Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Breakfast was indeed distributed according to the order in which people woke up.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei got up the earliest and were assigned to find firewood. Lu Yu and Song Xijin were third and were assigned to make the staple food.

The other two groups were assistants.

Lu Yu thought for a moment, and realized that she had just picked some pumpkins yesterday, which were piled up in the corner.

He went over and picked an old pumpkin, peeled and cut it into chunks, rinsed the millet, put it in a clay pot on the stove, and simmered it over low heat.

They broke off a few more fresh ears of corn and threw them into the large pot next to them to cook.

The production team had originally expected him to make steamed buns and dumplings, but Lu Yu didn't take the bait.

With so many people, it would take at least two hours to prepare the filling, knead the dough, and roll out the wrappers. It's not worth the trouble to put on such a show, and he's not here to perform on the program.

In fact, if he could, he would only cook for Song Xijin and himself.

Pumpkin porridge with boiled corn, along with side dishes prepared by other groups, was enough for breakfast. They were filming a program on location, and in this kind of environment and under these conditions, how could they possibly have a lavish meal every day?

Breakfast was ready, and the four pairs of guests sat down around the long table.

The pumpkin porridge was golden and thick, and the corn was very tender, cooked until the kernels were plump.

Guan Shuwei took a bite of corn, his eyes lighting up: "This corn is sweet!"

"They were freshly picked from the field." Lu Yu picked half an ear of corn for Song Xijin, and put the other half on her own plate. "They're the ones we picked yesterday, and the pumpkin too."

Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu were the assistants, bringing up the washed cucumbers and chopped pickled vegetables. Bai Lu also thoughtfully placed small dishes in front of each person.

After Gu Zhixing sat down, he glanced at the pot of porridge, then turned to Lu Yu for advice: "Your porridge is beautifully cooked. Should the pumpkin be added first or last?"

Lu Yu looked up and said, "Add it to the porridge with the rice and cook until the pumpkin dissolves completely and there are no more chunks left."

Gu Zhixing nodded, though it was unclear whether he had truly memorized it.

Bai Lu stirred the porridge in her bowl and laughed at him from the side, "Why do you need to remember this? You're not the one who cooks at home."

"Learn from me." Gu Zhixing handed her an ear of corn. "I'll make it for you when I have time, even if I'm not on set."

Bai Lu paused for a moment, took the corn without saying a word, and took a sip of the porridge that had cooled down to a warm temperature.

Tang Simian took a couple of sips of porridge, then suddenly sighed, looking a little disappointed: "Thinking that I'm leaving today, I'm actually a little reluctant to go."

After breakfast, there were no recording tasks in the morning, and the afternoon was free time.

Of course, cameras were also following them throughout this time.

The farm is surrounded by mountains and water, but the sun is too scorching; at the end of June, the sun makes the ground scorching hot.

Before leaving the house, Lu Yu pressed Song Xijin into a chair and carefully applied sunscreen to him.

I squeezed sunscreen into my palm and applied it to my face and neck first, and then even behind my ears.

Song Xijin tilted her head back and let him do as he pleased, her eyes squinting, and she wrinkled her nose when the smear touched it.

Lu Yu straightened his head, "Don't move, apply it carefully."

"It's a little itchy."

"Then you do it yourself."

Song Xijin immediately stopped moving. He liked Lu Yu to apply sunscreen for him. Even before they were officially together, Lu Yu had applied sunscreen for him.

After applying sunscreen, Lu Yu put the fisherman's hat he had brought on his head, pulling the brim down low, before letting him go out.

The four groups each did their own thing.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei couldn't stay still for a minute. The couple ran around the reservoir and then had a race to climb the back mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, Jiang Yunyun was a little exhausted and was panting with her hands on her knees. Guan Shuwei was standing above waiting for her and took her water bottle over.

Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu did not go hiking.

Bai Lu brought a camera with her when she came. The two of them walked slowly along the lotus pond, stopping from time to time to take pictures of Gu Zhixing.

Gu Zhixing initially maintained his airs as a movie star, but Bai Lu directed him, saying things like, "Move a little to the left" and "Tuck your chin in a little, have you gained some weight recently?"

As he took photos, he relaxed and sat on a rock by the lotus pond to get into the mood.

Although the room that was the worst last night wasn't very nice, it somehow broke the ice between the two of them.

Wen Xuyan found a big tree and sat under its shade to write songs.

Tang Simian couldn't sit still, so she rolled up her trousers and went down into the fishpond, determined to catch fish with her bare hands and avenge her previous humiliation.

After trying to catch fish for half an hour, he didn't catch any and got covered in mud. In the end, Wen Xuyan pulled him ashore and made him wash his hands and feet by the well.

The observers weren't idle either.

Qi Yue and Liu Yi rented two fishing rods and fished all morning without catching anything.

Jiang Wenjun and Mu Qing were drinking tea under the pergola, chatting casually.

Lu Yu and Song Xijin also went fishing.

There wasn't much in these mountains that interested them; they couldn't compare to the abundant resources in the mountains of Yunnan Province, where they could find plenty of good stuff.

Moreover, it was too hot, and Lu Yu was afraid that Song Xijin would feel uncomfortable from the sun, so she didn't want to make him go through all that trouble.

The two found a shady spot on the steps by the reservoir. Lu Yu rented a fishing rod, cast the line, and waited quietly.

Song Xijin sat next to him, wearing the fisherman's hat, leaning on Lu Yu's shoulder as they watched the buoys on the water.

A moment later, he turned his head to look at the person next to him.

The water was still, the float remained motionless, and occasionally a dragonfly would land, touch it briefly, and then fly away.

"Can they really catch anything? I don't see much movement from their side." Song Xijin glanced at Qi Yue and the others.

"It doesn't matter whether I catch any fish or not, I'll just keep myself occupied." Lu Yu hadn't originally planned to catch many fish.

Before long, the float started to move.

Lu Yu quickly grabbed the landing net next to him and lifted the rod; a palm-sized crucian carp flashed silver in the air.

Song Xijin was even happier than him and immediately stood up to take pictures.

He immediately sent the message to his small group chat with Tan Yao and the others: "Lu Yu is amazing, he caught a fish in less than ten minutes."

No one responded to him in the group for half a day.

They hadn't seen Song Xijin this excited when they caught such large grouper and yellow croaker while sea fishing before.

At 4 PM, everyone gathered to take a final group photo, marking the official end of the recording.

When taking the group photo, the production team let the four pairs of guests stand anywhere.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei stood side by side, their hands secretly clasped behind their backs. Gu Zhixing had his arm around Bai Lu's shoulder, and Bai Lu leaned her head a little closer.

Tang Simian jumped high, making a peace sign, and Wen Xuyan reached out to protect her from behind.

Lu Yu and Song Xijin stood at the far end, with Song Xijin's hand on Lu Yu's shoulder and Lu Yu's arm around his waist.

The two of them tilted their heads, said something, and both had a smile on their faces.

After the recording of the program ended, Lu Yu drove back to the city center.

Not long after the car left the farm, he noticed that the person next to him was listless, leaning against the back of the seat with his eyelids half-closed, and hadn't said a word the whole way.

The schedule for the past two days has been really tight, and I had to get up early to do tasks with a group of strangers.

For Song Xijin, who usually has a regular schedule and doesn't like socializing with unfamiliar people, this was indeed a bit of an overload.

While waiting at a red light, Lu Yu reached out and grabbed Song Xijin's hand, giving it a squeeze.

"I won't do this kind of variety show again."

Song Xijin lifted her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Coming once in a while isn't a problem," he said awkwardly, "but definitely not too often."

He then quickly added a comment.

"I'll do anything as long as I'm with you."

Lu Yu gripped the steering wheel and spoke after a while.

"We'll see."

In any case, he didn't want Song Xijin to go through this kind of trouble any longer in the short term.

After a while, Song Xijin recovered and took out her phone to look at the photos she had taken that day.

As he flipped through the photos, he couldn't resist setting one of them as his new screensaver.

Lu Yu caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye and asked, "Which one?"

"you guess."

"The one about fishing?"

"Not entirely correct." Song Xijin placed her phone face down on her lap, keeping everyone in suspense. "I'll show you when we get home."

It was indeed the one by the reservoir, but not the one Lu Yu thought it was.

The two people sat shoulder to shoulder on the steps. He was wearing a fisherman's hat and leaned his head on Lu Yu's shoulder. Neither of them looked at the camera.

This photo was taken by their director and posted in a temporary group chat.

Song Xijin saved the photo after seeing it.

Back home, the two of them rested for a day without going anywhere, and slept until they naturally woke up in the morning.

I didn't cook in the afternoon; I ordered takeout and spent the whole afternoon lounging on the sofa watching old movies.

That evening, Tan Yao called to invite Song Xijin for drinks.

Lu Yu has work tonight, a live stream for a brand she endorses, and she can't leave for the time being.

Song Xijin went by herself.

Same old place.

As soon as Song Xijin entered, several people in the booth smiled at him.

"Oh, you're here?" Feng Zhounan said, taking the cigarette from his lips. "Where's your fishing expert? Didn't you bring him?"

Tan Yao, holding his wine glass, said with a mischievous grin, "Xi Jin, you peel garlic pretty well."

The group of people were talking amongst themselves, all because of that variety show and the leaked photos circulating online a couple of days ago.

Song Xijin took off his suit jacket, draped it over the back of the sofa, sat down, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Enough with the nonsense. You guys are really showing off. Are you going to drink or not?" He looked up at Tan Yao and the others. "If you're not going to drink, I'm leaving."

One look was enough to shut several people up.

But Feng Zhounan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Tan Yao kicked him under the table.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." Tan Yao raised his hand in surrender, filled Song Xijin's glass, and said, "To be honest, Xijin, we really didn't expect you to go on a variety show."

"It's all for Lu Yu." Song Xijin picked up her wine glass, not feeling ashamed at all.

After laughing and joking for a while, Tan Yao suddenly leaned over and lowered his voice: "Xi Jin, I have something serious to ask you."

"explain."

"You and Lu Yu have been together for almost two years now. You've met each other's families, and you've even been on dating shows." Tan Yao winked. "When are you going to get married?"

Song Xijin paused for a moment, holding his wine glass. Only he knew about Lu Yu's affair.

The two years Tan Yao mentioned included the previous two years; in his eyes, the previous six months didn't count at all. He was afraid Lu Yu would bring it up, as he wouldn't know how to explain it.

Fortunately, Lu Yu never asked.

However, he had considered the matter that Tan Yao mentioned.

"We'll see." Song Xijin tilted his head back and drank the wine, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He was still thinking that he would wait for Lu Yu to bring it up first.

When Lu Yuzhen really wanted to spend her life with him.

The main reason is that Lu Yu is currently in the rising phase of her career. If they were to get married, Song Xijin estimated that he wouldn't let Lu Yu go out for months at a time.

He's not in a hurry.

Anyway, the person is his, sooner or later, it's his.

After several rounds of drinks, the conversation finally got serious.

"Oh, right," Tan Yao suddenly remembered something and leaned towards Song Xijin, "my brother has been acting a bit strange lately."

Song Xijin turned her head and glanced at him.

He naturally knew who the "brother" Tan Yao was talking about was, but he had completely forgotten about Tan Yanshan.

He wouldn't have remembered this if Tan Yao hadn't mentioned it today.

"How is it strange?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it." Tan Yao frowned and downed the drink in his glass in one gulp. "I asked him out several times, but he wouldn't come. When I went to his company to look for him, wow, he gave me quite a fright."

He'd lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were covered in dark circles. When asked, he said he hadn't slept well.

Song Xijin swirled the wine in her glass without replying.

He knew a little bit about Tan Yanshan's feelings for him.

But that happened last year. He made a move against the Tan family, so Tan Yanshan probably wouldn't dare to cause any trouble.

"Maybe the company is busy," Song Xijin said dismissively.

The troubles he caused the Tan family will take several years to recover from, so it's understandable that Tan Yanshan is in a bad state.

Tan Yao scratched his head, thinking that Song Xijin's words made some sense: "Maybe."

That was the end of it.

When Song Xijin returned home, Lu Yu's live stream had just ended.

She had already removed her makeup and was sitting on the sofa in her pajamas, waiting for him. The TV was on, but the volume was low.

"You're back?" Lu Yu turned off the TV.

He was originally going to pick up Song Xijin, but when he called, Song Xijin said she had brought a driver and there was no need for him to make the trip.

"Mm." Song Xijin changed her shoes, walked over and sat down next to him, leaning her whole body on his shoulder.

"How much did you drink?" Lu Yu tilted her head to smell it, then touched his forehead and ears.

It's a little hot, but not too serious.

"Two or three cups." Song Xijin said with her eyes closed. "Tan Yao and the others watched the variety show we were on."

"Did they make fun of you?" Lu Yu turned her face and kissed his forehead.

"They wouldn't dare," Song Xijin scoffed. "One look from me and they all shut up."

Lu Yu chuckled softly, raised her hand to ruffle his hair, and waited for him to calm down before carrying him to take a bath.

"Love Observation Room" airs once a week.

Since the show started airing, Song Yuanming and Zhou Qing have watched every single episode.

It was Zhou Qing who wanted to see it at first.

My son is on a dating reality show, how could I, as a mother, not watch it?

After watching the first episode, which featured only a mundane and uneventful relationship, Zhou Qing wiped away tears several times.

Song Yuanming sat next to him, saying, "What's so interesting about a variety show?"

But his body was honest; he followed Zhou Qing through episode after episode until the very end.

Zhou Qing has remarked several times, "Xiao Lu is such a caring child. Xi Jin is never like this in front of us."

Before we knew it, the final episode had aired.

That evening, after the elderly couple finished dinner, Zhou Qingwan pushed them and sat down on the sofa.

They also had the nanny cut a plate of fruit and brew a pot of tea.

"Old Song, hurry up," she urged Song Yuanming in the study, "It's about to begin."

Song Yuanming came out of the study, sat down on the sofa, and put on his glasses.

While waiting for the opening credits, Zhou Qing nudged her husband with her elbow.

"Old Song, you said Lu and Xi Jin have been dating for almost two years now, right?"

"Um."

"When do you think these two kids plan to get things done? Or haven't they even considered that possibility yet?"

Song Yuanming watched TV and said, "Let the children decide their own affairs."

"I was just asking." Zhou Qing shoved the peeled orange into his hand. "Don't you want to hug me...?"

She stopped the car abruptly halfway through her sentence.

Why would I hug my two sons?

Song Yuanming glanced at her: "What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing," Zhou Qing said casually as he sipped his tea. "It's just that it's been a long time since we've had a happy occasion in our family."