Xie Tingsi bought him a cup of soy milk: "I finally got to go home, and I was thinking of staying here for a few more days."

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