"Boom—"

A thunderclap boomed across the sea, a muffled rumble rolling over the villa, followed by a fleeting, pale flash of lightning.

"Is it thundering?" Su Ying stood up from her chair and looked up at the dark sea surface churning with rolling dark clouds.

Zhu Mingyue rested her chin on her hand and followed her gaze to look out the French windows: "The weather was gloomy this afternoon, and now it looks like it's going to pour rain."

"Has everyone eaten enough?" The assistant director asked with a big smile as he walked over from the other side of the restaurant, wiping his mouth.

"We're full!" the six guests answered in unison.

"I'm still a little short!" Fang Lei buried his head in his food, and unsurprisingly, he was still not full.

"..." The assistant director glanced at him speechlessly, "He almost kept eating, since it wasn't me who got hit by the manager anyway."

"Assistant director...%￥#@ How could you do this..." Because he still had something in his mouth, Fang Lei's complaint was somewhat indistinct.

The assistant director sneered gloatingly, then turned to the other guests and announced loudly, "Now that everyone has eaten their fill, they should have the energy for the new task! The new task has been sent to the WeChat group by the villa manager. Please take out your phones and check it."

"Ah..." Ning Shi was clearly unhappy. "Didn't you say today's mission was over? How come there's a new mission now?"

"Hehe..." The assistant director chuckled a little slyly, "I said that today's outdoor mission is over, but I didn't say that the indoor mission is over too."

“…That’s too much!” Ning Shi glared at the assistant director, her action of taking out her phone filled with resentment.

"What's the mission?" Shi Jing was too lazy to pick up her phone, so she simply leaned against Zhu Jinzhao and peeked at her WeChat.

She unlocked her phone, entered the WeChat group, and showed Shi Jing the group notification sent by the villa's housekeeper.

Shi Jing glanced at it briefly and summarized the key points of the task: "Conduct a live broadcast with your partner and complete the interaction requests of ten netizens in the live broadcast room?"

Zhu Jinzhao pursed her lips and thought for a moment: "It sounds pretty simple?"

Shi Jing shook his head: "Don't have too high hopes for these abstract netizens. The interactive requirements they put forward are basically impossible for earthlings to meet."

"...That scary?" Zhu Jinzhao was still somewhat skeptical.

"Hmph..." Shi Jing chuckled helplessly, "Yes, it's that terrifying."

"Have you all read the task requirements clearly?" While the seven guests were looking at their phones, the assistant director secretly took a skewer of chicken wings from the table.

"Understood," the guests answered in unison.

The assistant director waved his hand: "Got it? Then let's begin the mission!"

Then, with the stolen chicken wings, he happily slipped away.

“Our live stream screen is here.” Shi Jing moved his chair to make room for Zhu Jinzhao.

Zhu Jinzhao carried a chair and sat down next to Shi Jing, watching the barrage of comments scrolling across the live stream screen with him.

"Well, we're going to do a task now. Everyone can suggest their interaction requests, and Shi Jing and I will randomly select ten to complete."

Viewers in the live stream had already gotten wind of the situation, and before Zhu Jinzhao had even finished speaking, all sorts of strange and unusual interactive requests flooded the entire live stream screen.

[Zhu Jinzhao, do you dare to marry Shi Jing on the spot?]

[Shi Jing, do you dare to post your marriage certificate with Zhu Jinzhao on Weibo tomorrow?]

[Today, today, can you be Brother Li's wife? Li's fans really want you as their sister-in-law!]

[Chao Chao, my request is very simple. I just want you to take Li Weiwan and Shi Jing in, and give these two lonely and helpless men a warm home!]

Can you two at least kiss? Just for me.

"..."

Zhu Jinzhao now believes it; these abstract requests from netizens are things that earthlings really can't fulfill.

"Uh..." She forced an awkward smile and stiffly turned to look at Shi Jing, hoping to get some advice from him. But to her surprise, Shi Jing was actually smiling, looking like he wanted to laugh but dared not.

"...What are you laughing at?" Zhu Jinzhao asked with a scrutinizing look.

"Cough...no, nothing." Shi Jing cleared his throat and shook his head in denial.

Zhu Jinzhao stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly narrowed her eyes warily: "If you're not laughing at anything, why don't you look at the live stream chat? Do you know how outrageous these netizens' demands are?"

"Is it particularly outrageous?" Shi Jing raised his eyes, pretending to look at the scrolling comments on the live stream screen.

[Shi Jing, do you dare to have eight children with Zhu Jinzhao?]

[Young Master Shi, because you wouldn't kiss Jinzhao, my brother was so angry he died after watching the live stream.]

[Today, could you cosplay Shi Jing's wife? Let's start with someone from the 1980s.]

This year's netizens are particularly enthusiastic, posting many comments that Shi Jing likes to see.

Shi Jing had barely managed to suppress the corners of his mouth, but upon seeing these comments, they instantly curled up again.

"Stop laughing!" Zhu Jinzhao gritted her teeth in anger and, unable to bear it any longer, punched his thigh hard.

"Ouch—" Shi Jing cried out in affected pain, turning the tables on Tian Gang and asking, "Why did you hit me?"

Zhu Jinzhao clenched his fists in frustration: "Why would I hit you? The comments section is in such a state, and you're still laughing? You need to find a way to get them to make some other requests."

"Alright, alright." Shi Jing was secretly pleased, so he reluctantly agreed to Zhu Jinzhao's request.

He proudly raised his head, raised an eyebrow, and said arrogantly to the live stream camera, "Um, your interactive tasks are really a bit too much. Considering how cute we are today, how about we switch to some other interactive tasks?"

【good!!】

The viewers in the live stream readily agreed, and new requests for interaction began to flood the screen.

[Shi Jing, do you dare to hide by the highway and jump out to scare a big truck as it drives by?]

[Young Master Shi, could you please do a live-streamed eating video featuring rat poison? It has to include footage of you swallowing it.]

[Shi Jing, do you dare let Jin Zhao marry Li Weiwan? Let's fulfill our wish of "The night is truly beautiful tonight."]

[Where did this little black-faced guy come from? Production team, kick him out right now! If anyone's going to marry today, it'll be our Mingyue!]

[Heavens above! What kind of bizarre, underworld-level couple is this?! Jinzhao is so adorable, she should marry our Ning Shi!]

"..."

The other two groups of guests were enthusiastically completing tasks, while Zhu Jinzhao and Shi Jing remained silent in front of the live stream screen.

Zhu Jinzhao thought about it for a long time, and finally said helplessly to Shi Jing, "Why don't you go and eat rat poison?"

Shi Jing looked at her: "..."

Zhu Jinchao: "Go scare big trucks, that's fine too."

Shi Jing: "...Just say you want to kill me."

Zhu Jinzhao, with a listless expression, drooped her eyelids and said, "If you don't want to die, then you'll have no choice but to marry me off. Who would be a good match for me?"

"No!" These words inexplicably struck a nerve with Shi Jing, and he suddenly raised his voice, "You can't marry anyone! You can only marry—"