The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

In the living room of the Heartbeat House, everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Mo's fingers.

Those five fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles, and under the dazzling crystal chandelier in the living room, they even exuded a touch of nonchalant laziness.

Lin Chacha's eyes lit up instantly, a surge of barely suppressed elation flashing across them.

But she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, forcing out an innocent yet somewhat adoring expression, and exclaimed in exaggerated surprise.

"Wow! Brother Lin Mo, is it 500,000?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "five hundred thousand," making her voice clear enough to carry outside.

"Brother Lin Mo is so amazing! He has 500,000 yuan in savings at such a young age. That's incredibly impressive for an ordinary person!"

Lin Chacha's every word was praise, but every word sounded like a slap in the face to Lin Mo.

In this dating reality show circle where everyone is either rich or powerful, what is 500,000?

Zhao Kuo casually opens a bottle of Romanée-Conti, or Lin Chacha buys a limited edition Hermès bag as part of a purchase, and the cost is more than that.

In the eyes of these capitalists, a savings of 500,000 is nothing but a complete joke of the lower class!

Zhao Kuo had already picked up his glass of red wine, tactically took a sip, and the mocking smile on his lips almost stretched to his ears.

He had even prepared his next line, intending to humiliate Lin Mo, this poor, country bumpkin, from every angle.

however.

Lin Mo, sitting in the corner, didn't even raise an eyebrow.

Like a retired old man sunbathing at the entrance of an alley, he slowly adjusted his unladylike "Ge You slouch" sitting posture.

Then, he picked up the old, chipped tea mug in his hand and blew on the ginger shreds floating on top.

"Slurp—"

He took a sip of the cola disguised as a health tea with great satisfaction.

You're overthinking it.

Lin Mo put down his teacup, raised his eyelids and glanced at Lin Chacha, his tone as indifferent as if he were asking how much a pound of cabbage cost at a market.

"Not 500,000 in savings."

He paused, and in the deathly silence, casually uttered the second half of the sentence:

"It's five million in debt. I still have outstanding debts."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The air in the entire living room seemed to be instantly sucked out and solidified into cold cement.

Only the faint "whooshing" sound of the air conditioner vents remained.

A full five seconds passed.

"puff--!"

Zhao Kuo spat out the mouthful of red wine, spilling it all over his flashy burgundy velvet pajamas, but he didn't bother to wipe it off.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Kuo laughed so hard, as if he had heard the funniest joke of the century, that tears were almost streaming down his face.

"Negative...negative five million?! Hahahaha!"

He pointed at Lin Mo, his fingers trembling, "Lin Mo, what heinous thing have you done? Did you go to Macau to gamble heavily, or did you go bankrupt speculating on worthless cryptocurrencies?"

"With your penniless appearance, how did you manage to rack up a five million debt? You're going to pay it back!"

Lin Chacha quickly cooperated in the act.

She stared wide-eyed in feigned terror, patting her chest as if she were a frightened little rabbit.

"My God! Five million in debt? This...this is terrifying!"

"Brother Lin Mo, how much pressure are you under right now? Even if an ordinary person worked their whole life without eating or drinking, they still couldn't pay off this much money!"

"No wonder you always look so listless on the show, it turns out you're having trouble sleeping because of your creditors..."

Every word she uttered was out of concern, yet every word was piercing to the heart.

They were practically pointing their fingers at Lin Mo and calling him a complete waste of space and a deadbeat.

At this moment, the barrage of comments in the live stream erupted like a volcano, densely covering the entire screen.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Five million in negative debt?! Did I hear that right?!]

Damn, I thought he was just a poor guy at most, but I didn't expect him to be in debt!

[This is so tragic! Combining the previous revelations, he was definitely scammed by that unscrupulous ex-girlfriend and forced into signing one of those exorbitantly priced slave contracts with penalty clauses!]

Five million! This guy's life is completely ruined. No wonder he always looks like he's seen through the illusions of the world and wants to go home.

No, I feel suffocated for him! Why is he still so calmly drinking ginger tea?!

[His mental fortitude is incredible! He remains unfazed even when faced with a collapsing mountain; is this the ultimate form of resignation after being brutally beaten down by society?]

Lin Mo remained completely unmoved by Zhao Kuo's maniacal laughter and Lin Chacha's sarcastic remarks.

He was even a little sleepy.

When will this lousy show ever finish filming? He just wants to be eliminated as soon as possible, so he can legally pack his bags and leave.

As for the five million in breach of contract penalty?

As long as he performs badly enough and is voted out by the audience, it's considered a normal elimination due to force majeure, clearly stated in the contract terms, and he won't have to pay a single penny.

This is like an ant mocking an elephant for not having antennae; the elephant will only find it noisy and won't bother with it at all.

Lin Mo sighed deeply and turned his head away listlessly.

His gaze fell on Jiang Ruoyun, who was sitting on the sofa next to him.

This young lady, who is rumored to be a legendary figure, aloof and world-weary, is currently sitting cross-legged on her two fair and slender legs.

She was holding a huge bag of cucumber-flavored potato chips, munching away like a little hamster guarding its food.

Everyone else was shocked by the astronomical sum of five million.

She didn't even furrow her beautiful brows.

Five million?

Isn't that the price of two limited-edition haute couture bags that she casually picked up from her walk-in closet?

Or rather, it was just some pocket money that her father, Jiang Jianguo, had lost playing golf.

Is this amount of money really worth making such a fuss about?

If Lin Mo hadn't given her a stern warning beforehand, absolutely forbidding her from using the family's money to sabotage his "elimination plan," she would have already had the housekeeper settle this messy debt.

Noticing Lin Mo's gaze, Jiang Ruoyun stopped chewing.

She puffed out her cheeks, which were stuffed with potato chips, and blinked her wet, almond-shaped eyes.

"What's wrong?"

She mumbled something indistinctly, revealing a charming naiveté that was completely opposite to her cool and aloof appearance.

Then, she very naturally handed the bag of potato chips in her hand to Lin Mo: "Do you want some too? There are only a few left, I'm almost reluctant to eat them."

Seeing her carefree and possessive little face, Lin Mo's initially irritated mood was inexplicably soothed.

He didn't take the potato chips, but couldn't help chuckle softly.

Lin Mo turned his head back to look at Lin Chacha and Zhao Kuo, who were still trying to suppress their laughter.

He rested his chin on one hand, casually tapping his knuckles on his knee twice, his chin slightly raised, his tone carrying an extremely smug and relaxed air.

"We have a lot of foreign debt."

"However, I'm not worried."

Lin Chacha's fake smile froze for a moment, and she subconsciously asked, "Huh? You're not worried about owing five million? Why?"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a self-righteous smile.

He gave a thumbs up and pointed to Jiang Ruoyun, who was still crunching potato chips next to him.

"Because I have a long-term meal ticket."

boom!

These words were like a bombshell dropped into a cesspool, leaving everyone stunned and speechless!

The air in the living room seemed to freeze for the second time.

Zhao Kuo stared wide-eyed at Lin Mo as if he were looking at an alien, forgetting to put down his wine glass.

Lin Chacha was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground, and her carefully drawn eyeliner looked somewhat comical due to her extreme shock.

In this circle, even the poorest man will desperately try to protect his pitiful self-esteem.

Who would dare to so brazenly and shamelessly say "I want to live off a woman" in front of tens of millions of viewers during a live broadcast?!

And they ate it so confidently! Without any remorse whatsoever!

But what truly devastated the entire audience was Jiang Ruoyun's reaction.

This usually aloof and cold heiress, who was indifferent to everyone, was shocked by Lin Mo's utterly undignified declaration of being a kept man...

Not only did they not show the slightest disgust or embarrassment, but they also did not show the slightest sign of disdain or shame.

Instead, his eyes suddenly lit up!

Jiang Ruoyun threw the bag of potato chips in her hand away, not even bothering to brush off the crumbs.

She straightened her slender back, and a radiant smile bloomed on her exquisite face.

Then, she stretched out her fair and delicate hand and, like a loyal female gang leader, patted her slightly heaving chest heavily.

"Um!"

She nodded vigorously, her voice crisp and clear, exuding an undeniable air of dominance and pride.

"You can eat your fill!"

Seemingly feeling that these two words were not enough to express her determination, Jiang Ruoyun immediately added another sentence.

"As long as you cook for me every day, I'll support you for the rest of my life!"

"You can use my card however you like, buy whatever you want!"

Click.

This was the sound of Lin Chacha and Zhao Kuo's mental defenses crumbling.

At this point, the live stream room had completely descended into a state of frenzied anarchy.

The bullet screen system froze for a full three seconds due to the massive influx of data!

Then, a barrage of colorful bullet comments swept across the screen like a tsunami.

【Aa ...

Holy crap! This plot twist is killing me! I thought it was a public execution, but it turned out to be a public display of affection?!

[Jiang Ruoyun's "I'll feed you all you want" was such a doting way of saying it! Her eyes were practically practically drooling over you!]

[Incredible! Lin Mo's way of living off a woman is absolutely unique and unparalleled! Unprecedented and likely to remain so!]

What's most infuriating is that the young lady is happy to do it! Look at her smug little expression, as if raising Lin Mo is the greatest blessing she's ever received!

[Sobbing, it turns out the ultimate romance in the world isn't "I'll buy you a bag," but rather "As long as you cook, I'll take care of you!"]

[Zhao Kuo and the scheming woman turned green! Hahaha, they tried to humiliate someone, but ended up getting force-fed a mouthful of government funds!]

Looking at Jiang Ruoyun's confident and determined expression, as if she was afraid he would change his mind and run away, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with a tenderness that even he himself did not notice.

He reached out and naturally ruffled Jiang Ruoyun's fluffy head.

"Okay, it's a deal. Remember to reimburse me for the meat I buy at the market tomorrow."

"Okay, okay!" Jiang Ruoyun smiled so hard her eyes curved into crescents, as obedient as a cat being stroked.

Seeing the two of them acting so oblivious to everyone else, radiating the saccharine scent of romance, Lin Chacha was so jealous she wanted to grind her teeth to dust.

She meticulously planned the "Feast at Hongmen," a trap she thought would completely ruin Lin Mo's reputation!

And the result?!

Lin Mo not only didn't die, but instead took this opportunity to push the popularity of their CP to an unprecedented climax!

What drives her crazy is that this extremely "undignified" act of living off a woman is actually considered sweet by viewers all over the internet!

Why should I?!

Zhao Kuo, standing next to him, was so angry that he could hardly breathe.

He went to great lengths, dressing up in gold and silver, trying to show off his wealth to Jiang Ruoyun, but she didn't even glance at him.

And what about Lin Mo?

A penniless good-for-nothing burdened with five million in debt, just because he can cook a few lousy meals, can make a high-class young lady willingly pay him off?!

"Bang!"

Zhao Kuo slammed his wine glass heavily on the table, making a dull thud, forcefully shattering the nauseating pink bubble.

"Alright! Round one is over!"

Zhao Kuo gritted his teeth, his face so dark it seemed to drip water, and his eyes flashed with a vicious light like a venomous snake.

He suddenly stood up and grabbed the empty bottle of expensive red wine in the center of the table.

"Since we're here to play Truth or Dare, drawing cards is too easy to cheat, and it's too slow. Let's try something more exciting!"

Zhao Kuo didn't give anyone a chance to refute him and simply placed the wine bottle horizontally on the smooth marble coffee table.

"Spin the bottle! Whoever the bottom of the bottle points to is the questioner; whoever the top of the bottle points to must answer truthfully, without ambiguity!"

Lin Chacha immediately understood and clapped her hands, coquettishly agreeing, "Great! Great! Young Master Zhao's idea sounds much more exciting!"

Jiang Ruoyun frowned slightly, about to speak up to stop this obviously malicious alteration of the rules, when she felt her clothes being gently tugged.

She turned her head and met Lin Mo's calm and composed eyes.

Lin Mo remained lazily sprawled on the sofa, shaking his head slightly at Jiang Ruoyun, his expression as if he were watching two mischievous children fighting over a slide in kindergarten.

"Okay, go ahead and turn it around," Lin Mo said calmly.

"You said it yourself!"

A look of wild joy flashed in Zhao Kuo's eyes, and he suddenly exerted force on his wrist.

"Buzz—"

The heavy glass bottle spun rapidly on the marble tabletop.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the spinning bottle.

The chat in the live stream paused briefly as millions of eyes were glued to the screen.

A few seconds later, the bottle's rotation gradually slowed down. With a soft "click," the bottle came to a steady stop.

In the end, the bottom of the bottle was precisely aligned with Zhao Kuo.

The narrow bottle opening, like a malicious pointer of fate, stopped precisely in front of Lin Mo!

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

"Haha, it seems even God wanted me to ask this question."

Zhao Kuo leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on his knees, staring intently at Lin Mo like a jackal that had finally caught its prey and was about to feast.

His luck today is simply divine!

Finally, he got absolute right to ask questions!

This time, he was determined to completely expose Lin Mo's facade in front of Jiang Ruoyun!

"Lin Mo, actually, everyone has always been quite curious about this."

Zhao Kuo deliberately dragged out his words, a smirk of undisguised mockery and lewdness curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Your ex-girlfriend, Su Qing, was a real beauty. Why did you two break up?"

The moment this question was asked, the entire living room of the Heartbeat House fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Chacha covered her mouth and chuckled, looking on with amusement.

Jiang Ruoyun's eyes instantly turned cold, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

Inquiring about someone else's ex is extremely rude and cross-boundary behavior in any social setting, let alone in a dating reality show that is being broadcast live!

But it's not over yet.

Zhao Kuo looked Lin Mo up and down, his gaze lingering for a couple of seconds on Lin Mo's faded T-shirt and flip-flops, his tone filled with condescending disdain.

"Is it because you're too poor to give her the life she wants?"

At this point, Zhao Kuo paused, his eyes becoming even more vicious, and his voice was broadcast across the entire internet through the microphone.

"Or is it... because you're simply 'inadequate' and can't satisfy her?"