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When Wang Zhengyu said, "Let's play a little game," Deng Chao, who had just been full of enthusiasm, froze on the spot.

The smile on his face hadn't completely faded; his lips were twitching and stuck there, looking really off.

"No." Deng Chao swallowed.

"Old Wang, can you please stop with that creepy smile? It's scaring me."

Chen He stood to the side with his arms crossed, rolling his eyes.

"Brother Chao, is this the first day you've met him?" Chen He's face was full of disdain.

"He's like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—he's got a lot of bad intentions. Every time Old Deng says he's playing a game, it's not like he's trying to skin us alive!"

Chen Ye sat on the sofa, playing with Song Yuqi's fingers, and chuckled.

"Be more confident, Brother He."

"Is he skinning us? He's planning to put us in a pot and stew us, bones and all."

Wang Zhengyu is one of the most effective directors when it comes to creating entertaining content for variety shows.

Give him a script, and he can drive the guests to depression.

The sudden introduction of these mini-games is definitely an attempt to sabotage them on the way to JingD Town.

"Alright, alright, stop playing the victim with me."

Wang Zhengyu waved his hand and said.

"Hurry up and go to your room to pack your personal belongings. Bring your chargers and such. Don't worry about your large suitcases; the production team will send someone to transport them directly."

Everyone sighed in dismay.

The group of people dragged themselves upstairs to their rooms.

Chen Ye led Song Yuqi at the very back.

As Chen Ye passed by Lu Han, he glanced at him.

The kid remained in that withdrawn posture, holding a thermos in his hand, staring blankly at the floor, completely dazed.

This guy didn't sleep well last night, and then he was bombarded with a barrage of sad love songs this morning, so his mental state is worrying right now.

"Brother Lu." Chen Ye kicked the top of his shoe with his foot.

"Let's go get our things."

Lu Han slowly turned her head, her eyes bloodshot.

He glanced at Chen Ye with a lingering look, stood up without a word, and floated upstairs like a ghost.

Chen Ye watched his retreating figure and chuckled.

My mental resilience is still lacking; I need to practice more.

Ten minutes later.

People, carrying chargers and small backpacks, gradually gathered on the first floor.

Pushing open the door of the guesthouse, the familiar Coaster bus from the production crew was already parked at the entrance.

Everyone filed in.

Chen Ye pulled Song Yuqi to sit down in the second-to-last row.

As soon as he settled in, Chen Ye leaned out and locked his gaze on Wang Zhengyu, who was sitting in the front passenger seat.

"Old Wang."

Chen Ye tapped the seat with his fingers.

"Just tell us the truth, what kind of weird game are we going to play? Tell us in advance so we can be mentally prepared. If it's too perverted, I'm going to jump out of the car halfway and run away with my wife."

Song Yuqi, suppressing a laugh, grabbed Chen Ye's arm in perfect cooperation, striking a pose as if she were about to flee for her life.

Deng Chao, Chen He, and Tao Zhe in the front rows all perked up their ears.

Wang Zhengyu turned his head, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, his eyes crinkled with wrinkles.

"Yezi, you're judging a gentleman by your own petty standards."

Wang Zhengyu boasts shamelessly.

"This is a publicly funded trip, mainly for relaxation. Games aren't really an option yet. Everyone, take a nap on the bus first, and we'll set off."

After saying that, Wang Zhengyu turned around and adopted a posture of refusing to communicate.

Chen Ye twitched the corner of his mouth.

The old fox plays the game of cat and mouse.

Since Lao Wang refused to say, Chen Ye didn't bother asking anymore.

The bus slowly started moving.

Within ten minutes, the carriage fell silent.

Chen He leaned back in his seat, his mouth open, and began to snore very regularly.

Deng Chao and Tao Zhe slept peacefully, their heads close together.

Lu Han sat on a single seat, pulled the hood of her sweatshirt tightly over her head, and wore noise-canceling headphones, completely isolating herself from the noisy world.

Chen Ye adjusted his posture to make Song Yuqi more comfortable.

Song Yuqi pressed herself against Chen Ye, burying her face in the crook of his neck, wrapping her arms around his waist, and her breathing gradually became even.

Feeling the warmth in his arms, Chen Ye closed his eyes and drifted into a light sleep.

The bus was traveling smoothly on the highway.

"Attention passengers! Attention passengers!"

A piercing sound exploded in the carriage.

Chen Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

Chen He was jolted awake and almost rolled off his seat.

Deng Chao rubbed his eyes and looked around blankly.

Wang Zhengyu, holding a portable megaphone, stood in the middle of the aisle, smiling as he looked at the crowd who had just been forcibly turned on.

"Old Wang, are you crazy?!" Chen He cried out in despair, grabbing his hair. "He was sleeping soundly, why are you trying to wake him up?!"

Wang Zhengyu ignored Chen He's protest and cleared his throat.

"It's already afternoon." Wang Zhengyu clapped his hands. "Is everyone hungry?"

Chen He perked up instantly at the mention of food.

He touched his deflated stomach and swallowed.

"I'm really hungry. Where are we? Is there anything to eat?"

Deng Chao peeked out the window.

"This road sign... Gold H?" Deng Chao was taken aback.

"Old Wang, didn't you say you were going to Jiangxi Province? Why did you end up in Jinhua, Zhejiang Province?"

Wang Zhengyu pushed up his glasses, his face full of self-righteousness.

"The journey to Jiangxi Province is long, we can't travel on an empty stomach."

Wang Zhengyu was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"Since we're passing through JinH, how can we not try the local specialties?"

"Everyone's heard of Golden H Ham, right? Let's have a good meal here today, rest a bit, and then continue our journey."

Upon hearing that there would be a local specialty meal, and judging from the tone of their voices, the production team was paying for it, everyone's eyes lit up.

Chen Ye leaned back in his seat, coldly watching Wang Zhengyu frantically make empty promises.

This old weasel was unusually kind today.

Soon, the Coaster bus stopped in front of a quaint old building.

The huge wooden signboard has three large characters written on it in a flamboyant style: Lao Jin H.

Everyone pushed open the car door, stretched, and got out.

This is a local restaurant with a distinct Jiangnan water town style, featuring blue bricks and black tiles, upturned eaves, and two strings of large red lanterns hanging at the entrance.

Stepping inside reveals a completely different world. There are small bridges over flowing water, artificial mountains and bonsai, and the air is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood and a subtle aroma of meat.

The fragrance went straight into my nose.

Chen He took two deep breaths, his mouth practically watering.

"It smells so good, Lao Wang. You did a good job today."

The waitresses, dressed in elegant cheongsams, led everyone to the backyard.

The restaurant's private rooms are quite unique; they are pavilions built on an artificial lake.

The room was draped with gauze curtains, and inside was a huge round table.

Everyone sat down around the table.

Wang Zhengyu walked to the table and slammed a thick menu onto the center of the table.

"Everyone."

Wang Zhengyu waved his hand.

"Our production team has already arranged a few signature dishes in advance. As for the rest, feel free to order whatever you like. This meal is on me."

These words were spoken.

The pavilion fell silent instantly, save for the distant sound of flowing water.

Chen Ye's eyelids twitched violently.

He stared at Wang Zhengyu, scrutinizing him intently.

unusual.

This is very abnormal.

Given Wang Zhengyu's stingy nature, how could he now let them order whatever they wanted?

Chen Ye sneered and leaned forward.

"Old Wang."

Chen Ye stared into his eyes.

"We're all seasoned foxes, why are you playing these old tricks on me? Tell me the truth, why are you being so nice to us today? What are you up to?"

"That's right!" Deng Chao realized as well, and protectively covered his chest.

"Old Wang, you're not thinking of selling us to illegal brick kilns to work illegally, are you?"

Chen He's hands were trembling as he held the menu.

"Yeah, what exactly are you going to do to make things difficult for us?" Chen He said with a mournful face. "Just tell me directly, this meal made me feel uneasy."

Wang Zhengyu spread his hands, his face full of aggrieved expression, like snow falling in June.

"I'm really fine!"

Wang Zhengyu patted his chest and guaranteed it.

"I, Wang Zhengyu, am a man of my word. Today, I'm simply treating everyone to a meal. You can order whatever you want; I'll pay for whatever's expensive."

Chen Ye narrowed his eyes.

"OK."

Chen Ye grabbed the menu.

"Why not eat it if it's free? Brother He, order the food, pick the most expensive dishes, let's eat him out of house and home."

"Alright!" Chen He immediately perked up.

Since Wang Zhengyu has spoken, then don't blame them for acting like idiots.

Five minutes later, almost all the signature dishes on the menu had been ordered.

Wang Zhengyu stood by and watched without even blinking, instead urging the waiter to hurry up and serve the dishes.

Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping on the table.

The alarm bells in my heart have already rung at the highest level.

The less worried Old Wang is, the bigger the hole he'll dig later.

The cost of this meal was nothing to Lao Wang.

Fine, so be it.

The group drank tea and chatted casually.

About ten minutes later.

A clear, crisp sound of a gong came from outside the courtyard.

Immediately following, accompanied by a festive suona horn, two burly men dressed in traditional Chinese jackets and mandarin jackets walked over, one in front of the other, carrying a small red sedan chair.

The sight left everyone in the pavilion stunned.

The bridal sedan chair was carried directly to the pavilion.

The burly man at the front shouted, "Lift the sedan chair! Serve the food!"

The red cloth covering the bridal sedan chair was lifted.

Inside was a huge black earthenware casserole, surrounded by a circle of exquisite side dishes.

At this moment, Wang Mian stepped forward with a small notebook and acted as a commentator.

"Gentlemen," Wang Mian cleared his throat, "this is a local specialty of Jin H, and the way this bridal sedan chair is brought in is quite special."

Song Yuqi was amused by the way the dishes were served in the bridal sedan chair.

She always loved joining in the fun, and now her eyes lit up as she tugged at Chen Ye's sleeve and swayed back and forth.

"Chen Ye, look!" Song Yuqi pointed at the bridal sedan chair, excitedly lowering her voice.

"This looks so fun!"

Chen Ye looked at her adorable, naive appearance and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"How silly." Chen Ye chuckled and teased.

The waiter stepped forward, wearing heat-resistant gloves, and carefully placed the huge casserole on the table.

The lid of the casserole was lifted.

With a "boom," an extremely rich and mellow aroma of meat instantly filled the pavilion.

White steam billowed and rose upwards.

"Our first signature dish is Jin H's Special Ham and Duck Stew!" the waiter introduced with a smile.

The broth had an extremely tempting golden color, with tender, stewed duck meat and thick slices of golden H ham bubbling together.

Chen He's drool was really coming out this time.

The sound of him swallowing was so loud that even Chen Ye, who was sitting opposite him, could hear it clearly.

Then, the waiters brought out other dishes in quick succession.

"Hot and Sour Sea Cucumber Soup!"

"Honey-glazed Ham!"

Steamed wild mandarin fish!

A whole table was piled high with food.

The color and aroma are simply a paradise for carb lovers.

Lu Han snapped out of her daze, staring intently at the dishes on the table, her stomach rumbling in protest.

"This treatment!" Deng Chao rubbed his hands together, his eyes shining. "Old Wang, I forgive you for the torment you caused us before."

Chen Ye didn't stand on ceremony and picked up his chopsticks to serve Song Yuqi a duck leg first.

Just as everyone's chopsticks were suspended in mid-air, ready to charge at the table of delicacies.

Wang Zhengyu's soft voice rang out from the side.

Wang Zhengyu stood by the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

His face once again displayed that lewd smile that sent chills down everyone's spine.

He looked at this group of lambs to the slaughter, their minds already blinded by the allure of food.

"Everyone, eat up!"

Wang Zhengyu paused, his tone revealing a viciousness that suggested he had everything under control.

"After we finish eating...we'll play that little game again."

Chen Ye's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

He looked at the sumptuous meal in front of him, then at Wang Zhengyu's smug face.

It’s over.

This is absolutely a death sentence!

Chen Ye turned his head and looked at Chen He, who was preparing to pick up a sea cucumber.

"Brother He." Chen Ye's lips twitched.

"What's wrong?" Chen He asked, looking at him blankly while holding the sea cucumber.

Chen Ye put down his chopsticks and sighed softly.

"Eat more. I reckon after this meal, we'll be on our way."