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

Jiang Che took the black envelope and tore it open.

Chen He and Deng Chao braved the river wind and craned their necks to get closer.

Lu Han even rested her head on Jiang Che's shoulder.

Song Yuqi stood two steps away from them, fanning her face with both hands, trying to cool down the heat she had generated from falling on Jiang Che.

"The final battle for treasure in Jiangcheng: an immersive treasure hunt on the Zhiyin cruise ship."

Jiang Che took out the card and read out the words on it.

"As the first team to clear the level, the Red Team will have priority in choosing characters and costumes. Other teams will choose in order of arrival."

Wu Zheng raised the megaphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, the Zhiyin cruise ship is about to depart."

"Tonight, all of you will have to change into costumes from the Republican era and blend in with the extras."

"Whoever finds the 'Heart of Wuhan' hidden on the ship first will be the winner tonight."

What are the benefits of winning?

Deng Chao had been hungry all morning and had absolutely no interest in these empty titles.

"The winning team will stay in Wuhan's highest-standard presidential suite tonight."

Wu Zheng smiled and pointed to the bus parked on the shore.

"The last one pitched his own tent under the river bridge."

Upon hearing this, a chorus of groans erupted from the crowd.

Bai Lu tidied her wind-blown hair and glanced at the task card in Jiang Che's hand.

She missed the bodysuit segment and is now tied to the red team, pondering how to steal the spotlight during the upcoming costume change segment.

Upon arriving at the dressing room of the Zhiyin cruise ship, rows of clothing from the Republican era were hanging on racks.

Cheongsams, Western-style dresses, long gowns, and Western suits—they have it all.

Because the red team had priority, Jiang Che, Song Yuqi, and Bai Lu went in first.

Bai Lu immediately took a liking to a white lace dress with layers upon layers of rhinestones, which sparkled under the lights.

She took it off and held it up in front of her, then turned to Jiang Che: "Teacher Jiang, do you think this outfit looks good? It suits me well, doesn't it?"

Jiang Che didn't even turn his head.

His gaze swept across the men's clothing section, and he casually pulled off a black three-piece suit with a dark pattern and a white shirt, draping them over his arm.

"That's great, like the match sellers in Shanghai."

As soon as Chen He walked in and heard this, he burst out laughing and quickly covered his mouth, hiding behind the photographer.

Bai Lu's smile froze on her face.

She fiddled with the lace trim of her dress, swallowing her anger.

She was seething with anger, so she took the clothes to the dressing room.

Song Yuqi stood in the cheongsam section, browsing back and forth, her fingers finally stopping on a wine-red velvet cheongsam.

She usually wears a windbreaker and a big T-shirt in Wuhali, rolling around on the ground like a tomboy.

Looking at this well-tailored cheongsam with its high slit, I couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Does this outfit... look out of place on me?"

Song Yuqi held the cheongsam up to her chest and then turned to ask Jiang Che.

Jiang Che was tying his tie when he heard this and turned his head to look over.

The wine-red velvet was of excellent quality, making her already fair skin even more striking.

"Try it on."

Jiang Che withdrew his gaze and slowly buttoned up his suit vest.

"How will you know it's off if you don't try?"

Five minutes later.

The curtain in the changing room was pulled open.

Lu Han was the first to come out.

Dressed in a gray long gown and wearing round-framed glasses, he looked every bit the progressive young man.

Deng Chao put on a loose-fitting mandarin jacket, looking like a down-on-his-luck landlord.

Then, Song Yuqi came out of the women's changing room.

The once noisy changing room became quiet.

The burgundy velvet cheongsam clung to her body, highlighting her slender waist.

The skirt has high slits on both sides, and as you walk, your two straight and slender legs are faintly visible.

Her hair, which she usually tied up casually, was styled into retro waves.

With that delicate face and slightly husky voice, the contrast is immediately striking.

The live stream chat paused for two seconds, then flooded with comments like a waterfall.

Holy crap! Is this really our Yuqi, the little brother who's always covered in dirt and rolling around in the mud?!

[Who the hell is this femme fatale who ran away from a warlord's house?! She's so beautiful!]

[I can't take it anymore! My back and legs are killing me! If I were a man, I couldn't handle this!]

Jiang Che was adjusting his cufflinks in front of the mirror when he heard a noise and turned around.

He stopped what he was doing.

His gaze lingered on Song Yuqi for half a second before quickly returning to her face.

His black three-piece suit fit him perfectly today, highlighting his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

Coupled with his angular face, he exudes a refined yet roguish aura.

The two stared at each other from a distance of three or four meters.

Song Yuqi felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and all the confidence she usually had when she was on friendly terms with these men disappeared.

She tugged at the hem of her cheongsam with both hands, and said somewhat hesitantly, "What's wrong? Does it look strange? I told you I don't suit wearing this..."

"Don't move."

Jiang Che interrupted her.

He strode forward, step by step, until he stood before her.

The oppressive feeling of the man approached with the clean, woody scent emanating from him.

Song Yuqi held her breath and watched as Jiang Che raised his hand.

His long, slender fingers reached over her shoulder and carefully fastened the undone button on the collar of her cheongsam.

My fingers brushed against the skin of her neck, causing a slight itch.

"It looks pretty good."

Jiang Che took a half step back, looking at her face. "It's just that your legs are spread a little too high. Stay close to me and don't wander off."

Song Yuqi's ears were visibly bright red.

This man, if you're going to compliment someone, why do you have to get physical?

And you're using that tone of voice to lecture a child!

"Who wants to follow you around?"

Song Yuqi retorted stubbornly, then turned around and pretended to look in the mirror, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her face.

Bai Lu also changed her clothes and came out at this time.

The elaborate lace dress looked beautiful on her.

However, standing next to Song Yuqi in her burgundy cheongsam, her originally eye-catching look was overshadowed and lost some of its presence.

She watched Jiang Che and Song Yuqi standing together.

The man is noble and aloof, the woman is cold and beautiful.

They were a perfect match, almost blindingly so.

Bai Lu was indignant, but forced a smile and walked to Jiang Che's side, lifting her skirt: "Teacher Jiang, where should we look for clues now?"

Jiang Che didn't look at her, but instead gestured with his chin to Song Yuqi: "Let's go to the third-floor first-class cabin."

The Zhiyin is a replica of a Republic of China-era cruise ship.

The cabin was dimly lit, with a phonograph playing a soft, whirring tune.

Everywhere you look there are extras dressed in retro costumes, recreating the various scenes of the docks back then.

The three members of the red team arrived on the third floor.

The corridor in the first-class cabin was narrow, with carved wooden doors on both sides.

"The mission card says that the clues are hidden in a specific cabin, and we need to find the doorplate with a special mark."

Song Yuqi held the card and examined it carefully by the dim light of the wall lamp.

The three of them checked each door one by one.

Bai Lu was in a hurry to get in the spotlight, pushing open door after door and interrupting the NPCs' performances several times, which drew the attention of the extras.

Song Yuqi stopped in front of a door and pointed to a tiny sign on the door that read "Crossing the River on a Reed".

"Here! Jiang Che is here!"