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

Song Yuqi's hot breath blew against Jiang Che's ear.

Jiang Che rubbed the fabric between his fingers.

He didn't back away, but instead leaned forward as she pulled on his collar.

He grabbed Song Yuqi's hand that was touching his neck with his right hand.

With his other hand, he wrapped it around her shoulder, placed his palm against the red brick wall, and pinned her firmly between the wall and his chest.

All Song Yuqi could see was a black windbreaker fabric, and the air was filled with his aggressive minty scent.

"Playing this big?" Jiang Che lowered his head, his lips almost brushing against her earlobe.

This is a case of the guest taking the lead.

The sound made Song Yuqi's mind go blank, and her arrogant demeanor vanished instantly.

She tried to pull her hand back, but Jiang Che held it tightly.

His thumb pressed lightly on her wrist, firmly resting on her pulse.

"Beep—beep beep beep beep!"

The device on Song Yuqi's wrist went completely mad, its red light flashing like a police siren.

Song Yuqi's heart rate: 136

"Cut!" Wu Zheng, holding a megaphone, grinned from ear to ear. "Song Yuqi's heart rate is out of control! Challenge a complete failure!"

Jiang Che released his grip, took a half step back, and straightened his collar, which she had pulled askew.

He glanced down at his bracelet, which was steadily at 102.

"You flatter me." He looked at Song Yuqi, whose face was as red as a boiled crayfish, and his tone was as irritating as could be.

Song Yuqi was so angry that she stomped on his shoe, and this time she stepped on it hard.

"Jiang Che, you son of a bitch!" she cursed, then covered her face and squatted down on the ground. "Don't you know that if you lose, you have to bungee jump together?"

The five members of the husky gang, who were watching the show from the sidelines, were already laughing hysterically.

Chen He laughed so hard he slapped his thigh: "No way, no way! Yuqi, you're just feeding the enemy! You went in and did a bunch of amazing things, but your score is only 130!"

Deng Chao walked over with his hands in his pockets, clicking his tongue twice: "Old Chen, what do you know? This is called killing a hundred enemies while losing a thousand of your own. I admire Ci Ye's composure."

Lu Han held up a water bottle as a microphone and shoved it in front of Jiang Che: "Boss Jiang, let's do an interview. What were you thinking when you were being pressured back just now?"

Jiang Che brushed his water bottle aside, not even giving him a proper look: "How high is the bungee jumping platform?"

Several girl group members chattered nearby. Shuhua, holding Meiyan's hand, exclaimed in broken Chinese, "Yuqi, you're so brave!"

Song Yuqi squatted on the ground, wishing she could bury her head in the cracks between the bricks.

Brave my ass! All she feels right now is embarrassment!

"Alright, alright, I'll accept the consequences of my bet."

Wu Zheng walked over and tapped the script in his hand. "The losing team, proceed to the Nanshan Tower bungee jumping site immediately."

"The rest of you keep checking in; the team with the shortest time gets a big meal tonight."

As soon as Song Yuqi heard the words "bungee jumping," her legs started spinning.

She stood up, trying to negotiate with Wu Zheng: "Director Wu, how about we discuss this? Can I deduct my appearance fee? I'm fine with skipping dinner!"

"No way," Wu Zheng refused bluntly. "The rules of the show are ironclad. Besides, are you really willing to let Jiang Che dance alone?"

Song Yuqi immediately turned to look at Jiang Che: "I'm willing! I'm so willing!"

Jiang Che sneered, walked over, grabbed the back of her hoodie collar, and dragged her towards the bungee jumping platform like a chick.

"Too late. I'll take someone down with me if I have to.

The group moved to a new location in a grand procession.

The bungee jumping spot at Seoul Tower is built on the edge of a cliff, where the wind is extremely strong, howling and blowing into people's collars.

Standing under the platform, Song Yuqi looked up and her face turned pale.

That's way too high!

The coach came over with a safety harness and gestured for the two to turn around in Korean.

"For tandem bungee jumping, you need to be strapped in face to face. Please hold on tight to each other." The accompanying translator dutifully conveyed this message.

Song Yuqi clung tightly to the railing beside her, refusing to let go.

"Can I abstain? Jiang Che, go ahead and jump! I'll cheer you on from here! I'll play 'Good Luck' for you through the megaphone!"

Jiang Che walked over and pried her fingers apart one by one.

"Stop talking nonsense and come over here to put on your gear."

Although his tone was fierce, his actions did not involve much brute force.

He half-dragged and half-carried Song Yuqi to the coach.

The coach quickly and skillfully put the complicated safety ropes on them.

Because it was a double jump facing each other, the two people's bodies were tightly bound together with several thick straps.

Perfectly fitted.

Song Yuqi's face was pressed directly against Jiang Che's chest, making it difficult for her to even turn her head.

She could clearly hear the steady, powerful heartbeat in his chest.

Boom, boom, boom.

Is this man really not afraid at all?

"Hold me tight." Jiang Che looked down at her, his voice coming from above her head.

"I dare not..." Song Yuqi's voice trembled, her hand weakly gripping the side of his clothes.

Jiang Che simply reached out, grabbed her two arms, and forcibly wrapped them around his waist.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "If you're scared, close your eyes and hold on tight to me."

Song Yuqi gritted her teeth and hugged his waist tightly.

She thought to herself that if she fell and died today, she would bother him every day on her way to the underworld.

The five members below started to make a fuss.

Chen He shouted through a megaphone, "Ci Ye! Yu Qi! If you're scared, shout 'Wu Zheng is a bastard!' three times now, and we'll consider coming to rescue you!"

Deng Chao shouted, "Yuqi, don't be afraid! Show that fierceness you have when you dance! Bite him!"

Lu Han and Xiao Juan stood together, frantically recording with their phones: "I have to save this video; I'll use it as a wedding gift later!"

The machine slowly lifted them up and pushed them toward the edge of the platform.

The moment her feet were suspended in mid-air, Song Yuqi screamed and buried her face in Jiang Che's arms, tears welling up in her eyes.

The wind picked up.

Jiang Che put one arm around her waist and the other hand on the back of her head, protecting her in his arms.

"Song Yuqi." Jiang Che called her name in the wind.

"What are you doing!" Song Yuqi shouted with her eyes closed, her voice already trembling with tears.

"Weren't you pretty arrogant when you touched my neck just now?" Jiang Che laughed. "Now you're chickening out?"

"You bastard! You're still making me angry at a time like this!" Song Yuqi was so angry that she wanted to bite him, but her face was being held down by him, and she couldn't lift it at all.

"Ready—" the coach called out from behind, drawing out the countdown.

"three!"

Song Yuqi gripped Jiang Che's clothes tightly with her knuckles.

"two!"

Jiang Che tightened his grip on her arm, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"one!"