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

The sea breeze caressed the beach, and the waves gently washed over my ankles.

Song Yuqi's lips were soft and warm, carrying the cool scent of an island night when they touched me.

Jiang Che grabbed the back of her neck with his other hand, deepening the kiss.

Song Yuqi's breathing was a little erratic. She gripped the fabric in front of Jiang Che's chest with both hands, her toes were getting sore, and she was almost entirely leaning against Jiang Che's chest.

After a long while, Jiang Che finally let go of her.

Song Yuqi's cheeks burned, and she quickly buried her head in Jiang Che's chest, her voice muffled as she said, "It's all your fault, my lips are definitely swollen, how am I going to explain this to the camera tomorrow?"

Jiang Che looked down at her bright red ears and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Just say you were bitten by mosquitoes at the beach."

Song Yuqi raised her hand and pinched his waist: "There's no such thing as a mosquito that specifically bites the lips. Director Wu can see through that at a glance."

"If they see through us, they see through us; we're perfectly aboveboard."

Jiang Che took off his knitted cardigan and draped it over Song Yuqi, then took her slightly cool hand in his.

"Let's go, Manager Song, go back to your room and count your huge sum of money."

Song Yuqi grabbed his fingers and replied with a smile, "Okay, let's go back and count the money!"

The two walked back to the villa on the soft sand.

The living room was quiet. The door to Deng Chao and Chen He's room was ajar, and Chen He's loud snoring could be heard from inside.

Song Yuqi tiptoed back to the master bedroom, poured the banknotes from her crossbody bag onto the bed, and neatly stacked them one by one.

"Jiang Che, look, there are still 6,700 yuan left."

She lay on the bed, her two little feet dangling in the air.

"Director Wu has lost everything this time. Tomorrow is the finale, and he's definitely planning something big to mess with us."

Jiang Che handed her a glass of warm water: "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. His tricks won't come up with anything new."

Song Yuqi took a big gulp of water, shoved the glass back into Jiang Che's hand, and looked up at him: "Chef Jiang, after we finish recording tomorrow, are you really going to cook me a big meal when we get back to Beijing?"

Jiang Che sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to ruffle her bun.

"You can do it every day as long as you don't mind."

Song Yuqi stuffed the money back into her bag with satisfaction, then hugged her pillow and rolled around halfway: "Then I'm sticking with you."

The next morning at eight o'clock.

There were no alarms or piercing whistles.

For the first time ever, Wu Zheng had a fine Cantonese dim sum meal delivered to him.

Crystal shrimp dumplings, braised chicken feet in black bean sauce, and signature lava buns filled the table.

Chen He came downstairs with his hair a mess, and suspiciously circled the dining table three times: "Something's fishy, ​​definitely something's fishy. Has Old Wu changed his ways?"

Deng Chao held his chopsticks, hesitant to take a bite: "This is called a last meal before execution. After eating it, you might be sold to some deserted island."

Lu Han was hungry. She picked up a shrimp dumpling and took a bite: "Delicious. Never mind, I need to eat to have the energy to run."

Song Yuqi and Jiang Che walked down side by side, both wearing matching white couple short-sleeved shirts, dazzling everyone's eyes.

Chen He clutched his chest and backed away, saying, "It's so early in the morning, I haven't even had my morning tea yet, and I've already been stuffed with dog food."

Song Yuqi pulled out a chair and sat down casually, then picked up a custard bun for Jiang Che: "Brother He, eat your chicken feet, they won't shut you up."

Jiang Che placed the peeled shrimp into Song Yuqi's bowl and calmly looked towards the courtyard: "Director Wu has been waiting outside for a long time, let him in."

The courtyard gate was pushed open.

Today, Wu Zheng was dressed in a sharp black suit, holding a small golden wooden mallet in his hand, followed by four bodyguards in black carrying trays.

Chen He was so startled he almost dropped his chopsticks: "Old Wu, you've switched careers to become an auctioneer?"

Wu Zheng walked into the exhibition hall and slammed the mallet heavily on the folding table.

"Everyone, welcome to the final segment of the West Island side story of 'Five Dogs'—the Island Wish Auction!"

Deng Chao raised an eyebrow: "An auction? Auctioning what? Are you auctioning off your suit to us?"

Wu Zheng sneered and gestured to his bodyguard to lift the red cloth on the tray.

The first tray contained a glittering gold card.

"The first item up for auction is a VIP return trip voucher for a luxury yacht, which includes a top-notch French meal at sea, eliminating all the hassle of the return journey."

Chen He's eyes lit up instantly: "This is great! Yesterday's speedboat ride was so bumpy, my internal organs felt like they were going to shift!"

Song Yuqi immediately clutched her bag and turned to Jiang Che: "Should we buy it?"

Jiang Che took a sip of tea and slowly said, "I'm not buying. Taking the regular ferry is fine. I can enjoy the sea breeze. It's only twenty yuan a ticket."

Wu Zheng's facial muscles twitched slightly: "Jiang Che, this is a five-star French meal!"

Jiang Che looked up at him: "Is it as good as what I make?"

Song Yuqi immediately shook her head in agreement: "Of course not, Chef Jiang is the best in the world."

Chen He, standing anxiously to the side, scratched his head and pleaded, "If you won't buy, I will! Yuqi, lend me two thousand yuan, I'll pay you back when we get back to the mainland!"

Deng Chao grabbed Chen He: "Wake up! Old Wu just wants to get the six thousand yuan back out of our pockets!"

Wu Zheng gritted his teeth and slammed the gavel down: "Unsold! Let's look at the second item!"

The second red cloth was lifted, revealing an exquisite jewelry box containing a bracelet made of black pearls, a specialty of the island.

The design is simple and elegant, gleaming with a warm glow in the sunlight.

Song Yuqi's gaze fell on the bracelet, her eyes flickered for a moment, but she quickly looked away.

She looked down and flipped through her account book, muttering to herself, "Too expensive, not worth it..."

Wu Zheng keenly observed Song Yuqi's micro-expressions and immediately raised his gavel: "Island-limited edition black pearl bracelet, starting price three thousand yuan!"

Chen He and Deng Chao looked at each other, clearly uninterested in this thing.

Wu Zheng stared at Jiang Che: "Jiang Che, buy one for your girlfriend? This is a one-of-a-kind souvenir from Xidao Island."

Song Yuqi reached out and tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve, shaking her head: "Jiang Che, don't buy it, Old Wu is deliberately raising the price."

Jiang Che put down his teacup and looked at Wu Zheng: "Four thousand."

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Song Yuqi gasped and quickly covered Jiang Che's mouth: "Are you crazy! Four thousand yuan for a bracelet?"

Chen He's mouth dropped open: "Amazing! Master Ci really went all out!"

Deng Chao clapped and cheered from the sidelines, "This is the power of love! Old Wu, let's bang the gavel!"

Wu Zheng was also surprised by Jiang Che's decisiveness. He originally thought that it would take several more rounds of back and forth, but he did not expect Jiang Che to add a thousand directly.

"Four thousand once! Four thousand twice! Four thousand three times! Sold!"

The gavel came down hard.

The bodyguard handed over the jewelry box.

While reluctantly counting out four thousand yuan and handing it to the assistant director, Song Yuqi glared at Jiang Che resentfully, "You spendthrift! Four thousand yuan could buy so many delicious things."

Jiang Che took the jewelry box, opened it, and took out the black pearl bracelet.

He pulled Song Yuqi's slender wrist and carefully put the bracelet on.

The black pearls made her skin appear exceptionally fair.

"It looks good," Jiang Che said softly.

Song Yuqi looked down at the pearl on her wrist, her lips curving upwards involuntarily, but she still stubbornly insisted, "Hmph, I'll let it go this time, but don't waste money next time."

Lu Han shook her head with a smile, "Sister Yuqi, your smile is practically reaching your ears."

Deng Chao banged on the table: "Alright, alright, I admit defeat to this round of public displays of affection. Old Wu, what's the third item up for auction?"

Wu Zheng received four thousand yuan, and finally felt a little more confident.

He uncovered the third tray, on which lay two neatly folded wish cards.

"The third item up for auction is a privilege wish card."

Wu Zheng's expression turned serious.

"The person who has this card can make a reasonable request to the production team, including but not limited to a permanent spot in the next season, a solo stage, or the director team's unconditional cooperation in filming."

Chen Heteng jumped to his feet: "That's great! I'm going to send Old Wu to catch pigs in the mud!"

Deng Chao was also eager to get started: "I'm going to make Wu Zheng dress up as a woman and dance a girl group dance!"

Wu Zheng coughed and said, "The starting price is two thousand yuan!"

Song Yuqi glanced at the remaining 2,700 yuan in her bag, then turned to Deng Chao and Chen He: "Brother Chao, Brother He, we still have 2,700 yuan left in our budget, how about we split the cost and bid together?"

Chen He nodded repeatedly: "Film it! We must film it! This is our only chance for revenge!"

Song Yuqi raised her hand: "Two thousand seven hundred yuan! I'll bet it all!"

Wu Zheng was stunned: "Aren't you going to leave some money for your taxi fare back?"

Deng Chao patted his chest and declared, "Once we're on land, I, Deng Chao, can get a ride just by using my face! All in!"

The mallet struck again.

"make a deal!"

The five of them spent all their last savings in exchange for a wish card.

Chen He snatched the wish card, wrote "Wu Zheng wearing a grass skirt and dancing the grass skirt" on it, and stuck it directly on Wu Zheng's forehead.

Wu Zheng's face turned pale and then red, and he sighed helplessly, "You guys are ruthless."

The recording is nearing its end.

The yacht was moored at the dock, and the sea breeze ruffled the hems of everyone's clothes.

The camera was pointed at the five members of the Five Ha family for the last time.

Chen He put his arm around Deng Chao, Lu Han made a peace sign, and Jiang Che put his arm around Song Yuqi's shoulder. The two held hands in front of the camera.

The black pearl on Song Yuqi's wrist shimmered in the sunlight.

"Three, two, one, five huskies, a successful finale!"

With the sound of camera shutters clicking, this season's island-themed spin-off has officially come to an end.

As they stepped off the pier, Song Yuqi quietly whispered in Jiang Che's ear, "Jiang Che, where are we going for the next recording session?"

Jiang Che gripped her hand tightly and turned to look into her bright eyes.

"Go wherever you want to go."