I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

"Flirting with someone else? You're all just looking for trouble!"

Song Yuqi buried her face in the sofa cushions, her ears burning red.

These mischievous friends actually let her flirt with Jiang Che.

In the past, she might have dared to try it.

If you try to flirt with him now, he might just tear you apart.

The recording in South Korea concluded completely the following morning.

The group packed their luggage and headed straight for Seoul International Airport.

The van had just come to a stop at the terminal when the scene outside left the five men dumbfounded.

It was packed with people, three layers deep.

All the cameras, long lenses and short lenses, were pointed at the car door.

Fans holding up signs supporting Song Yuqi and Jiang Che occupied most of the square.

"Did they attract all the young people in Seoul?" Chen He looked out the car window and shook his head repeatedly.

Deng Chao patted Jiang Che on the shoulder: "Master Ci, this is going to be tough. The whole internet is waiting for you two to give an explanation."

Jiang Che didn't respond.

He put on his baseball cap and turned to look at Song Yuqi sitting in the back row.

She was wearing a large white sweatshirt today, huddled in her seat, looking at the long lenses and cameras outside, clearly a little intimidated.

"Stay close to me." Jiang Che said these three words, then pushed open the car door and stepped out.

The moment he appeared, the screams outside nearly shattered the glass of the terminal building.

As soon as Song Yuqi peeked out, Jiang Che raised his right hand and steadily blocked her head.

With his other hand, he naturally grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him.

Security guards were desperately clearing a path, but there were just too many fans, and the crowd kept pushing forward.

"Jiang Che! Song Yuqi! Are you two together or not?!" A loud Korean girl shouted hoarsely in broken Chinese.

That shout made the whole place erupt in cheers.

"Give me a straight answer!!"

"They kissed on the bungee jumping platform yesterday, aren't they going to make it public yet?!"

Song Yuqi hid behind Jiang Che, her wrist tightly gripped by his large hand.

The surrounding clamor came in waves, all demanding an answer.

She lowered her head, her breathing becoming erratic.

Saying they're together? Absolutely not.

You say you're not together? How do you explain that slap in the face from dozens of meters in the air yesterday?

She had absolutely no idea how to respond.

Jiang Che walked ahead, his steps steady. He didn't look at the cameras around him, nor did he speak.

The hand holding her wrist never allowed the crowded people around to touch even a corner of her clothes.

Chen He and Deng Chao stood guard on either side of him.

Lu Han held her passport up to her face and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Everyone, make way! Watch your step, be careful!"

After a chaotic journey, everyone finally squeezed into the VIP waiting room.

Song Yuqi slumped onto the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

That last sprint was more tiring than running ten kilometers.

Jiang Che walked to the side.

He glanced at her and sat down on the single sofa opposite her.

"Promising."

Song Yuqi grabbed the water bottle and took two big gulps, swallowing back all the words she had wanted to say to him.

Two hours later, the flight landed smoothly at a domestic airport.

I thought it would be quieter back home, but as soon as I stepped out of the terminal, the noise in the arrival hall was even more exaggerated than in Seoul.

The style of domestic fans has completely changed.

They don't even ask whether you're together or not.

After that live broadcast from the bungee jumping platform, the fans in China had already unilaterally decided to ship this couple, so asking about it now is completely unnecessary.

At the very front, a large fan held up an enormous red banner with several large, gold-plated characters that were so bright they hurt the eyes.

[The wedding gift money is ready, when will Jiang Ye and Yu Qi start their domestic tour?!]

"Tour! Tour! Tour!" The thousands of people in the arrival hall chanted the slogan in unison, their rhythm perfectly synchronized.

As soon as Song Yuqi stepped out, she was so startled by the deafening noise that she took a half step back and bumped her back into Jiang Che.

Jiang Che placed one hand on her shoulder and glanced down at her: "Don't you look ahead when you walk?"

Song Yuqi pointed at the red banner, her tongue almost tied in knots: "Are these people crazy?"

The five of them were all amused.

Wang Mian laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight: "Yuqi, the public's voice is too loud."

Look at this banner! We've already prepared the wedding gift money for you all. If you and Lyricist don't hold a couple of concerts, it would be a disservice to this celebration.

"Shut your mouth!" Song Yuqi turned and glared at him.

Wu Zheng walked at the very back, watching the scene with his eyes darting around.

Airport security deployed a small team to separate the group of fans who were urging for the performance and to put everyone into the bus parked outside.

The bus started moving, leaving the noise of the airport behind.

Inside the carriage, everyone was slumped in their seats.

This trip to South Korea was so physically demanding that even the usually energetic Deng Chao had to lean back in his chair and close his eyes to rest.

Song Yuqi sat by the window, wearing headphones, her head nodding off.

Jiang Che sat down next to her, watching as her head was about to hit the glass window, and raised his hand to place a cushion next to her face.

Wu Zheng didn't sit still. He took his tablet, walked to the front of the carriage, and clapped his hands.

"Wake up, everyone, let's get down to business."

Chen He opened his eyes, looking disgusted: "Old Wu, what trouble are you causing now? We're back in the country, can't you let us have some peace and quiet?"

Wu Zheng cleared his throat, a sly smile on his face: "You all saw what happened in the arrival hall just now. The buzz was unprecedented!"

"We still need to prepare for the recording of our fifth episode, so there will be a gap in between. I made an emergency phone call to several sponsors in China."

He paused for a moment, his gaze fixed on Jiang Che and Song Yuqi.

"We plan to strike while the iron is hot and hold a pilot concert for the 'Five Ha' in China during this gap period."

There was a two-second silence in the bus.

Immediately afterward, Lu Han was the first to sit up straight: "Old Wu, are you serious? This is a huge project."

"Of course it's true! The stage, lighting, venue—the sponsors have covered everything!" Wu Zheng patted his chest to assure them, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "What do you all think?"

Chen He stroked his chin: "I'm fine with it. I'll go up and shout a few lines, and maybe even get a good meal while I'm at it."

Deng Chao nodded: "Okay, let's treat it as a get-together."

Everyone's opinions were surprisingly unanimous, and in the end, all eyes on the bus were focused on the last row.

Wu Zheng rubbed his hands together, walked to the aisle next to Jiang Che's row, and spoke in an extremely obsequious tone.

"Ci Ye, Yu Qi... what do you two say...?"

These two are the absolute secret to high viewership and box office success when it comes to organizing concerts.

If Jiang Che doesn't agree, this whole thing won't even get off the ground.

Song Yuqi was woken up by Wu Zheng's loud voice. She rubbed her eyes groggily and asked, "What concert?"

She's been working non-stop these past few days.

Between recording, dealing with extreme tension, and even bungee jumping, my whole body is sore.

Jiang Che glanced at her sideways.

Her face was deathly pale, and her eyelids drooped, making her look like she could fall asleep at any moment.

He turned his gaze back to Wu Zheng, whose face was full of anticipation.

"No way," Jiang Che said, without beating around the bush.

Wu Zheng's smile froze on his face. "No way, Mr. Jiang, this is a sure-fire way to make money! The hype will absolutely explode, and the investors are offering a very attractive return..."

Jiang Che's voice was low as his gaze swept across her tired face.

"I've been exhausted lately."

Jiang Che turned his head, stared at Wu Zheng, and slammed his words on the table.

"Get some rest."

The bus fell silent instantly.

Chen He lost his grip on the mineral water bottle, and it fell onto the floor mat with a thud.

Deng Chao swallowed back the joke that was about to slip out, and turned to exchange a glance with Lu Han.

Song Yuqi remained seated, her mind now fully clear.

Wu Zheng stared with his mouth agape, his hand holding the tablet frozen in mid-air, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over and Wu Zheng was about to slink back to his seat,

Song Yuqi, who had been silent all along, suddenly reached out and tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve.

"Jiang Che...I want to go."