Chapter 577 - Chapter 577: Be My Wife
Chapter 577: Be My Wife
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Even if Lu Roman and Zheng Yu looked sweet and loving, that was only an illusion that existed on the Internet.
The two of them had long lost interest in each other offline.
“I didn’t order any wine for you. Drinking at night is not good for your stomach,” Zheng Yu explained.
After all, they had lived together for seven years. The two of them were almost as familiar with each other as their families.
On the other hand, the netizens made some excuses for the strange aura between the two of them.
“Why do I feel that Ru Man and Zheng Yu are strange? I can’t explain it.”
“Perhaps they’re tired. After all, their own live-stream had just ended before they came to film the show.:
“How could it be tiring when they had already earned so much from their live-stream sales?”
“That also requires energy, and Ruman just wants to live a better life with him…”
The barrage of objections flashed past and was drowned by many fans, unable to cause any ripples.
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Live-streaming was a new way to earn money. In a sense, it was either giving benefits to the fans or treating them like chives.
Lu Ruman was actually the last batch. She used the fans she and Zheng Yu had accumulated over the years to make money through live-streams. She earned so much that others were envious.
Dinner was a small interlude.
The production team didn’t make things difficult for everyone here. The mini games were mainly about the small fights between couples.
After the meal, the couple with the most tacit understanding naturally belonged to Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen.
Lu Ruman had forgotten about her partner’s food allergy and suffered some points deduction. Ain had also remembered Mu Zhe’s preferences wrongly.
As for Zuo Qing and Yue Ziyu, it was as if the two of them couldn’t stand each other. They courted death and chose tastes that the other party hated. They could be said to be quarrelsome enemies, which made the comments section happy.
“The game will end here for tonight. In a while, we’ll invite the guests over to collect their room cards so that they can rest.” Director Yuan Qing informed everyone.
Huo Yichen naturally accepted this mission. “I’ll go get it later. Wait for me here.”
He didn’t forget to take off his windbreaker and put it on Murong Qiao.
The temperature at night inevitably dropped. If one was not careful, they would catch a cold.
Sensing that there was still some warmth left on his coat, Murong Qiao reached out and pulled it to prevent it from falling. Then, she couldn’t help but recall the time she swore that she wouldn’t catch a cold, but fell ill the very next day. She couldn’t help but cough softly to ease the embarrassment in her heart.
“Then I’ll—” Seeing Huo Yichen like this, Mu Zhe, who was standing beside him, immediately said that he wanted to go too.
In the end, Ain reached out and stopped him. “I’ll go. Wait here.”
She said very little and her words were simple. Before he could react, she took a step forward.
“…Oh,” Mu Zhe replied disappointedly.
This cold and hot combination couldn’t help but attract Murong Qiao’s attention.
Although they had not known each other for long, Murong Qiao could tell that Ain had a cold personality. Seeing Mu Zhe so enthusiastic, she immediately outlined their love in her mind.
“W-why are you looking at me?” Mu Zhe sensed that Murong Qiao was looking at him and immediately took a step back to distance himself.
Murong Qiao was amused by his quick action. “I just think you’re interesting.”
“Interesting…?” Mu Zhe was confused by this adjective for a moment.
He looked at himself. “But Ain always said I was boring.”
“Then she probably doesn’t mean what she says.” Murong Qiao chuckled.
Although she looked quite aloof, according to her observation, the way Ain looked at Mu Zhe was not disdainful.
Ain scratched his head in confusion. “I see…”
While the two of them were chatting, Huo Yichen walked back from the director’s side.
“Let’s go back and rest.” He walked to Murong Qiao’s side.
She had just come off a plane and filmed a show. Indeed, after eating dinner, Murong Qiao was a little sleepy. Therefore, she nodded in agreement and bade farewell to Mu Zhe.
The place the production team had booked for them to rest was a guesthouse hotel. It was also the best hotel in town. However, it would take about 20 minutes to walk there from the filming location.
Murong Qiao, who had just finished dinner, had no objections. She treated it as a walk to save herself from becoming fat.
Now, the sky had already darkened and gradually fell into the night. The sky that was stained by ink had also become mysterious.
Looking at the few stars above her head that occasionally lit up and flickered, Murong Qiao relaxed her body for once and slowly exhaled to relieve her fatigue in recent days.
“I haven’t been so relaxed in a long time,” she said softly.
At this moment, the recording of the show had ended. The evening rest was also considered private time. If there was no special segment, the camera naturally wouldn’t follow them.
Huo Yichen held Murong Qiao’s hand and didn’t forget to slow down. “Let’s come out more in the future.”
“The company won’t collapse without you. I hope to marry you and let you be a leisurely Madam Huo. That way, I won’t have to worry about you.”
He said what he was thinking, but he changed the topic at the end of his sentence. “It’s a pity that I can’t restrict the bird from flying high to pursue the blue sky it deserves.”
“Oh? You’re suddenly an artistic person?” Murong Qiao was amused by his words.
Her shoulders trembled from laughing and the windbreaker on her back couldn’t help but slide down. Fortunately, Huo Yichen was always paying attention, so he put it back on her immediately. He was afraid that it would fall again and even carried it for Murong Qiao to wear.
“Your clothes are so big.” Murong Qiao waved her empty sleeve.
She was clearly wearing a windbreaker that looked very fitting on Huo Yichen, but it was empty and lost its shape on her body. It looked especially broad.
After Murong Qiao finished speaking, she suddenly became interested. She jumped two steps forward and stood on the stairs by the roadside, looking down at Huo Yichen.
“I look a little like a child who stole an adult’s clothes,” she commented on her outfit.
Huo Yichen stood rooted to the ground and looked at her. The two of them happened to be walking in the park, and there was a warm yellow street lamp beside them.
From a bottom-up perspective, it had a completely different meaning.
Huo Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly and felt that there were spots on the warm yellow light. A few spots landed on Murong Qiao’s hair and face, like a beautiful and gentle filter, making her look even better.
Of course, she was the best-looking one to begin with, Huo Yichen thought to himself.
Murong Qiao originally wanted to say something, but her sense of smell picked up a fragrance first.
She twitched her nose and looked in the direction of the smell. She saw an old man setting up a stall by the roadside to sell sugar paintings.
“Ah Chen, let’s go over there and take a look.” Murong Qiao suddenly became interested.
She had heard of sugar paintings before, but thinking about it carefully, she really hadn’t tasted them before.
Huo Yichen nodded. “As you wish.”
“Boss, how much are the sugar paintings?” Murong Qiao walked over and asked.
The old man looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but he looked quite energetic. After hearing Murong Qiao’s question, he looked up at the two of them and gestured.
“20 yuan each.”
This was a dying art form that no one was willing to learn patiently nowadays. Thus, this price was not considered expensive.
“Can you draw him?” Murong Qiao pointed at Huo Yichen.
The old man glanced at Huo Yichen. “He’s too handsome.”
No matter how exquisite the sugar painting was, there was still a limit. The old man, who thought that his skills were good, didn’t dare to guarantee anything when he saw Huo Yichen..