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

51 So you mean, you want to be with another female guest in front of me? (1 / 2)

After a ride on the helicopter, Fang Zhou not only missed several beautiful moments but also kept himself on tenterhooks, always afraid of being exposed.

Finally enduring until he got off the helicopter, Fang Zhou hurried back to his room without anyone paying attention.

Even the other guests who came to inquire were puzzled, not knowing what had happened.

Everyone could only turn to ask the other two.

“What’s going on? Why does Fang Zhou look so pale, is he afraid of heights?”

Sai Le scratched his head, asking with a hint of bewilderment.

“Probably.”

Chu Xinran smiled faintly, affirming his statement.

But what she was really thinking was: I merely held his hand just now, how did that scare him so much?

Qin Yun, with a mysterious smile, recalled the scene in her mind, puzzled.

Why did he look so nervous just now?

It couldn’t be a fear of heights; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so calm at the start.

Could he really be that afraid of me?

Qin Yun harbored this thought all the way into the evening.

She was the top player in the game and had the privilege to choose a male guest for a candlelight dinner date.

Without hesitation, Qin Yun chose Fang Zhou, successfully causing his face to change color again.

The show’s producers were quite scheming, setting up a special venue for them in a seaside cabin.

It was a colorful little house, surrounded by fairy lights, creating an atmosphere that was both full of ambiance and incredibly romantic.

A moderately sized window was opened, revealing the carefully arranged candlelight dinner inside.

Qin Yun and Fang Zhou sat opposite each other, dining together inside.

The other guests could only eat the same clay pot rice on the open-air terrace of the villa’s third floor, devoid of any surprises or romance.

“Ah, this guy is really lucky, enjoying a feast while we’re stuck here eating clay pot rice. Showrunners, don’t you have a heart?”

Sai Le scooped up rice with his spoon, sending it into his mouth as he complained.

Tang Wan, who was eating potato beef brisket, didn’t quite agree with him.

“It’s nice to have a simple porridge after days of rich food.”

Sitting next to Tang Wan was Chu Xinran, poking at her rice absentmindedly, her eyes occasionally drifting towards the cabin, looking distracted.

“Xinran, what’s wrong? Don’t you like this chili pork? I can swap with you.”

Sun Haotian moved to sit opposite Chu Xinran, smiling eagerly.

Chu Xinran glanced at him, shaking her head slightly.

“No, it’s just that I ate too much at noon, not much of an appetite.”

In reality, she was regretting not being more aggressive in the game that morning. Otherwise, she would have been the one rightfully dining alone with Fang Zhou.

Similarly filled with regret were Qiao Sisi and Han Xi.

Both were eating their meals half-heartedly, their eyes involuntarily glancing over at the cabin.

Han Xi usually had a cold expression, but today her aura was especially icy, to the point that Dong Donghui hesitated to speak to her, and in the end, chose to keep his mouth shut.

He muttered to himself: President Han doesn’t seem to be in a good mood tonight, could it be because of the company’s stock price drop these past few days?

As Qin Yun was about to put the vegetables on the table, Jo Si Si’s eyes darkened, and she bit her lip with a wicked expression.

“Does that mean you want to be with another female artist in front of me?” (2/2)

Fang Zhou had always been like that – as long as a girl showed him affection, he would basically never refuse.

He said it nicely, calling it gentlemanly behavior, but said it poorly, calling it a lack of refusal and flattering personality.

Initially, I was like that too, indulging in Fang Zhou’s favors without a care, thinking I would always be the dominant one in that relationship.

But I didn’t realize that such good treatment was easy to let one’s guard down.

She thought about her own thoughts and soul, looking at herself gradually becoming complacent in Fang Zhou’s good treatment, ultimately unable to break free.

Perhaps that sentence is right – love is a surrender of one’s will.

She surrendered to Fang Zhou’s love and good treatment, and even when he left without looking back, she still clung to that love, wanting to reclaim it.

Jo Si Si tightened her grip on the chopsticks, starting to think about whether she should take action.

Inside the small room, Fang Zhou looked down at the steak in his bowl, with a hint of sadness.

It was already cut into small pieces, one bite at a time, very convenient.

This originally belonged to Qin Yun, who had cut it up after which she exchanged it with him.

Now she was busy cutting up the steak for Fang Zhou.

He whispered, “Actually, you don’t need to do that. I can cut it myself.”

Looking around, it was good that there weren’t any surveillance cameras, or those netizens would probably scold her to death.

Although I didn’t care about these things, the more the black fans scolded, the higher my live stream traffic would be.

But Fang Zhou had a strong premonition that Qin Yun had something to say tonight, something that wasn’t suitable for public consumption.

Seated across from Qin Yun, who was wearing a black evening gown with a low neckline, her long hair was scattered to one side, and the warm yellow candlelight illuminated her side face, making her look exceptionally elegant.

“I think I’m more skilled with a knife than you when it comes to this matter.”

Qin Yun lifted her head, smiling slightly, and in less than a minute, the steak on the plate was cut into perfect strips.

“Or are you saying you’re afraid, and the knife I’m cutting isn’t steak, but your hand?”

She had been waiting until late at night to ask this question.

She knew that since that incident, Fang Zhou had started to fear her, but she didn’t think that just holding hands could make him turn white.

If that’s the case, Qin Yun needed to make up for her mistake.

Otherwise, what would happen if she scared him too much in the future?

Fang Zhou suddenly lifted his head, surprised that she would say such a thing.

The Great King of Darkness was indeed the Great King of Darkness, guessing correctly every time.

Unfortunately, even if his thoughts were guessed, Fang Zhou wouldn’t admit it.

He smiled awkwardly, saying, “No, you’re just imagining things.”

Having finished speaking, he forked a piece of steak into his mouth, his eyes also turning towards the window facing the sea.

“Since you’ve come to join the romance show, I think you could take a look at the other male guests.”

In other words, stop fixating on me. I won’t change my mind; we are already a thing of the past.

However, Qin Yun’s response was one of disdain.

She picked up her wine glass, took a delicate sip, and with a hint of mockery, looked at Fang Zhou and said, “You mean, you want to be with another female guest in front of me?”

The woman’s face was calm, her entire demeanor exuding an elegant intellect, but the dark waves hidden in the depths of her eyes were turbulent, ready to overflow and engulf Fang Zhou at any moment.

“Do you want to be with Han Xi, or with Chu Xinran?”

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