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

Six o'clock in the morning.

"Rumble, rumble—"

The deafening roar of the helicopter rotors brutally shattered the tranquility above the Heartbeat House, and completely crushed the dream of a certain player who was giving up on his career to return home.

A strong wind blew up a corner of the red carpet that the production team had laid out in the courtyard overnight.

A particularly stylish private helicopter, exuding an aura of domineering CEO, landed steadily on the island's forecourt.

The cabin door slowly opened, and a long leg wearing bespoke trousers stepped out first.

Immediately afterwards, a man wearing sunglasses and with thick hair wax came down.

The star guest of this week's "Champion Rewards Week" is none other than Zhou Yuxuan, Asia's top creative king with 80 million fans.

"Ahhh! Brother Yuxuan! It really is you!"

Lin Chacha, who got up early in the morning and spent two whole hours putting on a full face of makeup, was so excited that she jumped up and down on the spot, and even her fake voice split.

Zhao Kuo, like a fly that has smelled meat, greeted him with a beaming smile.

"King Jay Chou, I've long admired your name! It's an honor to have you here! Your presence elevates our program to a whole new level!"

While frantically flattering him, Zhao Kuo was secretly plotting how to use this top celebrity's popularity to ruthlessly crush Lin Mo, who had made him lose face.

Zhou Yuxuan took off his sunglasses in an extremely flamboyant manner and flicked his perfectly still bangs at the camera.

Hello everyone, I hope this wonderful holiday will bring you perfect music and love.

He flashed his signature smile, one he'd practiced countless times in front of the mirror, perfectly framing his jawline.

At this moment, Zhou Yuxuan's die-hard fans flooded into the live stream like a zombie apocalypse, spamming the chat.

[Ahhh! My brother is so handsome! He looks absolutely stunning in that suit!]

[A top star has arrived! This is true aristocratic elegance; all the other male guests can just quit the competition!]

[Finally, I don't have to watch that country bumpkin Lin Mo anymore, all he can do is cook! Brother Yuxuan, use your talent to crush him!]

However, this lively and bustling "pink bubble" atmosphere seemed out of place in a secluded corner of the villa.

In Building C, in that dilapidated storage room closest to the kitchen, which Lin Mo had transformed into a dry landscape garden.

Lin Mo was lying sprawled out on his handcrafted mortise and tenon bamboo bed, sleeping like a peaceful corpse.

He even dreamed that he had already bought a hard-seat ticket on a green-skinned train back to his hometown in Jiangnan.

Suddenly, a piercing loudspeaker blared directly at his window.

"Lin Mo! Wake up! Our guest stars have arrived! All guests must assemble in the lobby immediately to greet them!"

Fearing that this "living ancestor," whose popularity was unmatched across the entire internet, might actually have fallen into a deep sleep, the production team sent two assistant directors to frantically bang gongs outside the window.

Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

Those iconic dead fish eyes, devoid of any worldly desire for fame or fortune, were now filled with terrifying red blood vessels.

"I'll welcome him like a king..."

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, angrily grabbing a handful of his messy hair.

He exuded a terrifying morning grumpiness that seemed to say, "If murder wasn't illegal, the entire production team would have been wiped out."

He was still despairing over the "champion reward card" worth 100 million last night.

Now he has to go out early in the morning to greet some damn top celebrity?

Lin Mo sneered and casually pulled a large white T-shirt from the bedside table. The shirt was wrinkled at the collar and looked a bit stale.

For her lower body, she wore a pair of shapeless gray shorts with legs so wide they could let the wind through.

He was wearing those plastic flip-flops that made a "clattering" sound when he walked.

"Since you insist on waking me up, don't blame me for being disgusting to you."

Lin Mo was calculating: as long as he acted sloppy and uncouth enough, this arrogant top star would definitely look down on him.

As long as the top influencer makes a move, he can naturally break ties with the production team, thus achieving the ultimate goal of being boycotted by the entire internet and naturally eliminated!

I don't have to pay five million, and I can go home and harvest wheat. It's perfect!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo didn't even wash his face, and with his hair all messy, he floated half-dead towards the luxurious lobby of Building A.

The atmosphere in the hall was extremely delicate at this moment.

Jiang Ruoyun had already been woken up.

She wore a very relaxed French-style silk slip dress, with a thin cashmere cardigan casually draped over it.

Even though she was without makeup, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, like a thorny snow lotus.

But those beautiful peach blossom eyes were now filled with indifference and impatience.

She crossed her arms and sat alone on the far edge of the sofa, coldly watching Zhou Yuxuan being fawned over by Lin Chacha and Zhao Kuo.

Zhou Yuxuan had noticed this daughter of the top tycoon in Beijing's elite circle long ago.

His main purpose in participating in the program today is to win over Jiang Ruoyun, thereby achieving a complete leap in social class.

He thought he had put together an impeccable, affectionate gaze, and, holding a cup of hand-drip coffee, gracefully walked towards Jiang Ruoyun.

"Ruoyun, did you sleep well last night? The sea breeze is a bit chilly this morning, so please keep warm."

Zhou Yuxuan's voice was deep and magnetic, the kind of bass that's specifically used to charm little girls.

Jiang Ruoyun didn't even lift her eyelids, her gaze fixed on the kitchen, and coldly uttered a single word: "Oh."

Her mind was filled with the soul-stirring lard noodles from last night, her stomach was empty, and looking at Zhou Yuxuan was like looking at a piece of cold, plastic steak.

Zhou Yuxuan's perfect smile froze slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Just as he was preparing to continue his "CEO quotes" offensive.

"Pat-pat, pat, pat..."

A series of casual, even somewhat dragging footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Everyone's eyes, including the millions of eyes in the live stream, instinctively turned towards it.

Lin Mo let out a huge yawn, with tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes, and slowly walked into the hall.

"Sounds like a funeral so early in the morning? Can't a person get some sleep?"

His voice was hoarse, conveying an extremely pure sense of world-weariness, as if he had been forcibly dragged into working overtime.

Upon hearing that familiar voice of complaint, Jiang Ruoyun's cold and aloof expression softened instantly, like an iceberg melting and spring flowers blooming.

She turned her head, about to ask Lin Mo to come and sit down next to her.

But the next second, her gaze inadvertently swept over Lin Mo's lower body, and she froze on the spot as if struck by lightning!

early morning.

A vigorous and energetic 24-year-old young man.

Add to that the high-calorie carbohydrate bombardment from last night's bowl of premium pork lard noodles, and the nerve excitation caused by extreme lack of sleep.

Lin Mo's shapeless gray shorts were currently acting very unhelpfully, yet extremely arrogantly...

It erected an exaggerated arc that could not be ignored and sparked endless imagination!

This is an irresistible physiological phenomenon, the "morning reaction" that all healthy men are said to experience.

But the key point is that Lin Mo was so sleepy that his soul left his body and his brain was still in a dormant state that he didn't even realize it!

With that "arrogant arc" on his head, hands in his pockets, he swaggered in front of the live broadcast cameras of tens of millions of viewers!

"Whoosh—"

Jiang Ruoyun's face turned red all the way from her slender swan neck to her ears, making her look like a boiled shrimp.

Although she is a cold and aloof young lady who never lifts a finger, she is also an adult and understands basic biology!

Even more fatally, the director's wicked high-definition camera was about to give Lin Mo a full-body close-up!

"No filming!"

Before Jiang Ruoyun could even process what was happening, her body had already made the most instinctive food-protecting move.

With quick reflexes, she grabbed the huge plush cushion from the sofa.

Wearing slippers, he dashed over in one stride!

Under the stunned gaze of everyone present, with a "bang," Jiang Ruoyun shoved the cushion tightly in front of Lin Mo, precisely blocking the "protruding curve."

Because she rushed so hard, she was almost pressed against Lin Mo's broad chest.

To prevent Lin Mo from knocking the pillow off when he backs up, she naturally reached out a hand, went behind Lin Mo, and grabbed the fabric of his T-shirt at the back waist.

The posture was extremely ambiguous, yet filled with absolute possessiveness.

Lin Mo stumbled from the sudden "carrying the ball and charging," and the last bit of sleepiness vanished completely.

He looked down at Jiang Ruoyun, whose face was flushed red in his arms, and then at the pillow pressed tightly against his lower abdomen.

He finally looked down and caught a glimpse of his extremely undignified physical state.

Lin Mo blushed. Although he usually had a thick skin, broadcasting the "flag raising" live in front of tens of millions of people was a bit too much of a stretch for him to back down.

"Cough..." Lin Mo cleared his throat tactically, his body extremely stiff, and said through gritted teeth in a low voice, "Miss Jiang, this cushion of yours... is poking me."

Jiang Ruoyun didn't dare look him in the eye, her fingers gripping the back of his clothes tightly, her voice barely a whisper: "Shut up! Cover yourself up!"

This series of smooth, unabashedly intimate actions completely crashed the live stream.

After a moment of complete silence, the comments section erupted in an epic burst!

【Holy crap! Miss, what are you covering your face with that pillow?! Is there anything our esteemed VIPs can't see?!】

[I took a screenshot of that half-second clip! Folks, Lin Shen's assets... wow, terrifyingly powerful!]

[That practiced food-guarding behavior... I can't believe it's Sister Li! What happened last night, a man and a woman alone together, that we don't know about?!]

[Jiang Ruoyun: My man is only for me to see! You bunch of sluts, shut your eyes!]

[This is incredible! This awful physiological reaction! It's a hundred times better than any industrial saccharin! A car wheel ran right over my face!]

[Zhou Dingliu: I feel like a homewrecker trying to break up someone else's family, and it makes me look ridiculous.]

In the center of the hall.

Zhou Yuxuan held up the cup of hand-drip coffee, his signature smile completely frozen, even cracking slightly.

He spent millions on public relations, brought three top stylists, and meticulously designed a high-profile entrance.

Surprisingly, an ordinary person who hadn't even washed their face, was wearing shorts, and was experiencing morning sickness completely stole the spotlight in the most raw and brutal way!

Especially Jiang Ruoyun's subconscious protection of Lin Mo and her extremely exclusive intimacy.

It was like a resounding slap in the face, a heavy blow to Zhou Yuxuan's proud charm.

Zhou Yuxuan took a deep breath, a hint of extremely cold jealousy and resentment flashing deep in his eyes.

He absolutely refused to lose face in front of a country bumpkin!

Zhou Yuxuan straightened his expensive bespoke suit jacket, adopted the air of an elegant young nobleman, and walked straight to the two people who were standing close together.

He completely ignored Lin Mo, who was awkwardly digging his toes into the ground beside him, and fixed his gaze on Jiang Ruoyun.

"Ruoyun, it's a pleasure to meet you. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

Zhou Yuxuan's lips curled into what he thought was an extremely affectionate smile. He suddenly bent down slightly and reached out to grab Jiang Ruoyun's fair, jade-like hand hanging by her side.

He planned to force the chaebol heiress to perform a very gentlemanly "kiss on the hand" in front of tens of millions of viewers.

As long as he gets kissed, he'll be the number one trending topic!

Just as Zhou Yuxuan's lips, coated with lip gloss, were about to touch Jiang Ruoyun's fair hand...

Lin Mo suddenly...