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

The only sound in the private room was the whooshing of the air conditioner vents.

Wang Anyu and Hu Xianxu sat across from each other at the low table, their backs ramrod straight, their eyes fixed on Chen Ye's face.

Chen Ye, seeing the two men's deathly pale faces, could no longer hold back.

Why are these two unlucky kids so scared? What kind of reputation have they been given? A living devil? A psychopathic killer?

"Alright, don't be nervous." Chen Ye leaned back against the cushion behind him and said, "Relax, I'm not going to eat you two."

Upon hearing this, the two young men slumped their shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief.

"No... I'm not nervous, Brother Ye, you go ahead." Wang Anyu quickly replied.

Chen Ye sat up straight.

"I think the idea of ​​splitting the bill is well-intentioned; you all want to be fair and ensure that no one is taken advantage of," Chen Ye tapped his finger on the table. "But there's no need to take it too seriously."

Everyone was looking at him.

"We're here to film a show, but frankly, we're just here to have fun. It's a group trip," Chen Ye said to the two of them in a friendly tone. "We're all getting together for a meal, just to have some fun and excitement. Nobody cares if they paid an extra dollar or missed out on a bite of meat."

Wang Anyu and Hu Xianxu nodded repeatedly.

"Just imagine, if every time we go out to eat as a group, we have to line up in a row of ten people, each holding a bunch of large bills, while the cashier, who doesn't speak the language, spends ages calculating the change, how frustrating would that be?" Chen Ye said, pursing his lips.

He was standing in front of the counter watching the cashier do the calculations, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder was almost triggered.

"So my suggestion is," Chen Ye proposed, "to give everyone pocket money so that everyone has a certain amount to spend as they wish. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that. But if we're going to have meals together as a group in the future, you should think differently."

Like a primary school student in class, Hu Xianxu earnestly asked, "Brother, what's the next approach?"

"Simple. From now on, when you two receive your allowance each day, just estimate it beforehand. Deduct a portion from each person's share as the day's collective fund." Chen Ye spread his hands. "Keep this money in your hands, use this fund to settle accounts directly, refunding any overpayment and collecting any underpayment, all in one go, isn't that great?"

Qin Hailu picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and replied with a smile.

"Anyu, Xiaohu, your brother Ye is right," Qin Hailu stepped forward to say. "When we eat together, we really don't need to split the bill. It just means everyone has a little less living expenses, it's not that big of a deal."

She glanced at the girls.

"Besides, we actresses all need to maintain our figures, and we can't eat that much anyway. The older women won't care about the cost of the meal. Just do as Yezi says."

Wang Anyu was the first to express his apology.

"I understand. I didn't think things through today." Wang Anyu looked at everyone. "I'm sorry, brothers and sisters. We will definitely improve next time."

Chen Ye waved his hand, interrupting his reflection.

He did not intend to hold a denunciation meeting.

These two kids have already done their best, running around from the moment they were born; that attitude alone is enough to win them over.

"Alright, enough of that." Chen Ye picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth. "Eat first, the crust of this shawarma will get hard if we leave it out any longer."

Everyone laughed and picked up their chopsticks again.

The atmosphere in the private room returned to normal.

Hu Xianxu chewed on a piece of mutton, swallowed it, and then looked at Chen Ye.

"Brother Ye, you have no idea, when you were staring at us just now, it really scared me to death." Hu Xianxu patted his chest exaggeratedly. "My mind went completely blank. I thought we had done something to upset you. I even thought about what kind of knife I would use to commit seppuku later."

The older sisters all burst out laughing.

Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

He turned to look at Hu Xianxu and asked, "Am I that scary? I'm actually very approachable, okay? You'd be hard-pressed to find someone as easygoing as me in the Chinese entertainment industry."

Everyone laughed even louder.

Sitting opposite her, Zhao Zhaoyi covered her mouth and laughed.

"I've seen through it all." Zhao Zhaoyi spoke her mind directly. "We're still young and too trusting of the internet."

Chen Ye was picking up his glass to drink orange juice.

Upon hearing this, he stopped moving.

"What's wrong online?" Chen Ye put down his cup and looked at the young girl. "Who's been bothering me online again?"

"Brother, who would dare to mess with you now? Everyone knows your fans are incredibly powerful." Zhao Zhaoyi waved his hand with a smile.

"What's that?" Chen Ye pressed.

"It was around the time you first made your comeback that I came across a video on a short video platform," Zhao Zhaoyi recalled, frowning. "A big influencer in the comments section said that you have a really bad temper and that you once beat up a top celebrity backstage."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

Although I am a bit arrogant and haughty, when did I ever become the champion of the arena?

"Who have you beaten?" Chen Ye chuckled in exasperation. "How come I didn't know I had such a glorious record?"

Zhao Zhaoyi thought for two seconds, then slapped her thigh.

"I remember now!" Zhao Zhaoyi exclaimed excitedly, "It seems someone said it was Senior Zhang Yixing."

The voice just fell.

"puff--"

Song Yuqi, who was drinking water nearby, couldn't help but spray a mouthful of water into her cup.

She burst into laughter and leaned against Chen Ye's shoulder, her shoulder shaking uncontrollably.

The private room was silent for a second.

Then Qin Lan, Xin Zhilei, and Qin Hailu all burst into laughter.

Lu Han slumped back against the chair, clutching her stomach and convulsing.

Chen Ye sat there, staring straight ahead.

Who the hell came up with this plot?

Should I fight Zhang Yixing myself?

What's the point? Is it that he'll motivate you to work harder and harder? Or is it that he's good at timing his dance?

Although Zhang Yixing and I weren't exactly best buddies who could sleep in the same bed every day, we definitely had a good relationship.

Moreover, when he proposed, Zhang Yixing traveled a long distance to help.

How did it become Mortal Kombat in the mouths of netizens?

"Who's making fun of me?" Chen Ye sighed. "Me, beat up Zhang Yixing? We're best friends. Why would I bother beating him up?"

He looked at Zhao Zhaoyi, who was laughing heartily.

"Little girl, listen to my advice," Chen Ye said earnestly. "In the future, stop reading those unreliable gossip stories online. Those marketing accounts will make up anything for clicks. If someone said tomorrow that I could punch the earth and stop it from spinning, would you believe it?"

Everyone was laughing so hard they almost cried.

Chen Ye helped Song Yuqi, who was laughing listlessly while leaning on his shoulder, up and handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes.

He turned around immediately.

A cameraman carrying a video camera stood in the corner of the private room.

Chen Ye pointed at the dark camera lens with an extremely serious expression.

"Broadcast that part, don't cut it at all," Chen Ye shouted into the camera.

"I'm putting this out there today. Who's been spreading rumors about me behind my back? You better not let me see you again, or I'll treat you to the same combination of punches Zhang Yixing took!"

Just as everyone had stopped laughing, Chen Ye's sarcastic remark caused them to burst into laughter again.

With Chen Ye's witty remarks, the previous tension and pressure completely disappeared.

Lu Han got up from the backrest, rubbing her stomach which ached from laughing.

"Yezi, if you say you're attacking Yixing, that's not really a big deal." Lu Han raised an eyebrow.

"Those people online have spread even more outrageous rumors. They said that Chao Ge and He Ge got drunk at the dinner table and were beaten up by you. They said you chased He Ge for three blocks with a bottle in your hand."

Chen Ye rolled his eyes.

Was I drunk and out of control? Or was it because I have such a high alcohol tolerance that I made them both black out?

Besides, given Chen He's size, if I chased him with a bottle, could he run three blocks without getting out of breath?

Qin Hailu waved his hand, tears streaming down his face as he laughed.

"How could that be?" Qin Hailu joked. "How could Yezi possibly beat up the three of you? The way you guys stick together, it's a miracle you don't gang up on others."

The dinner party drew to a close amidst the laughter and conversation.

As soon as we got off the plane, no one had much of an appetite. We ate a little and felt full, leaving quite a bit of food on the table.

Lu Han specially asked the waiter to pack two light salads and a soft, chewy bread.

"Could you please pack this and this as well?" Lu Han pointed to the two dishes and communicated with the waiter in English.

Chen Ye watched from the side, shaking his head inwardly.

This guy really doesn't miss any opportunity to curry favor.

His demeanor was so convincing, it was as if he had the words "I am the God of Pure Love" etched onto his forehead.

He couldn't be bothered to care. As a wingman, all he had to do at this point was keep quiet and not cause trouble, and that would be considered a successful mission.

The main group walked downstairs.

It was already very late outside, and Brother Ma and the driver had been waiting in the car.

Everyone got into the car and returned the way they came.

Less than ten minutes later, the car was parked back in front of the guesthouse.

Pushing open the door and stepping inside, I saw a warm yellow floor lamp lit in the living room.

Reba was already asleep in the twin room upstairs, and the guesthouse was quiet.

"Alright, stop lingering in the living room," Qin Hailu said in a low voice. "Hurry up and wash up and go to bed."

Fortunately, this guesthouse is spacious enough with four bathrooms, so there's no need to wait in long lines to wash up.

The girls were quickly assigned rooms.

Song Yuqi went upstairs to take a look and decided to make do with Reba's double room tonight. Xin Zhilei and her younger sister Zhao Zhaoyi chose another room.

The double room was reserved for Qin Lan and Qin Hailu.

Tour guides Hu Xianxu and Wang Anyu moved into the remaining room upstairs.

After nearly an hour of fussing, around 2 a.m., everyone finally finished washing up and went to their rooms.

The corner of the stairs on the first floor.

Chen Ye, wearing a loose set of pajamas and a towel around his neck, pushed open the door to the room known as the "little dark room".

The door was pushed halfway down when it slammed into the foot of the bed.

The room was ridiculously small, with two narrow sofa beds placed side by side, leaving a passageway in the middle that couldn't even fit a box.

People walking inside must turn sideways, like crabs.

Lu Han has already finished taking a bath.

He was sitting cross-legged on the sofa bed inside, scrolling through something on his phone while grinning foolishly.

Without a doubt, he's reminiscing about his glorious moments with Dilraba.

Chen Ye locked the door from the inside.

He glanced up at the corner of the wall. There was a fixed camera with a red light on, specifically used to film celebrities sleeping at night.

Chen Ye walked over, reached out and closed the camera cover, turning off the camera completely.

The room was instantly illuminated only by a small lamp on the bedside table.

Chen Ye turned around.

He looked at Lu Han sitting on the sofa bed, walked to his own bed, and plopped down. The bed creaked.

Chen Ye pointed at Lu Han's nose.

"Hey, Young Master Lu from Beijing, let's end our friendship after we go back to China. Seriously, I can't take this anymore," Chen Ye said. "I'll send a WeChat message to Brother Chao and Chen He in a bit and tell them not to invite me to any of your gatherings in the future."

Lu Han put down her phone, her face full of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Lu Han's eyes widened. "What did I do to upset you again! I worked really hard today, okay!"

Chen Ye sneered and said, "Being your wingman, accompanying you on your shows, and I still have to live separately from my wife!"

One Hundred Little Things About Her, Part 3:

Today, Miss Song bought me a lot of clothes, shoes, and various accessories, claiming that I didn't look good in them and that she was going to give me a new set of clothes. I've decided to give her a new set of clothes too.

We started buying each other clothes, shoes, and various accessories. Later, we realized that my walk-in closet was about to overflow... In the end, we converted a guest bedroom into a simple walk-in closet. Ms. Song said that for now, we won't need to buy clothes for a year, and I think she makes a good point.