Wen Nai sensed a hint of malice in his smile. She glanced at the long balloon the chubby boy was offering, her face darkening instantly. But mindful of the cameras, she reluctantly took the balloon and held it to her nose. She strained with all her might, but the balloon wouldn't budge. Feeling dizzy, she shook her head and said dryly, "Director Li, I can't blow it up. I demand a different task or to accept punishment!"

On the screen...

[Hahaha! Who came up with this terrible trick? Blowing up balloons with their nose, and long, thin ones at that! It's safe to say the person who came up with this quiz has taken all the bamboo shoots from the mountain!]

[Singing with water in your mouth is such a difficult task! Luckily, Wenying sings very steadily, otherwise it would have been a major disaster, haha!]

[Leng Mo's imitation of a donkey's bray is so lifelike that if you close your eyes, you'd think it was a real donkey's bray!]

[His imitation of a goose's call is so realistic, hahaha, it's hilarious!]

...

“Changing the task is out of the question,” Director Li said with a sly smile. “Then accept the punishment!” Wen Nai’s eyes widened. “What punishment?” Could it be something weird? She inwardly groaned. Director Li pulled out a slip of paper. “Do whatever you draw!” Wen Nai nervously reached out and pulled out a slip of paper. She opened it and saw: “Call the first person in your phone and borrow 10,000 yuan from her. The other person has to say you don’t need to pay it back!” Wen Nai’s face instantly darkened, but thinking of the first person in her phone, her eyes lit up as she looked at Leng Mo. She took out her phone, waved it at the camera, and the contact name was written as, “My dearest, most beloved sister.” She dialed the number, and Leng Mo’s phone rang. With Leng Mo’s cooperation, Wen Nai successfully completed the task. Director Li slapped his thigh. “Oops! A miscalculation. Oh well, next time I’ll have to specify it can’t be anyone present! The game continues…”

Wang Feifei was given the task of singing while doing squats. This task was a piece of cake for Wang Feifei, who loves both singing and fitness, and she completed it quickly.

Qian Shasha drew the task of saying ten words of praise to someone in the room. She stood there, her gaze sweeping around the room before finally settling on Leng Mo.

"Wow, Momo, your dress looks so beautiful today!"

"Your hair is so soft, like silk."

"Your skin is very fair, what skincare products do you use?"

"And your eyes, they're so big and beautiful!"

"Your legs are so long!"

"Your waist is so slim!"

You smell so good!

...

Leng Mo was a little embarrassed by her praise, his cheeks flushing slightly. The others chimed in, praising Qian Shasha's compliment as very apt.

Next, it was the male guests' turn to draw lots. Leng Jinchen drew first, praying that he wouldn't draw any tricky tasks. However, when he saw what was on the slip of paper, he froze.

"Making eye contact with a member of the opposite sex at the scene for ten seconds..."

He turned his gaze to Leng Mo, walked straight to Leng Mo's side, and his usually indifferent demeanor softened slightly as he looked at Leng Mo, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Leng Mo, I need your cooperation, thank you!"

The last two words, "thank you," directly prevented a cold, silent rejection.

Upon hearing Leng Jinchen's request, Leng Mo hesitated slightly before nodding. The two stood face to face, looking into each other's eyes. A fleeting hint of deep affection flashed in Leng Jinchen's eyes, unnoticed even by himself.