A washed-up celebrity on a dating reality show starts by forcibly kissing a young lady from the Beij

The next morning, Yang Fan and Wu Yurong returned.

[Hey! The implant's fixed? Hopefully it won't shift again from strenuous exercise!]

[Look at her complexion, it's much rosier now, she doesn't look hungry at all! She must have eaten well at the hospital!]

Wu Yurong is walking with more energy than yesterday! The hospital food is pretty good.

What did we eat? Red wine with steak?!

Yang Fan walked to the villa's entrance, opened the door, stepped aside, and stretched out his hand.

"Please go first."

Wu Yurong, standing at the doorway, stepped aside and extended her hand. "You go first."

"Please go first."

"Please go first."

The two of them politely yielded to each other at the door three times.

[How come this couple, who almost came to blows yesterday, are so good together today? Did they change their minds while in the hospital?]

[Could this be a staged performance? This acting is so deliberate.]

[This is the kind of thing you only do when you're full! Yesterday, they were starving and rolling their eyes at each other! Today, they're full and making way for each other at the door! It seems like a good meal really does lift your spirits.]

[It's true, you shouldn't eat too much!]

Yang Fan entered the room, turned to look at Wu Yurong, and asked with concern, "Are you thirsty? Let me pour you a glass of water."

He walked to the workbench, picked up a clean cup, poured a glass of water, and handed it over with both hands.

Wu Yurong took it, but didn't drink it. She handed it back to him in the same gentle tone.

"I'm not thirsty, you drink first."

Yang Fan pushed it back: "No need, no need, you drink it."

Wu Yurong handed it back: "You suffered yesterday, so I'll take care of you today."

The two people were holding the same glass of water and were pushing it back and forth between them.

[Holy crap! What kind of script did these two get today?! This is terrifying! Please revert to yesterday's script! Can you guys be normal for once?!]

Are these the same two people from yesterday? Did they get possessed? Yesterday they were rolling their eyes so hard they were practically rolling the back of their heads, and today they're feeding each other water? I don't believe it.

What exactly happened in between? What kind of injections did the hospital give them?

"What's this?" Wu Yurong asked, pointing to the cookies on the counter.

"Did the production team prepare breakfast?" Yang Fan asked.

Director Wang said.

"To ensure today's mission can proceed smoothly, the production team has prepared breakfast for everyone."

Yang Fan opened the biscuit, took out one, and held it to Wu Yurong's mouth.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have something to eat first."

Wu Yurong took the cookie, took a bite, chewed, swallowed, and her expression was gentle.

"It's delicious. You should have some too."

She held the remaining half of the cookie to Yang Fan's mouth.

Yang Fan felt utterly disgusted.

You actually fed me the food you had eaten.

Do you have a pyloric screw?

If I catch a stomach disease from you, I'm doomed!

For the sake of his persona, he could only open his mouth, bite down, chew twice, and swallow, his expression equally gentle.

"Eat more, you've lost weight."

Wu Yurong rolled her eyes inwardly.

Yesterday you were saying my implant was crooked, and today you're saying I've lost weight?

You lost weight because you were starving all day? How dare you say that? It's disgusting.

But her face still held that gentle smile, and her voice still had that soft, sweet tone.

"You've lost weight! Look how sharp your chin is now."

Yang Fan was rolling his eyes inwardly.

Your chin is pointed? That's from being hungry.

He only took a small bite of the raw steak yesterday, and this half-eaten biscuit is what he's having for breakfast today.

But he still had that concerned expression on his face: "It's okay, you eat, I'm full."

Wu Yurong thought to herself: This is disgusting.

Yang Fan thought to himself: Who the hell cares about all that?

But that's the adult world; people will do anything disgusting for fame or money.

[Holy crap! My eyes! My eyes!]

My eyes are going to be blinded by the light!

[These two actors' performance today was better than in all their previous works! I suggest submitting this scene for an award! Even the organizers of a low-quality award would applaud it.]

I suddenly miss Yang Fan and Wu Yurong from yesterday, rolling their eyes at each other! That was the real them! Today, I suspect they're AI-generated faces.

Inside the log cabin.

Gu Yu woke up.

The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to touch his face. His skin was dry; he hadn't applied any skincare products or washed his face the night before.

He could feel that the moisture was evaporating from his skin several times faster than usual.

Su Xiaoxiao was on the control panel with a plastic basin in front of her, filled with cold water from the tap.

She scooped up water with her hands, splashed it on her face, rubbed it a couple of times, then scooped up water again and splashed it on her face before drying it with a towel.

Gu Yu looked at her.

"You're really simple."

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head and glanced at Gu Yu. Water droplets still clung to her face.

But she has fair skin and delicate features.

"We only have water right now, so let's make do with that."

Gu Yu shook his head.

"I haven't compromised on anything in my life, and my skin is very delicate!"

This is the first time I've seen a man describe his skin as "delicate"! Is he trying to become an older woman?!

[You say you don't compromise in life? Then what about spending the night on straw? Does that mean you don't compromise?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, if you can't handle this hardship, then go work in the shipping container! The prerequisite is that you can get a spot! If you can't, then shut up.]

[Gu Yu's skin is delicate? His face is like a Shar Pei's, how is it delicate?]

Gu Yu stood up.

He walked over to Su Xiaoxiao's side.

Pick up another basin.

I collected clean water.

He stretched out his hand and then pulled it back, finally gritting his teeth, scooped up some water, and splashed it on his face.

The water was so cold that he shrank his neck. He splashed some more water, rubbed his head a couple of times, and then dried himself with a towel.

He touched his face; the feeling of washing his face with water was like someone rubbing his face with sandpaper.

Is this what it means to live a life of not settling? It's a resounding slap in the face.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to compromise; he simply had no other choice! If he had, he would have gone to the container terminal long ago! But the container terminal belonged to Chen Feng, and he wasn't destined for that.

Oh dear! There will be more makeshift work to come!

Su Xiaoxiao took a bag of cookies.

"This is breakfast provided by the production team."

Gu Yu looked at the two bags of lemon-flavored sandwich cookies and felt utterly devastated.

This was a galaxy away from the breakfast he had imagined.

"This is breakfast? Who in their right mind would eat this for breakfast?"

[Fine, don't eat then! Go hungry if you don't want to eat! Are you trying to act like a big shot on this reality show? Who's going to tolerate your lousy behavior?!]

[What a disgusting guy! He's already being picky about having cookies, he should be grateful. Didn't he learn his lesson after being starving all day yesterday?]

What's wrong with lemon flavor? Did lemon flavor offend you? I think it's quite delicious.

Is it really necessary? It's just a bag of cookies.

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at him but didn't say anything.

She picked up her bag of cookies, tore open the packaging, took out a cookie, and took a bite.

The cookies were crispy, and the cream filling was sweet; in this little wooden cabin, it was practically edible.

Gu Yu's stomach growled.

After hesitating for a few seconds, I tore open the packaging, took out a cookie, and took a bite.

He frowned, chewed twice, and swallowed.

[Oh my! You're already eating? So spineless! I thought you were some tough guy who could just refuse to eat.]

[That's it? That's hilarious! Now they're saying "it's actually good"?]

[What a spineless coward! He gave in after just one meal of hunger! Wasn't he quite the backbone when he pretended to faint yesterday?]

Inside the container, Jiang Jingyan emerged from the restroom. Her hair was combed, her face was clean, and although she wasn't wearing makeup, she looked radiant. She saw Chen Feng chopping scallions.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Jingyan asked.

Chen Feng didn't look up and continued chopping scallions.

"Make scallion pancakes."

"The production team gave us cookies," she said.

"Let's keep that as a snack," he said. "Scallion pancakes are better."

Chen Feng swept the chopped scallions into a small dish, turned around and took out a piece of dough that had already rested from the basin, sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the cutting board, and began to roll out the dough.

His movements were steady; the dough slowly thinned and enlarged under the rolling pin, turning into a round pancake.

Jiang Jingyan leaned against the refrigerator, watching Chen Feng roll out the dough, brush on the oil, sprinkle on the scallions, roll it up, and then roll it flat again. The whole process was smooth and effortless.

"Yesterday's flour came in handy," Chen Feng said.

Place the rolled-out scallion pancakes into the preheated frying pan.

With a sizzle, the oil exploded at the bottom of the pot, and the aroma of scallions instantly filled the entire container.

Wow! Chen Feng is so good at this! Making scallion pancakes for the young lady this morning, what an amazing couple!

He has abs, can swim, can dive, can cook, and is good-looking. Please give me a man like that!

[Jiang Jingyan must have saved the galaxy in her past life to meet such a wonderful man like Chen Feng in this one.]

While others are munching on biscuits, they're eating freshly made scallion pancakes. That's the difference.

Three groups of people's breakfasts, three different lives.

Chen Feng flipped the scallion pancake over, and the other side was already golden brown with slight bubbles on the surface. The aroma of scallions mixed with the fragrance of oil wafted out of the pan.

He picked up a plate, cut out the cooked scallion pancakes, placed them on the plate, and then picked up the pan to prepare to cook the second one.

Jiang Jingyan walked to the dining table and sat down. Looking at the golden scallion pancake on the plate, she picked up her chopsticks and took a piece.

The crust is crispy, the inside is soft and chewy, and the scallions and salt are just right—not too salty, not too bland, not too oily, and not greasy.

She took a bite and ate it slowly.