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Inside a spacious, art-filled apartment, crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire lobby, while floor-to-ceiling windows offer a dazzling view of the night sky.

Nan Qing was sitting at her desk by the floor-to-ceiling window, her fingers tapping crisply on the mechanical keyboard, and lines of text, carrying a special warmth, appeared on the computer screen in front of her.

Bai Yu's pen fell to the ground, and Cheng Yuan bent down to pick it up, but unexpectedly touched her outstretched finger. The sound of rain outside the window suddenly intensified, just like Bai Yu's heartbeat at that moment...

Cheng Yuan didn't let go of Bai Yu's fingers; instead, he gently rubbed his knuckles with his fingertips...

The only light source in the studio was a brass desk lamp in the corner. The yellow light cast an ambiguous golden glow on Cheng Yuan's clear features. Bai Yu tried to pull her hand away, but found that he had gripped her wrist tightly...

"Cheng Yuan's presence suddenly drew closer, carrying a faint scent of whiskey. Bai Yu was forced against the easel behind him, but Cheng Yuan still wouldn't let him go. Instead, he trapped him in the narrow space between the easel and his chest, their breaths mingling..."

Cheng Yuan's gaze fell on a streak of crimson that had accidentally stained his collarbone, and his deep eyes darkened...

His lips almost touched Bai Yu's earlobe, his voice extremely low, even with a hint of suppressed hoarseness...

Nan Qing's fingers flew across the keyboard. This plot had been swirling in her mind for days. As the plot became richer, a faint blush crept onto her fair cheeks, as if she were embarrassed, but her eyes remained bright and excited.

Even Xiao Ba, who had transformed into a little hamster and was perched on Nan Qing's head, was watching with great excitement through its tiny, bean-sized eyes.

Bai Yu's breathing became completely erratic. Cheng Yuan's knee had somehow become wedged between Bai Yu's toes, the expensive suit trousers rubbing against his thin linen pants, sending a tingling, limp sensation through his body...

After typing the last word, Nanqing grabbed a fluffy cushion next to her and buried her burning face in it. Xiao Ba held onto her hair tightly from the top of her head to keep from being thrown off by her movements.

"Xiao Ba, this identity in this little world is really exciting..."

Her voice lacked any of the shame she had displayed; she was clearly more excited than even the youngest adult!

[Host, I also think that the identity in this world is tailor-made for you, a perfect match~]

That's right, its host loves to write, and it loves to read, so they're a perfect match!

In this small world, Nan Qing is the 22-year-old daughter of the wealthy Mu family in Beijing. She just graduated from university last year and, due to her personal interests, is now a web novel author, specializing in... BL (Boys' Love) novels, and quite well-known at that!

However, since the Mu family's businesses had always been located overseas, Nan Qing had also completed her university studies abroad and had just returned to China last month. When she came here, she had just returned to China.

Nan Qing herself was also curious, so she studied a few BL novels. She didn't know it was a big deal, but once she started reading, she was completely engrossed. Those novels opened a mysterious door for her, allowing her to glimpse many interesting things.

So Nanqing and Xiaoba immediately made the decision to continue writing!

She's been in this little world for almost a month now, and although she's been writing for almost a month, she still feels so ashamed that her toes curl up every time she creates these ambiguous scenes, yet she also feels extremely excited.

And so, the two of them, enjoying the pleasure of writing and reading, successfully forgot about the man who had been pursuing her.

Gu Beiyan, the chosen one of this world, is the heir to the Gu Group in Beijing. He received the most elite education from a young age and completed his doctoral degree at the age of 20, directly taking over the business of the group's newly launched intelligent technology sector.

In less than five years, the technology company under the Gu Group successfully went public, becoming a leading technology enterprise in China.

Nanqing's contact with the Chosen One stemmed from a little scheme conspired by their mothers.

The two women's mothers were very close friends, but because the Mu family's businesses were all located overseas, when Nanqing was very young, Mu's mother took Nanqing and Mu's father to settle abroad and rarely returned to China.

So when they came back, Mu's mother and Gu's mother got together. When they got together, they inevitably talked about the children. Gu's mother had seen many photos of Nan Qing on Mu's mother's phone. Before, it was far away, but now, even the villa and estate that the Mu family bought in China is very close to the Gu family.

So Gu's mother was determined to bring Nan Qing to her home, and she persuaded Mu's mother to set a little trap for the two of them.

In short, for various reasons, both Nan Qing and Gu Beiyan were put on a very popular online dating reality show by their mothers.

Although Nan Qing herself is also very beautiful, she is still a complete sucker for good looks. She fell in love with the Chosen One the moment she saw him. Of course, it was a very superficial liking, simply because of his face.

Her task in this little world is simple in a way: to pretend that she has a crush on the chosen one and successfully participate in this dating reality show.

Three days later.

Nan Qing, wearing a pearly white satin halter-neck dress and a pair of not-too-high heels, got into the business car arranged by the "Heartbeat Signal" program team.

This show is presented to the audience in a combination of live and pre-recorded formats, and it is touted as the "most authentic dating reality show." Even in today's era of rampant variety shows, it is still incredibly popular.

A black minivan slowly pulled up in front of the villa where the program was being filmed.

The moment the car door opened, a slender, fair ankle in a high-heeled sandal stepped out first. The round, white toes were painted with a very fresh and eye-catching light green, which made the skin on the feet look even whiter and more tender.

After Nan Qing got out of the car, several cameras in front of the villa's carved iron gate were all pointed at her, and the cameras kept zooming in.

Regardless of the director behind the camera or the fans in the live stream, all they saw was an exquisitely beautiful face, as if sculpted by Nuwa. Even in close-up shots, there was not a single flaw, and the skin was so smooth that the pores were invisible.

Nanqing has now experienced many small worlds, in all kinds of situations, including scenes like this one where she is surrounded by cameras.

Especially in the last century, she led the team to participate in competitions. Although she did not play, as the team's investor and manager, various interviews were indispensable.

So for someone who has experienced many international competitions, this kind of scene is already considered very small.

She looked in the direction of the camera, blinked, smiled slightly, and then pulled the suitcase that the staff member had placed next to her and walked into the villa.

The satin dress she wore shimmered with a pearly sheen in the sunlight, making Nanqing's skin appear even whiter than snow. The hem of the dress reached just to her ankles, and as she walked, it swayed gently with her movements, occasionally revealing her slender, jade-like ankles.

Whether it's her clothing, makeup, or behavior, Nan Qing doesn't deliberately try to show off her sexy side.

Yet she also exudes a natural, pure, and alluring charm.

Innocent, yet alluring.