[Family members, it's a real battleground now! Three people voted for our beloved Chi last night.]
[Our Chi Bao is winning so badly this time!]
[Family, is no one going to see how bountiful our autumn harvest is? The grain is absolutely delicious!]
[All the fans of Raindrop, get moving! Let's get this supertopic active! We must surpass all other pairings and take the lead!]
"I drove here, it's Qiu Chi's car," Jiang Chenzhou explained to Gu Xiaojun and Song Yaozhuo as he walked to Yu Qiu Chi's side.
Because apart from Yan Qing, who is a local, all the other guests are from out of town, Jiang Chenzhou didn't use the car provided by the production team and specially borrowed a car from Yu Qiuchi this morning for the sake of convenience.
Gu Xiaojun looked at the car in the parking space. It was a black Jeep, and the whole body looked very ordinary and dull. But Gu Xiaojun could tell that the car had been modified and didn't match Yu Qiuchi's Chinese-style handsome man at all.
I thought Yu Qiuchi would drive or sit in the passenger seat, but she sat directly in the back: "I can't drive, and I never sit in the passenger seat."
Hearing this made Jiang Chenzhou feel a little regretful. If his little fan wasn't sitting in the passenger seat, what was the point of him driving? Was he just a chauffeur? He regretted it.
Xie Tingsi couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Why can't you drive? Did you fail your driving test?" After all, Yu Qiuchi was already 18, and most people in that age group should have passed their driving test several years ago.
"Hmm." Yu Qiuchi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked somewhat lonely. Xie Tingsi could sense that there was more to the reason than that, but seeing that Yu Qiuchi did not want to talk about it, he wisely shut his mouth.
The Heartbeat Hut wasn't too far from the market, only a fifteen-minute walk, but Yu Qiuchi kept her eyes closed and pretended to sleep the whole way.
The car was a five-seater, and the production crew had no choice but to set up a makeshift camera in the car.
[Haha, this is really tough on the guy filming.]
[What's wrong with Qiuchi? Is she in a bad mood?]
[Without Yan Qing to liven things up, it's so quiet.]
[Isn't he a rich kid? This car? Is this just a publicity stunt?]
[Brother Yun, what do you know? Anyone with common sense can tell this car has been modified.]
Although Jiang Chenzhou was driving, he kept an eye on Yu Qiuchi in the rearview mirror. Yu Qiuchi's emotions were very abnormal. She didn't say anything in private, but in public, especially in front of the camera, Yu Qiuchi was always smiling, silently creating a lively atmosphere.
Upon arriving at the Heartbeat House, as Jiang Chenzhou took the watermelon from Yu Qiuchi's arms from the trunk, he asked, "What's wrong? You won so many games today, aren't you happy?"
Yu Qiuchi glanced back at the car parked on the lawn and said softly, "My mother died in a car accident. I was in the passenger seat."
The voice was soft, but the words carried great weight.
It was so heavy that Jiang Chenzhou felt like he could get up in the middle of the night and slap himself.
The atmosphere was heavy, and even Xie Tingsi fell silent. He really felt that asking Yu Qiuchi why she wasn't driving in the car was like publicly reopening old wounds. Xie Tingsi was internally crying.
Jiang Chenzhou was filled with regret; his little fan was such a pitiful little thing: "Sorry..."
"It's alright, ignorance is no excuse."
As expected of the arrogant guy, his way of comforting people was unique. He handed Yu Qiuchi a banana: "The color is bright, you seem to be in a good mood."
Yu Qiuchi simply couldn't believe that Song Yaozhuo had said these words with such a blank expression. It was hard for his silent brother to comfort her.
[My poor Chi Bao, he must have been so scared.]
[I was crying one second, but Song Yaozhuo made me break down the next.]
[That's good, but don't try that next time.]
Compared to the other guests, Gu Xiaojun acted much more normally: "So you have a fear of driving and riding in cars?"
“Yes, PTSD, some stress reaction, but I have no problem riding in a car normally now.” Yu Qiuchi said it very casually, but everyone knew that overcoming one’s fear was a difficult thing.
"That's good."
"By the way, Zhou Shen, what groceries did you buy?" Yu Qiuchi asked, reverting to his usual demeanor.
Jiang Chenzhou, holding a large watermelon in his right hand and lifting a plastic bag in his left, said, "Pork ribs, chicken wings. I'm planning to make sweet and sour pork ribs and cola chicken wings."
Yu Qiuchi didn't expect such a coincidence: "Then we bought some duplicates. Song Yaozhuo, Junxiao, and I also bought ribs and chicken wings."
"It's okay, we can have another meal tonight," Gu Xiaojun comforted her.
"Oh, right, and the egg tart crusts too. Jiang Chenzhou said he can bake egg tarts." Xie Tingsi peeked out from beside Jiang Chenzhou, her tone cheerful.
"Zhou Shen, you can even bake egg tarts?" Yu Qiuchi asked, somewhat surprised.
Receiving the adoring gazes of his little fans, Jiang Chenzhou nodded with feigned composure, but the tails behind him had already unfurled their tails invisibly: "I know a little."
[Wow, you know a little, you know a lot, right?]
[I'm a ten-year fan of Jiang Chenzhou and I didn't even know he could bake egg tarts. (What a traitor!) I want to eat my husband's egg tarts too, I'm going to throw a tantrum.]
[Since appearing on the dating reality show, I've realized that Zhou Shen isn't just aloof and quiet; he's actually secretly passionate. He only talks to people he wants to talk to. Some people don't even bother to be perfunctory with us, their insignificant fans, during their livestreams, right, Zhou Shen?]
Back at the Heartbeat House, some cooked, while others waited to be fed.
Yu Qiuchi was the only one waiting to be fed, but he couldn't cook. Yu Qiuchi had only made things worse and had been coaxed out for the nth time, so he simply gave up. But now he really didn't know what to do.
[Haha, the ceiling for culinary skills hasn't been reached yet, but the basement is!]
[His potato-peeling skills are slightly better than my dog's.]
Yu Qiuchi took out her phone, glanced at the discussions about freezing moments, then opened her live stream, waved her phone at the camera, and started to have some fun: "Come on, now I'll randomly select some comments to answer questions."
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