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

It was a little after 10 a.m.

After several hours of bumpy high-speed travel, the Coaster bus finally came to a stop in front of a star-rated hotel in downtown Wuhan.

The carriage was deathly silent, with the guests sleeping in various positions.

Lu Han opened her eyes groggily.

My brain was still malfunctioning when I first smelled a very faint floral shampoo scent.

This tastes so familiar.

He was so familiar with it that he dreamed about it every time he had a dream in the past four years.

He paused for two seconds, then shifted his gaze slightly.

What catches the eye is the collar of Dilraba's black coat and her fair and slender neck.

What the hell!

Lu Han let out a piercing scream in her heart.

I actually slept on her shoulder the whole way?

The lingering effects of the alcohol, combined with this shocking fact, instantly dispelled his drowsiness.

The ecstasy of finding something lost has spread throughout my body.

He even held his breath, unwilling to move at all.

At this moment, Reba seemed to realize that the car had stopped.

She twitched her shoulder slightly, fluttered her eyelashes, and opened her eyes.

Their eyes met at extremely close range.

Dilraba's face instantly flushed crimson.

"We're here. Get up."

She reminded him in a low voice, her tone clearly uncomfortable.

Lu Han quickly jumped away.

"Ah...we've arrived."

He rubbed the back of his head, pretending that nothing had happened.

In reality, she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth at all.

This is a sure thing.

The main group gradually disembarked.

Everyone had bluish eyes, unsteady steps, and zombie-like faces that looked hollowed out.

Chen Ye led Song Yuqi at the very back.

Even his perpetual motion machine couldn't withstand this kind of torment, and now he didn't even have the energy to complain about Lao Wang.

After completing the check-in procedures.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, each disappearing into their own room.

Based on his seniority and status, Deng Chao was naturally assigned the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel.

This place is destined to become everyone's common room.

The closed live-streaming cameras have been running without any blind spots for a long time.

Deng Chao closed the door and kicked off his sneakers.

He sighed, opened his arms, and was just about to pounce on the two-meter-wide bed.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Wang Zhengyu's voice suddenly rang out from behind the screen.

Deng Chao froze in mid-air.

He turned around with difficulty.

"Old Wang, have some decency."

Deng Chao's eyes were bloodshot and his voice trembled.

"My brain is practically spinning from all the shaking. Can you wait until I'm awake to talk to me? I'm begging you."

Wang Zhengyu walked out, holding a walkie-talkie, and smiled slyly.

"no."

"You have an urgent task today that needs to be completed immediately."

Deng Chao's eyes widened.

Why are you targeting me?

"Am I the only one with a mission?"

Deng Chao cautiously took a half step back.

"Right now, it's just you." Wang Zhengyu stroked his chin. "However, if you don't want to fight alone, you can ask others to help you."

Upon hearing this, a hundred schemes to swindle people flashed through Deng Chao's mind.

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for me.

"What mission?" Deng Chao resignedly sat down on the sofa.

"It's very simple." Wang Zhengyu looked at the camera, "I successfully got a free lunch today."

The room fell silent.

"Free meal?!"

Deng Chao almost cracked his voice and jumped up.

"Look at your watch, it's 10:30 AM! Everyone hasn't even finished digesting breakfast, and you expect me to rush off to freeload lunch?"

"I'm not going! I want to sleep!"

"If we don't go, the mission will fail, and the team's budget for tomorrow will be deducted."

Wang Zhengyu threw down those words and slipped out of the room without even closing the door.

Deng Chao slumped on the sofa.

Going to freeload a meal requires an extremely thick skin, so he has to find someone to share the burden.

He picked up his phone.

The first one is Chen He.

This fat guy has a skin thicker than a city wall; he's a prime candidate for freeloading.

Deng Chao dialed the number.

It rang for a full minute and a half, but no one answered.

Chen He is definitely fast asleep right now.

He swiped open the contacts list, his finger hovering over the next name.

Chen Ye.

In a luxurious double suite on another floor.

Chen Ye and Song Yuqi had just finished washing up.

The two of them took off their coats and then crawled into the thick quilt.

Chen Ye's only thought right now is to sleep until the end of time.

I was just about to fall asleep.

A piercing, personalized phone ringtone exploded violently beside my pillow.

Chen Ye's forehead veins throbbed violently.

Song Yuqi rolled over and nudged Chen Ye's chest with her small hand.

"Honey...the phone..."

She mumbled with her eyes closed.

Chen Ye suppressed the urge to kill and reached for his phone.

Caller ID: Old Deng.

Chen Ye turned on speakerphone.

"Old Deng, you'd better tell me the show has gone bankrupt and disbanded," Chen Ye said coldly. "Otherwise, you won't see the sun rise tomorrow."

Deng Chao on the other end of the phone shivered.

He gritted his teeth and gave it his all with his acting skills.

"Something's happened! Yezi, something terrible has happened!"

Deng Chao delivered his speech with great emotion.

"Quickly bring Yuqi to my room! Or come here yourself right now! It's a matter of life and death!"

Chen Ye frowned.

Although Lao Deng is unreliable, judging from his tone, something unexpected has really happened.

"Wait," Chen Ye replied coldly, and hung up the phone.

He angrily wiped his face and turned to look at Song Yuqi.

"Brother Chao said something big has happened. You keep sleeping, I'll go check it out."

Chen Ye prepared to get out of bed.

Song Yuqi rubbed her eyes and propped herself up.

"I'll go with you." She yawned. "Just in case there's something interesting to hear."

Chen Ye nodded helplessly.

"Okay, put on your jackets. If he dares to mess with us, I'll tear him apart right here."

In the presidential suite.

Deng Chao was unaware that danger was approaching.

He was bursting with a sense of accomplishment after fooling Chen Ye, and continued to dial the next number.

Deer-like creature.

The phone rang for half a minute before it was answered.

"Who is it..." Lu Han's voice was extremely hoarse.

"Little Deer! Are you asleep?" Deng Chao suppressed a mischievous grin.

"Just fell asleep... What's wrong, Chao Ge?"

"It's urgent! Extremely urgent!" Deng Chao used the same trick again. "Come to my room, quick!"

Lu Han was full of questions, but instinctively trusted his older brother and agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Deng Chao stroked his chin.

Simply calling Lu Han is meaningless.

He found Dilraba's number and dialed it.

"What's wrong, Chao Ge?" Dilraba asked with a heavy nasal tone.

"Xiao Di! Come to my room right now! We need to discuss something important, and everyone's just waiting for you!"

Deng Chao spoke sincerely.

Dilraba was silent for two seconds.

Out of professional ethics, she fought off her sleepiness and agreed.

Putting down his phone, Deng Chao leaned back on the large leather sofa and crossed his legs smugly.

perfect.

Not only did they recruit able-bodied men, they also managed to push the romance plot along the way.

The hundreds of thousands of fans in the live stream were laughing hysterically, and the chat was flooded with comments.

"Old Deng is recklessly flirting with death!"

"Dare to wake Chen Ye? With Chen Ye's morning grumpiness, Old Deng is in big trouble!"

"Haha, they even want to pair Lu Han and Dilraba together, Lao Deng is so dedicated!"

"Waiting for Chen Ye to tear down the house."

Off-camera.

Wang Zhengyu approached with a walkie-talkie, laughing so hard he clutched his stomach.

"Trendy Bro".

"You invited Yezi over. If he finds out he hasn't even warmed his bed yet and is running over to freeload off you, do you think he'll beat you to a pulp?"

Deng Chao's face stiffened, and he straightened his back forcefully.

"Are you kidding me? He hit me?"

Deng Chao made outrageous remarks in front of the camera.

"I'm Captain Wuha! Does Chen Ye dare to touch me? I'd give him ten times the courage, and he'd have to obey my orders!"

The voice just fell.

Ding-dong-

The crisp sound of the doorbell rang out abruptly.

Deng Chao's arrogant posture was frozen in time.

The staff member, barely suppressing a burst of laughter, quickly ran over and opened the door.

Chen Ye was dressed casually, his face grim.

He strode in, one hand in his pocket, the other holding the still-sleepy Song Yuqi's hand. He exuded a murderous aura.

The room temperature dropped sharply.

Deng Chao sprang up from the sofa, his face now displaying a fawning smile.

"Oh! You're here, Yezi! Yuqi, you've had a long day, please have a seat!"

Deng Chao rubbed his hands together and retreated repeatedly.

Chen Ye ignored the polite formalities.

He led Song Yuqi to the sofa, pressed her shoulder to make her sit down, and then sat down himself with an air of grandeur.

Chen Ye raised his eyelids.

A menacing gaze was fixed on Deng Chao, who was shrinking into the corner.

"Speak," Chen Ye said, his voice eerily calm.

"What kind of matter is this that concerns human life and death?"

Chen Ye raised his hand, his knuckles cracking as he clenched them.

"If you can't give me a straight answer today..."

"I specifically ordered it to be folded in half for you today, and inserted into the space in this sofa."