Romance Variety Show: The aloof and beautiful fourth female lead is always coveted.

This was the first time they had seen Bai Nianchu in a swimsuit.

She wore a light blue halter-neck swimsuit dress, the fabric of which shimmered with a delicate silver sheen, a beautiful silver-stamped material that seemed to incorporate a sky full of starlight.

She was already fair-skinned and radiant, and now, wearing this, she looked like a mermaid emerging from the deep sea, every inch of her skin shimmering with an alluring glow.

What's even more eye-catching is...

The thin choker left shallow indentations on her fair shoulders.

Below are blush-inducing contrasts—

Her figure was exquisite and shapely, with a full and graceful curve in her chest, like the undulating peaks on a snow-covered plain.

Yet, she exudes a cold aura.

The combination of coolness and fullness creates a breathtaking beauty that leaves one with no room for distraction.

This contradictory charm draws people back again and again, regardless of gender.

"She's so beautiful, is she a model?"

"Wow, you have such a great figure..."

"There are cameras? Could it be a celebrity filming a movie?"

Bai Nianchu is not only surrounded by onlookers in real life, but also attracts a large number of netizens to her live streams due to her beauty and figure.

The live stream room is almost overwhelmed with traffic.

The bullet comments scrolled extremely fast, completely covering the screen.

[So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful!! Is this the wife I was destined for?!]

[Such a white dress, wait, such huge bra straps...]

[I'm quite possessive, so please don't keep taking pictures of my wife, okay?]

[This is the first time I've truly felt how beautiful the fourth female guest is (Ｔ▽Ｔ). Usually, when they're all in the small house with a bunch of handsome men and beautiful women, I thought the production team had given her a special beauty filter, which is why she looked better than the other guests. But now, seeing her alongside ordinary people, so fair-skinned, with such a small face and such delicate features… I realize there really is a barrier between ordinary people and stunning beauties; they're not even on the same level!]

It felt like a person standing with a god.

The connection between humans and gods... is absurd.

Tell me, isn't that right?

Look at the expressions on the second and fourth male leads' faces! They're practically begging for it! Their eyes are practically gleaming.

Are they just staring? I'm afraid they're drooling.

Lin Zhao still held onto a strange sense of reserve and did not immediately step forward.

Ling Yan wasn't as pretentious as him; he strode over quickly with his long legs.

The gloom that usually lingered in his eyes was now somewhat softened.

Bai Nianchu raised her eyebrows slightly, signaling him to speak.

"It looks good," Ling Yan said obediently.

The usually taciturn and brooding man was like a pet dog that had been stroked in front of Bai Nianchu, his tone revealing undisguised gentleness, and he always looked down at her when he spoke.

Even the trembling eyelashes were soft.

Lin Zhao lagged behind him by one step and walked up to Bai Nianchu.

"read……"

He frowned, and considering the cameras and others around him, swallowed back the name that almost slipped out of his throat.

"Bai Nianchu," Lin Zhao said, "looks beautiful today."

"Towel." Ling Yan stepped forward, completely blocking Lin Zhao's view.

He opened his palm and said to Bai Nianchu, "I'll help you carry it."

Wow, is the battleground starting so soon?

We must compete fiercely! We must compete fiercely!

Lin Zhao: "..."

He's just talking, why does he have to interrupt? Does he really think he can't understand what I mean?

Ling Yan was already annoying enough, but there were other people coming over to chat her up.

"Hi, are you single?"

"Sister, you're so beautiful! Could I have your contact information?"

The group of boys who gathered around were clearly college students on vacation, their faces beaming with youthful and shy smiles.

They were good-looking and very outgoing. They started by spouting "Zi tsk tsk" all at once, their throats practically burning with embarrassment.

Lin Zhao's face darkened instantly.

"It's inconvenient for her."

The words that came out of Lin Zhao's mouth were like they had jumped out of a freezer, each word carrying a chilling aura, coldly piercing through.

As for Ling Yan, the gloomy look in his eyes when he looked at people was a form of rejection in itself.

A few male college students had courage, but not many, and were immediately intimidated by the beautiful woman's two bodyguards.

"Sorry to bother you... Have a great date."

After saying that, they blushed and pushed each other away.

He kept turning back to look at Bai Nianchu, his eyes filled with deep reluctance.

"Let's go," Lin Zhao said, pursing her lips.

More and more people gathered around him, not just those few male college students, but also several mature men who seemed eager to make a move.

This is really troublesome, Lin Zhao thought.

Protecting Bai Nianchu from these unwanted suitors is much more troublesome than working at the company.

Hahaha, these random guys are hilarious!

[Male: I just wanted a pretty girl's WeChat, what did I do wrong? TvT]

It's alright, little brother. Not only can you not get it, but we can't get it either.

Is Lin Zhao jealous? Her face looks so green... no, not green, but so dark.

[He gets jealous even of strangers; is he a reincarnation of the King of Jealousy?]

[It suddenly occurred to me—the fourth male lead is also younger, isn't he? He's a year younger than the fourth female lead.]

[May the New Year bring you joy and fragrance; call me "sister" during the day, and "sister" will call me "sister" at night.]

[Upstairs, you're such a brat (laughs while rubbing forehead)]

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The hot spring area is very large, and they just wandered around and found a quiet, secluded private hot spring.

There was a strange tacit understanding between Ling Yan and Bai Nianchu: they didn't need much verbal communication; a glance, or even a subtle expression, was enough for them to understand what the other wanted to do.

Just like now—Bai Nianchu paused for a moment, her eyes scanning the pool water.

Ling Yan walked straight to the edge of the pool, bent down, and dipped his fingers into the water to test the temperature.

"It's not very hot," he said in a low voice.

After testing the water temperature, Ling Yan was the first to go into the water.

After stopping at the hot spring pool, he stretched out his arm to Bai Nianchu, "Be careful."

Bai Nianchu nodded and handed over her hand.

Lin Zhao noticed her interaction with Ling Yan and frowned slightly.

When did those two become so close?

It's as if he's in his own little corner, and his presence has become a disturbance.

Lin Zhao instinctively felt displeasure and irritation, yet she couldn't find a reason to stop it.

Even if he were to intervene, by what identity and from what position?

Childhood sweethearts with a very good relationship?

But as they grew up, their relationship gradually became distant.

And it was because of his unilateral refusal.

He rejected his childhood sweetheart's advances, pursuit, and favoritism.

Despite being in the same hot spring pool, Bai Nianchu's indifference and disregard still made Lin Zhao feel an undeniable sense of distance.

Even if the physical distance is not far, our hearts feel like they are separated by a river.

After all three entered the water, their positions formed a subtle triangular shape:

Bai Nianchu sat on the central bathing stone, Ling Yan sat to her left, and Lin Zhao sat diagonally opposite her.

The water temperature was neither too hot nor too cold; it was just the right amount of comfortable.

But neither man was in the mood to enjoy themselves; a subtle tension hung in the air.