Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

The last stop in the ancient towns of Jiangnan was a photo shoot.

And at the end of each subsequent stop, Chu Zhuo plans to shoot a series of photos to collect them and remember each location.

It will be a pleasant surprise when I open it someday in the future.

He Yanchuan is a germaphobe; he buys all his own clothes and cosmetics and then takes them to small shops around the water town for makeup and styling.

Chu Zhuo changed into a dark green long robe and tied her hair halfway up with a matching hairband. He Yanchuan wore a black robe and his black hair was simply tied up. The two of them attracted countless eyes as they came out of the small shop.

The initial romance storyline has attracted numerous players, making it a highly anticipated event. He Yanchuan is also a veteran live streamer with five million followers on the platform. The two of them are already used to living in the public eye.

The photographer led them to a less crowded spot where the stone bridge, weathered by wind and sun for centuries, still stood, with a small river flowing beneath it, a typical waterside scene.

The photographer, camera in hand, said, "Listen to me, you two. Stand facing each other. Mr. He, lower your head slightly and place your index finger on Mr. Chu's Adam's apple, trying to appear casual. Mr. Chu, tilt your head back and grasp the wrist of the man who touched your Adam's apple, applying a little pressure, but be careful not to pull away. Hold this position, smile slightly, and look each other in the eye. Yes, 3, 2, 1, cheese!"

After the entire photoshoot, Chu Zhuo was a little hot, but still wanted more. He Yanchuan wiped his sweat with his sleeve: "What would you like to drink now that we're done?"

Chu Zhu didn't touch it: "Mango shaved ice, I feel like I could finish it in one bite."

"Eating so fast, don't you want to lose your mouth?" He Yanchuan chuckled.

The photographer raised his camera and captured the moment.

The shoot was unannounced, and a sudden click of the camera caused He Yanchuan to look up sensitively. He placed his hand on Chu Zhuo's shoulder, his eyes filled with coldness.

The photographer trembled slightly under the gaze, and his fingers involuntarily pressed the shutter button again.

The photographer later examined the two photos and found the atmosphere to be completely different.

If the former is a heartwarming scene of brothers wiping sweat in harmony, the latter is a scene where the older brother finally gets to be alone with his younger brother, only to be disturbed, showing displeasure, dissatisfaction, and a warning look at the intruder, revealing his possessiveness towards his younger brother.

On the way to the second stop, Chu Zhu carefully selected a few photos to post on her WeChat Moments.

He Yanchuan was the first to like his post, commenting that the little guy was good-looking and adding three red hearts.

After commenting, He Yanchuan also posted a photo on his WeChat Moments. The photo showed Zai Zai sitting alone by the river, taken from the side with an arched bridge in the background. He looked like a pampered young master from Jiangnan, spoiled but not arrogant.

The post was shared on WeChat Moments, and by evening, He's mother had seen it.

Since her son came out as gay, Mrs. He's mindset has changed a lot, and she no longer worries about her son's relationships.

She definitely can't hurt any more girls. As for boys, they're even less suitable. After arranging dates with girls, she's now arranging dates with boys. Her son is outstanding in both looks and career. Doing this makes her seem like unwanted merchandise.

After He Yanchuan posted on Weibo last time, his mother learned about Chu Zhuo's existence.

Adhering to the principle of not disturbing him, she hadn't asked proactively. Now that she had finally noticed a glimmer of hope, He's mother couldn't wait to inquire about the progress from He Yanchuan: "Yanchuan, did you succeed in confessing?"

"Obviously yes, Mom. He just got together with me, don't scare him." He Yanchuan promised, "I'll bring him back to see you when the time comes, I know what I'm doing."

Mother He covered her mouth and laughed: "It's good that you know what's going on. I've always trusted you. Now that you know what's going on, I have a daughter-in-law."

He Yanchuan said helplessly, "Mom."

"Alright, I won't say anymore. You two take your time. If it doesn't work out this year, try next year. If it doesn't work out next year, try the year after. I won't rush you," Mother He said hurriedly.

This young man, who had been single for over twenty years, finally found someone he truly loved. His mother, not daring to hold him back, repeatedly made promises.

He Yanchuan had kept it well hidden, but upon seeing it today, the boy in the photo was extremely handsome.

Every feature of his face was exquisitely beautiful, truly like a handsome young man who had stepped out of ancient Jiangnan.

"You brat, why are you hiding your good looks? Are you afraid your mother will break you up?" Mrs. He sighed as she admired the photo. "I used to say you were too picky, that you didn't like this or that. But now it seems you're actually quite discerning."

Mr. He brought in tea: "Who wants to choose?"

Mrs. He showed the photo to Mr. He: "Look at your future daughter-in-law's face, isn't she striking?"

"Wow, he really found a goddess for him." Mr. He was equally surprised. He had only said it casually as a joke on New Year's Day, never expecting that his son would actually meet one.

The two people being talked about were already sleeping under the same blanket.

Zhangyan City is located by the sea, and the fishermen living nearby make a living by fishing at sea, a craft passed down for more than ten generations.

On his last day here, Chu Zhu put on a life jacket and the fisherman who was sailing the boat led him and He Yanchuan out to sea.

After the nets are laid, it will take three hours to haul them in.

Chu Zhuo has recently become obsessed with Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game), so he opened the game and asked He Yanchuan to play with him.

He Yanchuan is known for his bad luck; he can never get a straight, he's never drawn the Jokers, his highest card is an Ace, and drawing a 2 is considered a miracle.

They were allies in one game and adversaries in the other. In just two games, He Yanchuan lost all his gold coins.

When the number of gold coins under his profile picture suddenly decreased to zero and his profile picture turned gray, Chu Zhuo looked up in shock: "He Yanchuan, you've lost all your gold coins and gone bankrupt?"

While secretly clicking to recharge, He Yanchuan tried to save face: "No, it's just a network delay. You can check again if you don't believe me."

Chu Zhuo didn't believe it. Jin Dou had been reduced to the point of bankruptcy; he wasn't blind.

Remembering He Yanchuan's luck with card draws in the past, he took He Yanchuan's phone: "I'll draw cards for you this round."

The system randomly matched players, and a new game began. With the King and Queen and three 2s, the odds were mostly in the bag. Chu Zhuo returned the phone to He Yanchuan.

He Yanchuan was stunned when he got the phone: "Baby, you still have such good luck even after you turned into a human? I've never had such a smooth hand in my life, I can become the landlord."

Chu Zhuo glanced at his cards but didn't say anything.

As expected, He Yanchuan lost the game.

The landlord drew a 345, but no 7. Originally, he only had a single 6, but now he has four single cards.

Chu Zhuo realized that this was fate.

"Sweetie, that expression of yours is so endearing." He Yanchuan pinched his cheek and kissed him. "A comforting kiss."

Given He Yanchuan's bad luck, Chu Zhuo avoided games that relied heavily on luck, and the two started playing other games instead.

When the fishermen reminded them that they could haul in their nets, Chu Zhu put down her phone and excitedly ran to the edge of the boat to make a wish: "He Yanchuan, meow, today will definitely be a great day!"

The wind direction in the sea was unpredictable, but the fishermen didn't discourage them. They said, half-jokingly, "We also have to rely on luck sometimes. Even the most experienced fishermen can't guarantee a good catch every time."

After saying that, he lifted the fishing net, then paused, looking puzzled.