After dumping the big boss, they went on a dating reality show together.

Night owl viewers never expected to hear such news! They suddenly felt as if they had been given a shot of Tiger Balm, becoming terrifyingly awake!

Let's just rename "Dream Love" to "Fantasy Love" and turn it into a TV series!

[Ahhhh, Yi Nanshan is playing me!]

[Explosive News]

【Dr. Fu = A Second Chance Encounter】

I knew Dr. Fu wouldn't let me down after making this trip.

Qi Shen's face clearly said: "Can't I be the one you've already turned back to?"

[Oh, so Dr. Fu is considered an ex-ex-boyfriend?]

Isn't anyone curious why An Jiu broke up with her boyfriend?

[How can anyone ship Qi An'an as such a jerk?! Those who like her aren't good people either!]

[Qi An'an and Director Zhen must be having an affair too, making this a tragic heroine drama.]

[Hehe, someone's jumping up and down again, can't stand to see us doing well!]

The online arguments in the live stream didn't stop; in fact, they became increasingly intense.

In the ocean-view room, Yi Nanshan snapped out of his reverie, gestured to the camera, and asked, "Is it alright for you to talk like this?"

The three of them really don't treat the audience like outsiders.

"What's the problem?" Qi An'an asked helplessly. "It wasn't exactly a private matter to begin with."

Yi Nanshan looked at this and that, his voice hoarse: "I think it's quite private."

"...Didn't you seem quite curious about this just now?"

"..." The handsome guy was speechless.

Qi Shen seemed to have just remembered that there were cameras around. At this moment, he frowned, and his aloof and handsome face showed a hint of impatience.

Seeing Qi An'an and Fu Jiu's reactions now, he felt like a clown, being played by them and becoming their tool for showing off their affection!

"Qi An'an, you're really something..."

He reached out to grab Qi An'an, but grasped only air.

It's happening again!

Fu Jiu pulled Qi An'an closer to him first, his gentle features revealing an undisguised aggression. His phoenix eyes were fixed on Qi Shen's direction. "What do you want to do?"

Even through the camera lens, viewers could feel the powerful, unspoken tension between the two, let alone Qi An'an, who was caught in the middle.

Qi An'an had witnessed Qi Shen's ruthless punishment of others; although there was no bloodshed, it was sure to leave a psychological scar.

However, now, Fu Jiu, who has always been harmless and low-key, has an aura that is even more terrifying than his.

In her memory, Fu Jiu was mostly gentle and polite, like a compassionate god with no temper. He rarely showed such a sharp and indifferent look, even with a hint of frightening ferocity.

Qi An'an stared at him blankly, suddenly remembering the messages that Xiao Hei had sent her.

After she faked her death, Fu Jiu became a bloodthirsty murderer.

She had always thought it was unlikely, so she hadn't taken it to heart. But at this moment, she felt a chill in her heart—he looked quite like a villain from an idol drama.

Yi Nanshan stood frozen, his dog-like eyes filled with utter bewilderment.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and for some reason, he felt somewhat frustrated and inferior. He felt that he was not up to par in front of these two outstanding men.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qi Shen looked at Fu Jiu, his expression mocking. "Am I going to tear her apart or eat her?"

Fu Jiu said calmly, "You're overthinking it."

He turned his head to look at Qi An'an, "Weren't you going to take me back? Let's go."

Qi An'an nodded, and Fu Jiu casually picked up her thin shirt and draped it over her shoulder, a gesture that seemed to have been done many times before, practiced and natural.

Qi Shen didn't stop them, but just watched their backs and said, "Qi An'an, you should come back soon, don't wake us up after we've fallen asleep."

Isn't this a reminder to Fu Jiu that Qi An'an will be sleeping with two grown men later?

As he finished speaking, a chilling, sticky, and icy aura suddenly spread from Fu Jiu's body.

Qi An'an's feelings were particularly genuine.

She glared at Yi Nanshan and said, "Serves you right for randomly assigning rooms!"

Yi Nanshan covered his face with his hand: It's all my fault, okay?

He quickly replied, "I'm not afraid of noise."

"Let's go, let's go." Without giving Fu Jiu a chance to speak, Qi An'an pushed his arm and walked out the door.

【Ahhhhh, An Jiu is real!】

[An Jiu is not only real, but also a thing of the past... Uh, does anyone know? So, is there any expired sweetness to share?]

[I love watching men tear each other apart when they're fighting!]

[Shouldn't exes be dead? What are they doing... having a team-building event?]

Fu Jiu and Qi Shen both still love An An, right? It's so difficult, how can I choose?

To put it bluntly, Qi An'an has character flaws; she keeps all the men hanging on. Being her ex is truly tragic.

[So, it's time to question An An's character again and kick her off the show?]

Please, just watch the show quietly, I'm surviving on this!!!

[I love An An no matter what she looks like, so could the live stream camera keep up with An Jiu?]

After the door closed, Qi Shen sat back down on the sofa, his head slightly lowered, his expression unreadable, but the slight upturn at the corner of his lips looked chilling.

Yi Nanshan stared at the door for a while, ruffled his short, platinum-blonde hair, and then sat down at the foot of the bed.

"Such a big place, isn't there anything to drink?" Qi Shen suddenly spoke up, and walked towards a small refrigerator.

Yi Nanshan replied, "I think so."

Qi Shen grabbed a can of beer. Yi Nanshan saw this and jogged over, grabbed his beer, and sat down next to him. He said in a friendly tone, "Brother, can I ask you something?"

Qi Shen narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at him, "I won't say anything about Qi An'an."

Yi Nanshan sullenly pulled open the can of beer. "Oh, then I have nothing to say."

Qi Shen: "..."

On the other side, the filming director, carrying his equipment, struggled to catch up with Qi An'an and Fu Jiu.

Upon seeing him, Qi An'an turned to him and asked, "Xiao Wang, didn't you get off work?"

Xiao Wang's face was hidden behind the camera, his expression a mix of bitterness and excitement. "Director Zhen sent me. Don't worry, it's not a live broadcast..."

Qi An'an nodded.

So, Zhen Li is watching the live stream all the time?

They must have so much free time.

She had no objections, but Fu Jiu…

Fu Jiu frowned slightly and said directly to Xiao Wang, "Don't get too close."

Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, as he had thought Fu Jiu would refuse.

Along with Xiao Wang came several other people, their eyes gleaming, clearly having just finished watching the gossip in the live stream and then volunteering to work overtime.

Who wouldn't want to watch the drama unfold online?

Tonight's overtime slots are going to be a scramble!

——

Fu Jiu led Qi An'an onto the deck, stopping Xiao Wang and the others from following with a glance.

"Director Zhen said..."

As soon as Xiao Wang brought up Zhen Li, Fu Jiu interrupted him, her eyes cold, "I remember the contract said that guests have the right to refuse to be filmed outside of live broadcast time."

Xiao Wang: "Okay, I'll wait here."

After hearing the voice prompt in his earpiece, Xiao Wang immediately asked with a distressed expression, "Dr. Fu, um, Director Zhen said it's okay to just shoot a long shot..."

Fu Jiu: "No."

Xiao Wang: "..."

So the group watched as Fu Jiu and Qi An'an walked away and gradually disappeared into the night.

The sea was calm and the moonless sea was dark as far as the eye could see, as if the entire world consisted of only this cruise ship, and they were about to be swallowed up by a giant beast.

Qi An'an felt a little creeped out and kept leaning on Fu Jiu as she walked.

"Scared?" Fu Jiu turned to look at her.

Qi An'an: "With you here, I'm not afraid."

Xiao Hei: "Oh my, you're really good at spouting nonsense. You're only not afraid because I'm here."

Qi An'an: [Get lost.]

The two stopped when they reached the railing.

Qi An'an stretched lazily in the breeze, "So comfortable."

Fu Jiu stood beside her, his gaze fixed on her.

She turned to look at him, her clear voice tinged with hesitation, "Fu Jiu, is there something you want to tell me?"

Fu Jiu must already know about her online affairs, and perhaps even more... so his attitude towards her began to change rapidly.

He gazed at her, not answering, but asking instead, "Qi An'an, may I hug you?"

Qi An'an was taken aback. Leaning against the railing, her eyes were the same color as the sea and the night sky. After a while, she nodded.

Fu Jiu bent down with his straight back and wrapped his arms around her.

His embrace used to be reserved, but tonight it was like a fire, intense and powerful, forging a cage from which she could not escape.

His hand moved to the back of her head and gently covered it. "I didn't see you go to get your stitches removed."

Qi An'an smelled the fragrance of his shower gel, her eyes trembled slightly. Her wounds were healed by Xiao Hei, so there was no way she could go to the hospital for a follow-up visit. She didn't expect that Fu Jiu would be concerned about her injury.

"I just went to a random clinic to have it removed." She could only resort to a lie to cover it up, and then asked, "How did you know?"

Fu Jiu: "Nurse Liu mentioned it."

In fact, if he didn't want to hear the gossip, he could have simply ignored it, but in order to find out about her injuries, he still took the initiative to check her medical records.

Moreover, he knew Lin Qiao, the Qi family's family doctor.

So he knew what had happened without even having to ask around.

During that period, Fu Jiu's actions were strange even to himself, completely deviating from the right path.

Strands of her hair brushed against his cheek as he turned his head, the scent of her lingering in his nostrils.

Only now does he realize that he has never let go of Qi An'an.

Even though she had been a jerk to him, he now felt that she might have had her reasons.

Principles and bottom lines are no longer important to him.

"Aren't you angry when I treated you like that?" the person in his arms asked cautiously, her hand gripping his waist tightly as she squeezed his clothes.

Fu Jiu could sense her nervousness and unease.

"Angry," he whispered.

She didn't even dare to lift her head, and even hugged him tightly, as if she wasn't surprised by his answer, but still desperately wanted to hold on to him.

She whispered, "I won't do that again."

"Not like that?"

"I..." She began to utter a single word, but her throat tightened.

She buried her face in his chest, clearly not wanting to bring up the past at all.

But Fu Jiu wanted to know, and needed to know.

At the very least, he needs to find a starting point.

"Qi An'an, tell me, what do you like about Qi Shen?"

He asked this question in a serious yet patient tone, as if he were inquiring about a patient's symptoms.

“I don’t like him… I’m not lying.” Not wanting to be misunderstood, she eagerly raised her head.

Her almond-shaped eyes were moist, shimmering with light, and the quiet, soft light around her made her eyes appear slightly red.

Fu Jiu's Adam's apple bobbed, and an unknown emotion surged in his chest, reaching his brain with a slight ripple. He deliberately said, "We can be together even if we don't like each other... So, you don't like me either."

She was indeed anxious. In the blink of an eye, her thick, curled eyelashes were wet with clear tears. The remaining tears slid down her cheeks. She quickly lowered her head and buried herself back in his chest, her voice muffled, "I like you."

There was still no other explanation, just a somber statement.

But that's enough.

Fu Jiu hugged her tightly.

Everyone says he is compassionate, gentle, and kind, but only he knows how cold-blooded he truly is.

Because he had witnessed too many tragic deaths.

He once felt that his emotions and feelings were being frequently worn down and suppressed, and that he might one day turn into an emotionless monster.

But on the rainy day he met her, he suddenly wanted to raise a rag doll.

That thought, which was supposed to disappear quickly, was actually etched in his heart and, over time, had become an obsession.

Fu Jiu's voice softened, sounding somewhat seductive amidst the distant noise, "Because you wanted to break up with me, you went to Qi Shen, hoping to make me give up, right?"

She didn't say anything, but just hugged his waist even tighter.

Fu Jiu knew he was right.

"I'm sorry, Fu Jiu." Qi An'an raised her head again, tears already staining his clothes, but her eyes were still wet.

"So now, have you thought it through?"

A hint of doubt flickered in her eyes: "Think clearly about what?"

Fu Jiu placed his hand on her waist and said, "Think it through, about getting back together with me."

Her eyes were even more vacant, with a hint of sadness and sorrow.

Fu Jiu could see clearly that she couldn't make him any promises.

But she clearly cares about him.

"The sea breeze is a bit chilly, let's go back," Fu Jiu said, pulling Qi An'an's hand as they walked back.

She needs more time to adjust her mindset.

He's not in a hurry.

Qi An followed him quietly, her head slightly lowered, looking very conflicted and pitiful.

Fu Jiu slowed down and said softly, "There are still a few days left, take a good rest."

"Okay, I will."

Her response was weak and listless.

Fu Jiu tightened his grip, holding her hand even more firmly.

Upon seeing Xiao Wang and his group, his eyes darkened.

Although this dating reality show doesn't offer him freedom, it's still useful to him, and he hasn't considered quitting.

In the control room, Zhen Li stood up and stared intently at the images being transmitted back.

The two figures overlapped, embracing each other tenderly. This scene did not look beautiful, and even had a somewhat tragic tone, but because of its strong atmosphere, it was extremely easy to evoke empathy.

Although the guest refused to be filmed, what if this was an accidental shot of the scenery?

But the more Zhen Li looked at it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

I really want to have a little drink.

He glanced at the sea-view room; Yi Nanshan and Qi Shen were silently toasting each other, seemingly healing from heartbreak.

But both of them acted as if they didn't care at all.

Zhen Li remained silent for a while, reflecting on his state of mind just now. He wondered if he was feeling upset because he was jealous of Fu Jiu, or simply because he was annoyed by Fu Jiu's attitude.

In the end, he concluded that it was probably because of the former.

Qi An'an's attraction to men is fatal. Putting aside her outstanding appearance, her inner self is like a mystery. She doesn't seem complicated at first glance, but she lures you in and then leaves you with no way out.

Even though she didn't showcase any talent or do anything amazing, she was still unforgettable.

From the very beginning of the show, she has been the center of attention.

Whether you criticize her or praise her, it's still her.

Zhen Li, having seen countless people, naturally realized that her attention to her had completely exceeded the normal range for treating guests.

——

In the music room, Qi An'an lay on the tatami mat, covered with a beige blanket, and had already fallen asleep.

Fu Jiu came up with a water glass. Seeing her like this, he moved quietly and sat down to the side.

The fluffy little black cat slowly moved from outside the blanket to inside, with only a few hairs showing.

For some reason, it doesn't really like task objects, all task objects.

Fu Jiu stayed in the music room for a while, then draped a thicker blanket over Qi An'an before leaving.

Wen Qin had just finished a meeting when he heard a knock on the door. Then, his assistant returned with Fu Jiu.

"..."

Wen Qin was speechless for a moment. His special assistant had just reported the online events to him.

That was truly spectacular.

"So what brings you here?" Wen Qin got up and sat down on the sofa. "Don't worry, I'm different from them."

He originally wanted to say that he had no designs on Qi An'an whatsoever.

But ultimately, I felt a little guilty, so I didn't say it.

"I'd like to borrow your computer or tablet," Fu Jiu stated his purpose directly.

Wen Qin nodded. "Okay."

Of course, he felt that the other party's intentions were not so simple.

The assistant handed a laptop to Fu Jiu.

After Fu Jiu sat down, he busied himself with his own affairs.

He came to the show because of Qi An'an. He didn't know much about online public opinion, but he had already deeply felt its great influence.

Wenqin told his assistant to go rest, picked up his cup and then put it down again, clearly having something to say.

Fu Jiu didn't raise her eyes and said, "You can speak frankly if you have something to say."

Wen Qin then said, "I won't hide it from you. I investigated Qi An'an's bullying, so I naturally know about your relationship with her. So, you're still... determined to have her?"

Wenqin isn't very good at talking about these things with people, so he speaks rather slowly.

Fu Jiu finally glanced over, a dark glint flashing in her phoenix eyes, "You can think that way."

Wenqin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "She's wearing a watch. Who gave it to her? It must be quite old."

Fu Jiu's finger hovered over the control panel, sensing a hint in his words, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

He knew, of course, that watch; it was a gift she bought for herself with the first money she earned in high school.

He did consider getting her a new one, but she said it would have sentimental value for her.

He didn't mention it again.

In my memory, she almost never took off her watch, even after taking a shower, she would already have it on her wrist.

She has changed her watch strap many times, and they are all very wide, making her fair wrist look very delicate and fragile.

Fu Jiu suddenly stood up, his voice low and hoarse, "What do you mean?"

Wenqin was actually reluctant to reveal it, but he knew that people caught in the vortex longed for help, but she might not know how to ask.

So he said, "You'll understand once you've seen it."