Lin Caixiu opened two bottles of red wine for everyone to drink.
The atmosphere gradually became lively. Except for Meng Lan, who sat stiffly in her seat with an embarrassed expression, everyone was laughing easily.
Wan Anni took out her phone and sent a message to the female guests' group: [Xi Shen is an expert in identifying bitches.]
Lin Caixiu lowered her head to drink, her fingertips tapping lightly. "Finally, a bright-eyed and understanding male guest has arrived. I'm so relieved. I was nearly pissed off today by Ou Lu! He wanted me to give in to Meng Lan in everything. Where to go, what to eat, everything had to be decided by Meng Lan. I asked him why he didn't consider my feelings, and he said I was older than Meng Lan and should be more mature and tolerant. I was so...!"
Xu Jingjing: [What does "bitch expert" mean? ]
Wan Annie: [Go ask Xia Xia, he's also an expert at identifying bitches. Ou Lu is too much, I despise him!]
Xu Jingjing: [Oh, okay. Also, I think Ou Lu is being too extreme.]
It was obvious that only three of the four female contestants were in the group, and Meng Lan was excluded. She failed to deceive everyone with her disguise as in the original plot.
Zhuang Li's body was not very strong enough to handle the alcohol, and after only half a glass, his face was already red. He was now leaning on his forehead, his head tilted, looking at Xi Ming intently and tenderly, his gaze lingering on him.
Anyone who was looked at like that would drown.
Xi Ming seemed calm on the surface, but his ears were actually red. He coughed and asked softly, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
Zhuang Li smiled and whispered, "Because you are so handsome, I can't help but want to look at you."
The wildly raised corners of Xi Ming's mouth completely revealed his mood at the moment.
Chang Jinbo, who was sitting opposite the two of them, silently covered his chest which was aching.
"Do you want to know about my past?" Zhuang Li suddenly brought up the topic that everyone thought he would deliberately avoid.
"No." Xi Ming shook his head subconsciously. He really didn't care about Curly's past. He just wanted to grasp the present and the future.
"But I want to tell you everything about me." Zhuang Li said calmly.
Xi Ming's heart began to tremble slightly, because he knew that when a person is willing to reveal everything to another person, then there is no doubt that this person is absolutely serious and unreserved about this relationship.
"You talk, I'm listening." Xi Ming held the little curly-haired boy's hand tightly, his palm burning hot.
Before they knew it, everyone stopped chatting and looked at Zhuang Li. They were all genuinely curious about him. He was portrayed so poorly online, but in reality, he was confident, composed, powerful, and incredibly charming. He was a complete mystery, a contradiction in terms.
Chang Jinbo unconsciously held his breath. He had never been so eager to understand someone.
"I don't have parents, not because they're divorced or dead, but because they've never been around. I'm an orphan. I've never been to school. Elementary school, middle school, high school, college—all these necessary stages of life—I've never seen anything like it."
Although he was talking about such a tragic experience, Zhuang Li had a faint smile on his face.
Xi Ming nodded to indicate that he heard it, but he didn't say anything to comfort him, because he could feel that Curly really didn't care about this experience. He was very strong inside and didn't want anyone's sympathy.
All the guests showed expressions of shock, pity, or discomfort.
The chief director sitting in the monitoring room exclaimed, "This isn't right! How could Mr. Zhuang be uneducated?"
Meng Lan sneered in her heart: "This F man is quite courageous. He actually dared to expose this dark history."
The system angrily scolded, "Idiot! He's saying this to win Xi Ming's sympathy! The worse his situation, the more Xi Ming will pity him. Do you understand? If my host had been replaced by Zhuang Li, I would have already become an S-level system!"
Meng Lan: "..." Zhuang Li, this vixen, is so resourceful! One day I'm going to tear him apart!
However, they were wrong. Zhuang Li simply disdained to exchange his misery for the pity of others.
He narrowed his eyes and looked around at everyone, then downed the wine in his glass. He said lazily, "What do you mean by that? Are you feeling sorry for me? There's no need for that. I'm not studying not because I don't have money, but because my IQ is too high. No educational institution can keep up with my learning speed."
He pointed to the spot between his eyebrows and chuckled, "I've always been self-taught. My brain is more than enough to provide me with the best education."
All the guests: "..." Damn! How did the sentimental drama turn into bragging?
Meng Lan complained in her heart, "This F guy is so bold! Now I feel relieved! If he does this, the audience will definitely scold him for being shameless and won't remember that Xi Ming just scolded me."
Only Xi Ming believed what Curly said was true, so he praised sincerely: "You are amazing."
Zhuang Li knocked his chin against his shoulder and smiled like a child: "Really? I'm awesome, right?"
Xi Ming was tickled by the tender little curly-haired boy and couldn't help but rub his head.
Zhuang Li closed his eyes and sighed, "Because of my intelligence, I received the best care in the orphanage. Because of my intelligence, I was the only one saved. And because of my intelligence, I was adopted by a great man. They all say I'm lucky."
No one noticed that a trace of moisture condensed at the roots of Zhuang Li's thick eyelashes.
But Xi Ming noticed, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the man tightly. No matter if the camera was filming, he just wanted to lend the warmest chest to the little curly-haired boy to lean on.
Zhuang Li buried his face in Xi Ming's neck and rubbed it gently. When he looked up again, his eyes were as clear as before, as if the tears and haze had never existed.
He whispered in Xi Ming's ear, "But I think meeting you is my greatest luck." He chuckled and left the arms that were always open to him.
Xi Ming's heart began to pound wildly because of these words.
The director sitting in front of the monitor suddenly realized: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhuang to be adopted by a big shot. No wonder he has such a noble temperament, he doesn't look like an orphan at all."
At the same time, all the guests also imagined stories of tens of thousands of words.
Of course, Meng Lan didn't believe this at all.
She scoffed in her heart: "Man F is really good at making up stories. He probably doesn't know that your rating system has already exposed his true identity."
The system said firmly, "F-level people cannot possess high IQs, nor can they be adopted by powerful figures. Without exception, they are losers struggling at the bottom of society. I can only say that Zhuang Li is an excellent screenwriter. He is very good at fabricating his own character."
They rely too much on black technology and will never doubt the judgment given by the identification program, even though Zhuang Li has shown so many excellences in reality.
Zhuang Li put down his wine glass and said lazily, "Okay, now that the story is over, Xi Ming and I are going back to pack our things."
Everyone finally woke up from their dream and said goodbye.
Learning about Zhuang Li's past, far from satisfying their curiosity, only piqued their curiosity. They longed to know Zhuang Li's experiences over the years. What had happened between him and Han Kun? Since he was adopted by a powerful figure, he should have a good life, so why was he working? Why did he fake the identity of a wealthy second-generation kid?
There are so many contradictions in him, and so many unsolved mysteries. Which one of him is the real him?
Chang Jinbo looked at Zhuang Li without blinking, and then followed the two of them closely. The more they spent time together, the more he wanted to know everything about Zhuang Li.
"Sorry, this is a private space, please do not disturb." Xi Ming blocked Chang Jinbo and slammed the door shut.
Chang Jinbo: "...This room used to belong to me!"
He raised his middle finger to the door, his expression utterly awful. Regret tormented him.
I reminded the cameraman: "Your gesture is not civilized. We will mosaic it in post-production."
Chang Jinbo raised his middle finger towards the camera: "I'm going to do it! Fuck!"
Cameraman: "After the show airs, Mr. Zhuang will also see this scene."
Chang Jinbo: "..."
"I won't stick it up anymore." He obediently retracted his middle finger and threatened, "Cut that part! Oh, and cut the part where Han Kun and I were talking on the phone, too! Cut it immediately, and don't broadcast it!"
He looked at the closed door and ran away with a guilty conscience.
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After entering the room, Xi Ming opened his suitcase and squatted on the floor to organize his things one by one.
Zhuang Li hugged him from behind and rubbed his neck gently with his head.
Xi Ming turned his head and looked back, smiling and whispering: "Why are you suddenly relying on me?"
"Just now you said everyone calls you trash, and that's when I really wanted to hug you. This is compensation." Zhuang Li murmured in an inaudible voice, "I want to travel back to that time and beat to death all the kids who bullied you."
Xi Ming thought Curly was joking and couldn't help laughing.
7480, knowing his master wasn't kidding, broke out in a cold sweat. The dark side the Great Demon King occasionally revealed was truly terrifying, and only a fool like the God would find him endearing.
"You don't have to help me vent my anger. I've beaten up every kid who scolded me." Xi Ming raised his arm, patted the little curly-haired boy's head, and asked, "Are you used to living here?"
"I'm not used to it and can't sleep at night." Zhuang Li shook his head, got off Xi Ming's back, and sat cross-legged beside him.
"Why can't you sleep? Are you used to your bed?" Xi Ming asked worriedly.
"No, I'm used to sleeping naked, but I'm not allowed here." Zhuang Li smiled with his eyes narrowed.
Xi Ming: “…”
The little curly-haired girl stretched out her slender body, lying softly on the snow-white sheets, her skin a faint pink, her breath steeped in sweetness. This charming picture uncontrollably occupied Xi Ming's mind, causing him to lose his breath and mood.
It was just a simple sentence, but it burned through his whole body like a flame.
Zhuang Li leaned close to Xi Ming's ear and whispered softly, "You must remember to buy silk bedding next time."
Xi Ming: “!!!”
What does this mean? Is it what he thinks?
This little devil always likes to say some vague but suggestive words!
Zhuang Li pinched Xi Ming's red ears, chuckled, and asked, "Is your bed big?"
Xi Ming: “!!!”
He really wanted to ask, "Is the bed big enough? Just come home with me and try it out and you'll know," but he was shy and couldn't bring himself to say it after thinking for a long time.
Zhuang Li poked Xi Ming's cheek with his fingertips and whispered with a smile, "You're so cute when you're shy. I want to kiss you, but the room is full of cameras, so it's not convenient."
Xi Ming's lower abdomen was already tense. If Curly continued talking, a part of him might explode.
He glanced at the cameras surrounding him, wiped the sweat from his palms, and then said seriously, "From now on, I'll buy silk bedding. The bed at home is 2.5×2.5. If you're not satisfied, I'll have someone order a larger one right now. If it's expedited, it should arrive in a month. Do you want it? If you want it, place the order now."
He took out his cell phone and waited eagerly for Curly's reply.
Zhuang Li was amused by his eager expression, raised his chin, and ordered, "Place your order."
Xi Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately went to the online shopping mall to find the manufacturer to order a large bed.
Zhuang Li leaned on his shoulder and chose the style and color with him. When everything was settled, he pointed to the bathroom and chuckled, "See that place?"
Xi Ming turned around and nodded obediently: "I saw it."
Zhuang Li breathed hot air into his eardrum. "That's the only place without a camera. Wait for me when you take a shower tonight. I want to kiss you." After that, he pinched the man's ear, opened the door and went out, leaving behind a sentence with a thick smile: "It was originally Wan Annie's and my turn to cook dinner today. I'll tell her to let her and Yi Jiangnan be on duty tomorrow. You can come down and help me later."
The door closed with a click, and it took Xi Ming a long time to fully digest the message left by the little curly-haired boy.
He quickly ran into the bathroom, looked around, then covered his red face and laughed softly.
"Little devil!" A satisfied sigh sounded in the room.
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