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

That female international student's shout was more effective than the loudspeaker for square dancing.

Hundreds of eyes swept over in an instant.

Song Yuqi felt a chill run down her spine. She forcefully pulled her hand away and turned to run away.

If she gets recognized, she can imagine the trending headlines both domestically and internationally tomorrow—

"A top girl group member and producer were caught holding hands in the street late at night."

Sister Ping could fly over overnight and chop her up!

She had just taken half a step back when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Jiang Che simply pulled her around and casually pulled the hoodie over her head, covering her completely.

"run."

Jiang Che spoke in a low voice, pulling her along as they squeezed in the opposite direction of the crowd.

"Hey! It really is Song Yuqi! And that's Jiang Che next to her!"

The female international student held up her DSLR camera and kept pressing the shutter button.

The flashbulbs kept going off.

The hundreds of people were thrown into chaos, and many chased after the attackers while holding up their phones.

"Jiang Che, are you crazy!"

He dragged Song Yuqi along as they ran, the evening wind choking her and making her cough.

"Instead of running away now, are you going to stay there and hold a fan meeting for them?"

Jiang Che was tall with long legs, and he took very long strides.

In order to keep up with the pace, Song Yuqi could only run in a stumbling manner.

After dancing on stage for so long, my legs feel so heavy I can't lift them.

The two crossed two zebra crossings and turned into a dark alley next to a 24-hour convenience store.

The alley was very narrow, with several cardboard boxes piled up on both sides, and the streetlights couldn't shine in at all.

Jiang Che stopped and pulled her into the shadows.

He took half a step forward, his broad back blocking the view outside.

A jumble of footsteps swept past outside the alley, accompanied by several voices speaking Korean and Chinese.

"Where is he? He was just up ahead a moment ago."

"They can't have gone far. Let's check that intersection up ahead!"

The sounds outside gradually faded into the distance.

Song Yuqi leaned against the brick wall, her chest heaving violently as she gasped for breath.

Why are you running so fast! I can't breathe!

She lowered her voice and slapped Jiang Che on the back.

Jiang Che didn't move, letting her take pictures.

He turned around and looked at her in the dim light filtering in from the alleyway.

"Your arm-swinging motion is quite crisp."

"How dare you say that! If you hadn't insisted on pulling...leading, would anyone have noticed?!"

Song Yuqi was furious and embarrassed; the heat on her face hadn't subsided yet.

"How can you blame me?"

Jiang Che leaned against the opposite wall, his arms crossed over his chest.

"You struck first. This is called playing with fire and getting burned, Miss Song."

Song Yuqi was speechless.

It was indeed she who touched his hand first.

But who knew that this man wouldn't play by the rules at all, and directly clamped her hands shut!

The alley was so narrow that the tips of their shoes almost touched.

The clean minty scent emanating from Jiang Che was extremely invasive in this cramped space.

Song Yuqi felt a tightness in her chest.

She turned her face away and reached out to push Jiang Che's shoulder.

"Move aside, it's so hot!"

Before his hand could even touch his shoulder, Jiang Che intercepted it mid-air.

His fingers brushed against her wrist, the temperature of his palm was frighteningly hot.

"Song Yuqi".

Jiang Che lowered his voice, which was slightly hoarse from running.

"what."

She replied irritably, but her hand didn't break free.

"Now it's just the two of us."

Jiang Che leaned forward slightly.

"Shall we make up for what you were expecting earlier?"

Song Yuqi swallowed hard, stubbornly refusing to admit it.

"What are you looking forward to? I don't know what you're talking about. I'm going back to the hotel; Sister Ping must be frantic with worry because she can't find me."

Jiang Che smiled and didn't expose her lame excuse.

He released her hand and stood up straight.

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel."

The two emerged from the alley one after the other, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the hotel.

Inside the train carriage, Song Yuqi had just breathed a sigh of relief when her phone in her pocket started vibrating incessantly.

The vibrations were relentless, like a death knell.

She took out her phone, and the WeChat group chat "Five Hahs Love Each Other" already had 99+ members.

Upon opening it, the latest message was a screenshot posted by Lu Han.

The screenshot is from a post on a Korean website, accompanied by an extremely blurry photo.

The silhouettes of the two running hand in hand under the streetlights are instantly recognizable to anyone who knows them.

Lu Han: [@Jiang Che and @Song Yuqi, are you two going to take a marathon or experience a battle royale in Seoul in the middle of the night?]

Chen He followed closely behind: "Judging by the tightness of those hands, it doesn't look like they're running away, it looks like they're eloping! Boss Jiang, you're something else!"

Deng Chao: [No wonder Old Chen said something was off between you two at dinner. Where's Yuqi? That girl is usually the most talkative, why is she so quiet today? Come out and walk around!]

Wang Mian: [Brother Chao, stop tagging him, he's probably too busy to check his phone right now.]

Below this was a neat string of mischievous grinning emojis.

Song Yuqi looked at the screen, her face starting to burn again.

Those old foxes really love to stir up trouble!

Her fingers flew across the screen, preparing to type a retort.

[Don't talk nonsense! That was because they encountered a crazed fan, and they were grabbing each other's hands to run away! It's not what you think at all!]

I just finished typing the words, but haven't clicked send yet.

A hand reached out from the side and turned her phone screen black.

Jiang Che leaned back in his chair and turned to look at her.

"If you go back now, they'll just think you're guilty."

"We can't just stay silent!"

Song Yuqi was so anxious that she stared wide-eyed.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Che spoke casually, not taking it seriously at all.

"I'm the producer, and you're the singer. It's late at night, and the producer is discussing a new song with the singer—what problems are there?"

"Do we need to hold hands and run down the street to discuss a new song?"

Song Yuqi wanted nothing more than to bite him.

"That's called experiencing a new song, so you can immerse yourself in it when you sing it."

Jiang Che made up a story with a straight face.

Song Yuqi rolled her eyes, completely ignoring him.

That man's words are deceitful; she can't win an argument with him no matter what she says.

It was already 2:30 a.m. when I got back to the hotel.

The two had just stepped out of the elevator.

Wu Zheng was standing at the end of the corridor, holding a notebook, gesturing and exchanging words with Lee Jae-ha from the South Korean side.

Jiang Che and Song Yuqi walked over side by side.

Wu Zheng's eyes lit up as he stared at the two men, sizing them up.

"Oh my, the two main characters have finally decided to come back?"

Wu Zheng closed the notebook, a sly smile on his face.

Upon seeing his expression, Song Yuqi immediately went on the alarm.

"Director Wu, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you standing here like a doorman?"

"I can't sleep. There's one trending topic after another online. I'm busy revising the script for tomorrow's recording."

Wu Zheng waved the notebook in his hand at the two of them.

Lee Jae-ha chimed in with broken Chinese.

"Tomorrow's game is going to be very, very interesting!"

Jiang Che didn't even glance at them, and swiped his room card to open his own room.

"You can change it however you want tomorrow; I can afford the penalty for breach of contract. Goodnight."

The door slammed shut.

Song Yuqi chuckled twice and quickly slipped back to her room.

"Director Wu, get some rest. See you tomorrow!"

The next morning at 10:00 AM, at the small square below Seoul Tower.

The film crews from both China and South Korea surrounded the venue completely.

The members of the Five Ha and the girls from (G)I-DLE all changed into casual clothes.

The atmosphere today is a bit strange.

The way Lu Han and the others looked at Jiang Che and Song Yuqi clearly revealed their gossip.

Meanwhile, on (G)I-DLE's side, Miyeon and Shuhua stared at the two with envy.

Wu Zheng, holding a megaphone, stood at the front with a ruddy complexion.

"Today is the last day of the collaboration between Five Ha and GI-DLE. Director Lee Jae-ha and I discussed it and arranged a farewell mission for everyone."