A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

Song Yuqi said quietly.

"Actually, it's at the dock."

"I thought this was one of Chen's exes."

Chen Ye's hand holding the fishing rod suddenly stopped.

He turned his head, and the two were very close.

Chen Ye was so close that he could see Song Yuqi's curled eyelashes and the mischievousness in her eyes.

But her fair ears were flushed with an undeniable blush.

Chen Ye chuckled; his ex-wife was checking up on him.

Why are they testing each other so blatantly?

"What?" Chen Ye leaned forward slightly, his tone tinged with amusement. "Are you jealous?"

Song Yuqi's face flushed bright red instantly.

"Who's jealous! Stop patting yourself on the back!"

She rolled her eyes at Chen Ye, annoyed, and lightly punched his arm.

The force was light and weak.

It's less like hitting someone and more like acting cute.

The microphone only picked up the sound of the whistling sea breeze, and the viewers in the live stream couldn't hear what the two were whispering about at all.

Millions of online viewers turned into screaming chickens, and the barrage of comments completely overwhelmed the screen.

"Aaaaaah! What are they whispering about?!"

"Flirting! This is definitely flirting!"

"What are the production crew doing?! Hurry up and shove the microphones into their mouths!"

"My ex-wife's sister blushed! She actually blushed!"

"This is called a peaceful breakup? This is more like a couple deeply in love going on their honeymoon on a yacht!"

Chen Ye looked at the pink bubbles flying around in the barrage of comments, but didn't bother to explain anything.

He turned back and continued to slump in his leather seat, staring at the sea.

Song Yuqi sat back in the passenger seat, resting her chin on her hands, and occasionally making sarcastic remarks to him.

"Handsome Chen, has your East Sea Dragon King trial card expired?"

"Or is it that the fish here don't recognize you, the Dragon King of the East Sea?"

Chen Ye crossed his legs.

"Don't rush, don't disturb the old angler's flow state."

The two bickered casually, creating a surprisingly harmonious scene.

However, a full half hour passed.

The water surface was completely still.

Forget about big fish, they didn't even manage to catch a single piece of seaweed.

Chen Ye stared at the motionless float, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead.

Gan.

Do the fish in this sea area have a grudge against me?

Am I, a transmigrator with a system, going to perform an air force routine in front of the entire internet today?

Why didn't the system gift pack include a God-level Sea Fishing Mastery skill?

Chen Ye stood up abruptly and frantically searched for lures in the equipment box.

Poppa, pencil, mino.

He tried out all sorts of fancy lures one by one.

A flurry of actions, but the score was zero to five.

"This is definitely not a technical problem on my part."

Chen Ye, sweating profusely, gripped his fishing rod and turned to the camera lens, desperately trying to save face.

"Family, the ocean current is wrong today."

"Seriously, with this kind of ocean current, the fish all take a nap in the deep sea and never come up."

He was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"And look at the blazing sun overhead. It's almost noon now, and the ultraviolet rays are too strong."

"The fish in this area are quite picky; they hate getting sunburned, so I'm planning to try a glowing bottom bait."

Song Yuqi, standing nearby, immediately lost her composure.

She clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she almost fell over, tears welling up in her eyes.

The live stream chat instantly reached a fever pitch, with the screen filled with merciless mockery.

"The ocean current is wrong!"

"The Fish Is Sleeping In!"

"Fish Afraid of Getting Sunburned!"

"What the hell? Fish are afraid of getting tanned! Chen Ye, you're really shameless to be so stubborn!"

"The aloof, top-tier celebrity persona in the Chinese entertainment industry has shattered into a jumbled mess of laughable characters!"

"Hahahaha! The stubbornness of an old fisherman! A typical example of a poor student with lots of stationery!"

Chen Ye gritted his teeth and swung the rod with all his might.

The lead weight plunged into the distant sea with a splash.

I refuse to believe this nonsense.

Even if I have to shake the sea turtles up from the bottom today, I still have to make some noise!

Ten minutes later, the sea remained deathly still.

The sun overhead was getting increasingly scorching.

Song Yuqi couldn't stand it anymore, so she took out a bottle of chilled mineral water from the small refrigerator in the cabin.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and held it directly to Chen Ye's lips.

"Take a break, Dragon King of the East Sea."

Song Yuqi joked, "If you keep sunbathing, you won't catch any fish, and you'll turn into a little tanner first."

Chen Ye reached out to take the water bottle.

My fingertips brushed against the back of Song Yuqi's hand.

The cool water bottle pressed against my warm, soft skin.

Chen Ye didn't say anything, but took the water bottle and gulped down half of it to suppress the burning sensation in his heart.

Song Yuqi withdrew her hand.

She turned to look at the sea, which undulated with the waves, and her gaze suddenly became somewhat distant.

"Chen Ye".

Song Yuqi's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost blown away by the sea breeze.

"This scene feels like we've gone back to when we first got together."

"That afternoon I spent escaping paparazzi along the Huangpu River."

Chen Ye's hand, which was holding the water bottle, froze in mid-air.

His thoughts were immediately pulled back to more than two years ago by those words.

At that time, Song Yuqi had just returned from South Korea and joined the regular cast of Running Man as a fresh face. There were hardly any people in China who knew her.

At that time, Chen Ye was just beginning to make a name for himself, carving out a path to success by reposting classic hits from around the world.

He went on Running Man as a guest to promote his new song.

Throughout the recording, Song Yuqi acted like a dutiful publicity assistant, never forgetting to mention him wherever she went.

He would bring it up while playing games, while eating, and even in the desperate situation of being torn apart by name tags, he would still shout, "Go listen to Chen Ye's new song."

Chen Ye immediately found this girl very interesting.

After recording the show, the two naturally exchanged WeChat contacts, and their initial polite exchanges turned into long, heartfelt conversations day and night.

She would post pictures of the boxed lunches they ate on set, and he would send pictures of discarded sheet music from the recording studio late at night.

An ambiguous relationship blossomed between the two as they reported their travel plans to each other.

Until that afternoon when the paparazzi were chasing my car like crazy.

The two were trapped in a minivan on the banks of the Huangpu River.

Outside, entertainment reporters wielded their cameras and microphones; inside the car, it was a stuffy, tense atmosphere, where even breathing felt like a tangled mess.

After that afternoon, the two got together.

Song Yuqi even violated the agency's ironclad rule of "absolutely no dating," while Chen Ye went even further.

At the peak of his personal popularity and when his solo fans were at their most formidable, he made an official announcement directly using his main account.

Chen Ye turned his head to look at Song Yuqi sitting next to him.

This girl is really bold, bringing this up in front of millions of live viewers.

Sure enough, the chat room went completely crazy because of that sentence.

"Waaaaah! The van by the Huangpu River! That's where their first photo of them holding hands was leaked!"

"The memories of pure love that died suddenly attacked me violently!"

"They haven't let go of each other at all!"

"Let's just get married! I'll go and move the Civil Affairs Bureau over right now and issue your certificates on the spot!"

Amidst a screen full of sentimental tears and pink bubbles.

A bold, red, humorous comment slowly floated across the center of the screen.

"Ye-ge...you two are having a flashback, do you remember Chao-ge and the others who were almost exhausted by Daming Lake?"

The art style suddenly changed.

"Holy crap, hahaha! I almost forgot there were still a few people in the split screen in the bottom right corner!"

"I just checked over there, and Deng Chao almost fell into a mud pit while pushing his cart!"

"Chen He is starving!"

"Lu Han's fingers were pinched red by a crab, and she's currently questioning her existence!"

"Is this the inequality of the world? On the left, people are on yachts enjoying their honeymoons; on the right, they're working as slaves on construction sites!"

on the yacht.

The sun shone brightly overhead, and the gentle waves rocked the white hull of the boat.

The cramped and swaying cabin brought the two closer together physically.

The air was filled with Song Yuqi's faint fragrance, mixed with the salty smell of the sea breeze, which smelled very nice.

Song Yuqi turned her head to the side.

Seeing Chen Ye staring intently at the sea, she suddenly took out her phone from her pocket and turned on the screen.

"It's pretty boring to just sit here and do nothing when the fish aren't biting."

Song Yuqi waved her phone and tilted her head slightly: "Want to listen to one of my cover songs to cheer yourself up?"

"It hasn't been released yet, it's a world premiere."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

An unreleased cover song?

After returning to China, this girl focused on her career and became a top member of a girl group; she has an excellent voice.

"Okay."

Chen Ye put down the mineral water bottle in his hand, turned around and took out a small black waterproof Bluetooth speaker from the equipment box next to him and handed it over.

"Let's connect to this one; the sound quality is better."

Song Yuqi quickly connected to her phone via Bluetooth.

She looked up at Chen Ye's retreating figure and said, "Then I'll let him go."

"Let's release it." Chen Ye gripped the fishing rod again and stared at the sea. "Let me hear if my ex-wife's singing has improved over the years."

Song Yuqi smiled smugly and pressed play.

next second.

A highly rhythmic R&B guitar intro poured out from the Bluetooth speaker.

The melody is languid and tender.