Meanwhile, in the broadcasting studio, Han Jin sat upright on the sofa, watching the girl walk towards him step by step, his smile growing warmer and warmer.
He wore a gray-white suit and gold-rimmed glasses, his features sharp and his demeanor refined.
After the girl sat down, Han Jin personally opened the small box that had been prepared beforehand, inside which was a white jade lotus hairpin.
"Xi'er, I bought it a long time ago, but I just haven't had a chance to give it to you. Let's see if you like it."
This hairpin?
Mu Lingxi felt that this hairpin looked familiar, very much like the one she had broken before!
?
I fell down... wait, it was a camping day, and I got locked in the wine cellar. I drank some wine, and that's when the hairpin disappeared...
"Wait, how did you end up with this hairpin?"
Mu Lingxi suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking incredulous, and tried hard to recall the memories she had lost that day.
Wine cellar, wine, kiss, man...
Seeing the ever-changing expressions on her face, Han Jin found her increasingly adorable, and her smile widened.
"This isn't the original one; that one broke. This one is a copy of the original design, and it was just finished a few days ago."
Han Jin patiently explained in a gentle voice that he had indeed not had a chance to send it out yet and was looking for a suitable opportunity.
With the last day already approaching, if we don't deliver it now, we might miss the chance to do so.
Han Jin then took it out, thinking of giving it to the girl who was new to it, or... if there was no such opportunity, she could keep it with her.
He didn't know if the girl would choose him in the end, but he was a little unsure.
"I can't have it..."
As expected, Han Jin's heart sank upon hearing this rejection, but her expression remained unchanged.
He had already guessed that the girl probably, likely, almost certainly wouldn't choose him.
"No, I broke yours, so I should compensate you with this one. Please accept it."
Although Han Jin's voice was gentle, it contained a hint of undeniable authority.
The feeling is like a tiger eyeing its prey, hesitant to strike, but knowing it can't escape, leaving you feeling uneasy.
Mu Lingxi hesitated for a moment, but under the man's slightly imposing gaze, she accepted it.
"Alright, let's go."
"That's all?"
Mu Lingxi looked at the tall figure in front of her, feeling somewhat taken aback, but without hesitation, she followed.
Han Jin smelled the faint fragrance behind him, clenched his fists at his sides, and felt a bitter taste rise in his mouth.
What's the point of staying any longer, just to listen to the girl's constant rejections?
He arrived too late, or perhaps he hadn't done enough to convince people to choose him.
Never mind, it's just a variety show.
Han Jin tried to convince herself not to worry about the outcome. She had already tried, but who could predict matters of the heart? Could she really control herself?
After they got off the plane, it was as if there was a vacuum between them; neither of them spoke to the other again.
Others couldn't figure out what they were thinking, but they didn't intend to guess too much. Anyway, the results would be out in a day, and they could just watch the live replay.
The audience was also confused; it wasn't exactly a refusal, nor was it an agreement, as the two hadn't talked much.
"What do you mean? Will Mu Lingxi choose Han Jin? Why didn't Han Jin ask her? Does he already know the answer?"
"I really can't be bothered to chat with intellectuals. This is just too hard to understand. Did they choose it or not?"
"What exactly is Mu Lingxi's attitude towards Han Jin? I just can't figure it out. Am I too stupid?"
"I don't think it's because we're too stupid, but because Han Jin is too smart. He must have figured it out, but he just doesn't show it."
Han Jin, that smiling tiger, is the best at disguising himself, making him completely unfathomable.
Getting information from him is probably even more difficult than getting information from a spy.
After guessing for a while, no reliable information was found, so everyone stopped guessing.
The next few were Bai Mengmeng, Gao Yue, Qiu Lan, Lin Qing, until Qin Che took the stage.
“Mu Lingxi”.
When Mu Lingxi's name was called out again, everyone was no longer surprised, after all, she was the center of everyone's discussion.
Upon arriving at the broadcasting studio, Mu Lingxi sat down on the familiar small sofa, her face expressionless.
She came three times in a row and became familiar with the place, feeling as comfortable as if she were at home.
Qin Che enjoyed watching her, even when she had a stern face or did nothing at all; he found it fascinating.
Mu Lingxi couldn't stand the stares; she felt like a monkey being watched by everyone.
Especially since Qin Che didn't say a word and just kept staring at her, it made her feel even more awkward.
There was no other way; Mu Lingxi was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist hitting him, so she couldn't hold back and spoke first.
"You contacted me...you're the one who contacted me, you have something to say to me, right?"
Mu Lingxi's slightly questioning sentence cleverly expressed her doubts and questions.
Qin Che was taken aback by the question, but then a pleasant smile gradually appeared on his face, which made people feel relaxed.
"Haha, it has to be you again. I was the one who contacted you. I just wanted to spend more time alone with you."
The man wore a dark blue shirt, a dark tie, an expensive watch, and handmade leather shoes, all of which exuded his prestige.
However, Qin Che was dressed in a suit and tie, which was really different from his hip-hop style when they first met.
Qin Che truthfully expressed his feelings.
He only got this small opportunity at the very end of the show, so shouldn't he cherish it?
Unfortunately, Mu Lingxi didn't want to stay here and dawdle with him. To her, Qin Che had shown her kindness in her past life, and he was no different from others in this life.
She had thought about being with him, but when the public opinion was escalating that night, Qin Che didn't stand up for her and didn't say a word. That's when she realized the difference between her past life and this life.
To her, he was just a colleague she recorded a show with; he was neither an enemy nor a friend.
Therefore, Mu Lingxi really had nothing to hesitate about with him and just wanted to leave.
"Since there's nothing more to say, I'll head back."
"etc--"
Qin Che was getting anxious. He had wanted to take a few more glances at the girl and talk to her in the last few minutes, but he hadn't expected her to be so impatient.
"I have something to say, don't go."
"Uh...you go ahead."
Mu Lingxi was speechless. She sat back down, ready to listen to her colleague's remarks.
Qin Che gave a bitter smile. His composure from just moments before was nowhere to be seen; it was all just a facade he had put on.
"I just want to ask one question: if... if I sent you a text message expressing my feelings on our first date, or the first day, the second day... would you choose me?"
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