Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show

Ex-Girlfriend Choice: One or the Other? (1 / 2)

The game went on for four rounds, totaling 20 points, with Qin Yun leading by a wide margin with 8 points, followed closely by Chu Xinran with 6 points, while the rest had a pitiful 2 or 3 points.

The director announced the results in time: “Congratulations to Qin Yun and Chu Xinran for winning first place in the game, please choose a male guest each to join you on a helicopter ride to enjoy the seascape.”

The five male guests sat opposite them, waiting to be chosen.

Ark felt a bit uneasy, thinking that Qin Yun and Chu Xinran probably wouldn’t choose him, right?

He had made it so clear to them a few days ago, they shouldn’t have such deep obsessions anymore.

Yet, even Ark himself wasn’t sure, the word he used was ‘should’.

After all, the targets of a yandere usually don’t change easily.

Moreover, Qin Yun was so goal-oriented.

Standing opposite them, Qin Yun and Chu Xinran, arranged by the show’s crew, held a rose. Whoever they chose, they would hand the flower to.

This cliché and melodramatic plot perfectly suited the tastes of the romance variety show’s audience, who shouted in the live comments, “Choose, choose! I can’t wait!”

“Ah, I don’t know why, but I have a strong feeling they’ll both choose the same person!”

“LOL, two girls fighting over one guy? That actually happened in a previous episode. Could this season have the same plot?”

The guests on-site, though not as excited as the audience, were all secretly guessing who the two would choose.

Sun Haotian, who had previously worked with Chu Xinran, couldn’t help but puff out his chest, radiating with a confident aura.

He stared intently at Chu Xinran, convinced she would choose him.

After all, he had been courting her so diligently these past few days, and so exclusively, without flirting with any other female guests.

Plus, he had inadvertently shown off his wealth in front of everyone, a figure enough to make countless young girls flock to him.

Sun Haotian didn’t believe there was a girl who could resist.

Sure enough, he saw Chu Xinran slowly step towards him, and his heart began to leap with joy.

He knew it—no girl could resist the allure of money.

Sun Haotian was smug, a barely suppressible smile on his lips as he watched Chu Xinran approach.

He cleared his throat, about to adjust his posture, ready to speak.

“Ahem, that…”

However, unexpectedly, Chu Xinran handed the flower to Fang Zhou, standing beside him!

Sun Haotian was stunned, and so was Fang Zhou.

The bright red rose, vibrant and dripping with allure, symbolizing pure love, was handed right before him.

The girl, dressed in a flowing white dress, had a faint smile on her lips, and her eyes were clear and innocent.

She said softly, “I want to be with you.”

Fang Zhou blinked, rapidly recalling if the director had mentioned whether the chosen one could decline the opportunity.

As he pondered whether to accept Chu Xinran’s invitation, Qin Yun also quickly approached, striking the same pose as Chu Xinran.

“What a coincidence, I also want to invite Fang Zhou.”

The elegant lady today was dressed in a tight-fitting dress, her voluptuous figure perfectly outlined by the soft fabric.

Her almond eyes were enchanting and seductive, and she stood there like the blooming rose in her hand, regal and luxurious.

“Who would have thought, the heartthrob of the idol world, Qin Yun, also chose Ark. She really seems uninterested in any man.”

Ex-Girlfriends: Choose One? (2/2)

“Fight! Pull her hair! I love watching beauties brawl!”

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“Brother Ark must be sweating bullets now. Who should he choose?”

This scene made the guests on site sigh in astonishment.

“Wow! They actually chose the same person!”

Tang Wan rested her chin on her hand, reflecting on the moment.

Qiao Sisi, who was examining her broken nail from yesterday, broke another nail on her other hand.

She quietly pinched the broken piece in her hand, lifting her eyes to look over at the group, her gaze flickering with a dim and bright light.

Do so many people covet what’s mine?

Han Xi, sitting beside her, became even colder. Her already indifferent face now showed not a trace of joy.

She hadn’t expected that just by losing a game, she’d lose the chance to stand rightfully before Ark.

Their unusual silence didn’t attract much attention because everyone’s eyes were focused on the group centered around Ark.

Even the other male guests wore expressions of surprise as they looked at them.

Five choose two, and they thought they might have a chance.

Sun Haotian’s expression turned sour, the smile from earlier completely gone as Chu Xinran presented flowers to Ark.

In its place, a subtle menace emerged.

This little thing would choose a penniless poor boy over himself?

After all the attention he had given her these past few days, it seemed she didn’t care at all.

Truly blind.

Sun Haotian’s gaze circled Chu Xinran, realizing that although she appeared to be a harmless little white flower, she was actually very stubborn.

From the first day, she chose Ark, and even today, it was still Ark.

A desire to conquer welled up from within.

Sun Haotian reassured himself with a smile: It’s okay, the more thorny the rose, the more beautiful it is when plucked.

Ark was dumbfounded.

He looked left and right, at Qin Yun and then at Chu Xinran, his eyes clearly expressing, “What are you doing, sisters?”

Can we not do this in front of so many people?

Both ex-girlfriends inviting him to see the sea was one thing.

But the problem was, both of them were yanderes!

One would harm herself, and the other would harm him!

Which choice would spare him from harm?

“Hmm? Is it that hard to choose?”

Qin Yun smiled faintly, her voice soft as she spoke.

Her question seemed simple, casual even, but in reality, it was a prompt for Fang Zhou to hurry and choose her.

Fang Zhou raised his hand, about to respond, when Chu Xinran spoke up.

“Fang Zhou brother, it’s okay, whoever you choose is fine, I support you.”

The girl’s smile was radiant and sunny, betraying no hint of her private self-harm.

Fang Zhou’s outstretched hand trembled slightly, recalling her expressionless face as she cut her wrists the day before.

Alright, alright, alright, you’ve messed with me, now you’ve messed with cotton.

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