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Wen Shumu was sitting in a spot where he could see out the window just by looking up.

At that moment, a four-wheeled RV was parked outside the window.

Wen Shumu had only ever ridden in a hovercar since he was a child; he had only ever seen this kind of wheeled RV on the StarNet.

A young man, about twenty-five years old and wearing black-rimmed glasses, got out of the RV.

It was PD Miz from Wen Shumu.

Miz knocked on the door, and when he saw that it was Marshal Ling who opened it, he froze and straightened his back involuntarily.

"Greetings, Marshal! Excuse me for disturbing you and Young Master Wen, but we need to conduct a solo interview now." Miz turned to the side and pointed to the RV behind him with his thumb. "It will be done in the RV, it won't take much time."

Wen Shumu also came over and asked, "Who should go first?"

Ling Suyu glanced at Wen Shumu's pajamas spread out on the bed and said gently, "You go first."

This way, Xiaomu can take a bath and rest earlier.

Wen Shumu nodded and followed Miz out.

He imagined the RV would be cramped and have a simple interior, but when he boarded the RV that the production team had brought, he was almost blinded by its brilliance.

Everywhere you look, there's pure gold, the kind of gold that the super-rich love. The space is spacious, and the sofas made of eco-friendly fur are soft and comfortable. They look very expensive.

Behind one of the narrower sofas, on the wall, was a jarring pink sticker depicting a planet surrounded by hearts.

Wen Shumu recognized the design; it was the logo for the TV series "Love's Star Journey".

Miz gestured for him to sit on the sofa.

Ke Mo came over and greeted him. Perhaps because it was evening, he had also taken off his elegant suit and put on a knitted cardigan, making him look even more gentle and refined.

He doesn't seem like a director of an entertainment variety show at all; he's more like a research institute worker or a teacher educating students.

Wen Shumu had a good impression of the science professor and said, "You're working so late, science professor, you must be tired."

Ke Mo laughed: "You're the first guest to care about how hard the director works, thank you."

The production team conducted the interviews in order of residence, so Wen Shumu and his group were the last group.

He glanced down at the cue cards in his hand: "They'll ask you some questions, they're very simple, just relax and answer them."

Several cameras in different positions were pointed at Wen Shumu, and the red dots on them indicated that a live broadcast was in progress.

Wen Shumu's facial features immediately tightened, and he became alert and ready for action.

Typically, during interviews, most programs use a post-production editing process to prevent guests from saying anything inappropriate that could cause trouble for themselves or the program.

"Love's Star Journey" is really bold, daring to conduct live interviews.

Ke Mo asked, "What are you most looking forward to about this trip?"

Wen Shumu lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obscuring the light in them.

Ke Mo waited quietly for him to think.

Only after observing Wen Shumu up close did one realize that he was indeed very gentle and polite, but this side of him also represented aloofness and restraint. It seemed that only when he was by the Marshal's side could he radiate his light and show his vibrant side.

Wen Shumu answered very seriously: "Being able to travel with him is what I look forward to the most."

It goes without saying who "he" refers to here.

Nothing else matters, it doesn't matter where we go, as long as I can be with Ling Suyu.

[Help! Young Master Wen seems to really love—]

If this is genuine, then I'm totally shipping him! If it's just acting, I can only suggest he enter the entertainment industry; he should be able to win a Best Actor award within two years.

[This answer is so sweet! Look what Ludwig said, he actually said he's most looking forward to Chuzhao's character breaking down.]

Ke Mo seemed to be touched by the sweetness as well, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He then asked, "Please give your evaluation of the other party."

When answering this question, Wen Shumu opened his mouth, and just as he uttered the word "brother," he suddenly remembered the emperor's instructions to show affection, and... the address guide in the book "Love for the Emperor Star: The Cold Brother Falls in Love with Me."

Wen Shumu's eyes flickered, and she forced herself to say, "...My husband is very capable."

Finally uttering the name he had been holding back for so long, Wen Shumu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "He is knowledgeable and will tell me a lot of new things. He is also very organized in his work, and traveling with him will be very worry-free."

【Ahhhhh, my husband!!!】

[Calling him "brother" in front of the marshal, but "husband" behind his back. So "brother" is definitely the term of endearment used in private?]

I'm sorry, I really misunderstood what I meant by "amazing" at first; my thoughts were impure.

[I understand, but the Marshal looks very capable; I'm a little worried about whether Mumu's small frame can handle it.]

To be honest, I want to see Mumu call the Marshal "husband."

Some people are so hungry they won't be picky about anything; they'll even eat something with such obvious artificial sweeteners.

[How pitiful! Is she being so nosy because her own ship isn't getting any content? If you don't like it, you can leave.]

[So sweet! So sweet! So sweet! I'm here in Yumu Tongxin's wedding car!]

[You CP fans have already come up with a name for your pairing! You're all so fast!!!]

Komo asked a few more questions, and then the interview ended.

Just as Wen Shumu was about to get up, Miz walked over carrying a box and handed it to Wen Shumu.

He took it and weighed it in his hand. The box was very light. He opened it and looked inside. Sure enough, it was empty.

"This box is very important; it will accompany you all the way to the last planet," Komo said. "This is a gift chest. During the rest of your journey, please put the gifts you have prepared for each other inside."

Komo smiled and said, "Be careful not to let the Marshal find out what gift you want to give him. When we reach the last planet, please personally deliver the treasure chest to the Marshal."

After hearing the director's words, Wen Shumu immediately felt that the box in his arms had become sacred, and his expression became much more serious.

Are there any restrictions on the number of gifts?

"There's no limit to the number, as long as the boxes can hold it," Ke Mo replied.

Miz took the box back: "Young Master Wen, it's inconvenient for you to carry it. Please keep the box here for now. Just let me know in advance if you need to put gifts in it."

Wen Shumu thanked him softly and left the RV.

Ke Mo watched him enter the room, took a sip of coffee, and turned his gaze to Ying Xingfei, who was quietly facing the virtual screen beside him: "Is the video ready?"

He started arranging work for Young Master Ying.

Ying Xingfei raised his hand and tapped the virtual screen in front of him a few times, and a video projection appeared in the air.

After playing it once, Ke Mo said with satisfaction, "We can go and invite the marshal now."

*

When Ling Suyu entered, the RV became much quieter, and even Ke Mo's smile became more cautious.

If you ignore Ling Suyu's imposing presence, his face is like a masterpiece sculpted by a renowned artist, incomparably handsome. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, and one button at the collar is undone, giving him a rather casual and unrestrained demeanor.

However, the problem is that no one can ignore his chilling aura. Just being stared at by those icy eyes can make one feel extremely oppressed, and his expression without a trace of a smile adds to his coldness.

Such a person is like an insurmountable mountain, inspiring awe in others while also making them wonder what kind of person he would gently bow down to.

Ke Mo subconsciously took two steps back, creating some distance. After Ling Suyu sat down, he began to ask questions step by step, in the same order as Wen Shumu, first asking the marshal what he was most looking forward to.

Upon hearing this question, a fair and handsome face suddenly appeared in Ling Suyu's mind, with a few strands of his flaxen brown curly hair sticking up uncontrollably.

Does he have expectations for the little one?

What are you expecting Wen Shumu to do?

After a long pause, Ling Suyu finally spoke: "I hope Xiaomu has a great time on her trip."

This was indeed what he was looking forward to, but it seemed there were others who were looking forward to it as well.

Ling Suyu suddenly thought of those six words—

Wen Shumu liked him.

For the first time, the marshal felt a sense of curiosity about this emotion.

What do people usually do when they like someone?

The scenes from the romantic drama Allison showed him flashed through his mind like pages of a rapidly turning book, answering his question.

Hugs, kisses, caresses...

Would Xiaomu... do these things to him too?

Ke Mo keenly noticed that the marshal's face seemed to have flushed slightly more than before.