Chapter 13: Who’s So Bold?

Seeing that the foot at his calf was still moving around, Fang Zhou stood up to get some more rice.

Better to avoid embarrassment in front of everyone.

He took this chance to glance around at everyone’s clothing.

Next to him were Tang Wan and Liu Hao. Liu Hao was a guy, so it couldn’t be him.

Tang Wan was wearing a skirt, and although it’s early summer, it’s not too hot or cold, so she might be wearing sheer stockings.

But she was just talking to him a moment ago, would she have the presence of mind to tease him?

Fang Zhou was unsure.

Across from him sat Chu Xinran. He immediately ruled her out.

Chu Xinran, the pure campus belle, couldn’t possibly do something like this in public, could she?

That would be harder for her than not winning a music competition.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

That left Qin Yun, who was diagonally opposite him.

Qin Yun hadn’t said a word, just quietly eating.

This was unlike her usual behavior. Could it be her?

Maybe she stayed silent to avoid exposing herself?

Fang Zhou felt confused, returning to his seat with his bowl of rice.

He wanted to use this time to observe everyone’s expressions and find out who was so daring.

Chu Xinran, seeing him look her way, gave him a sweet smile and asked, “Is your juice good?”

Seeing her pure, innocent look, he ruled her out again.

But Qin Yun, sitting next to her, remained motionless, barely touching her food and not noticing his gaze. That was suspicious.

Only Qin Yun could do something like this, right?

This mischievous woman was always two-faced, even teasing his palm in the afternoon.

Fine, he’d have to talk to her later. This was too much.

Especially with so many cameras around, if this went on air, it would be bad.

Fang Zhou refocused on his meal.

Not far away, Dong Donghui was trying to serve food to Han Xi, but she refused with a look.

Dong Donghui’s hand, mid-air, circled back to his own bowl.

This drew laughter from the live audience.

“Hahaha, I’m dying. The boss tried to serve the lady boss and failed.”

“Dong Donghui: Why is this dating show harder than business negotiations?”

“LOL, I saw Tang Wan serve Fang Zhou quite smoothly. Betting on this CP!”

“Here we go with the CP again. Too early, sis. I’m betting on the boss duo!”

Sun Haotian, a bit tipsy after two drinks, rolled up his sleeves, ready to sing for everyone.

Being a Northeasterner, his hospitality was evident.

“Hey, if no one minds, I can sing ‘The Big Flower Sedan.'”

Everyone applauded, following the principle of enjoying the show.

Regardless of his singing, anyone brave enough to perform live in front of thousands deserved respect.

Getting into it, Sun Haotian started calling people out.

“Sisi, you’re a star. Why not sing a song?”

The first one he called was Qiao Sisi.

She had been eating, now setting down her chopsticks, feeling like she was being asked to perform at a family gathering.

Qiao Sisi mentally rolled her eyes, thinking: Brother, I’m an actress, not a singer. Why ask me to sing?

But she maintained her smile, politely declining, “I’m not very good at singing, let’s skip it.”

Having faced rejection from Han Xi and now Qiao Sisi, Sun Haotian was perplexed.

Why were the female guests so hard to handle today?

Weren’t dating show female guests supposed to be pretty and easygoing?

He forced a laugh, not wanting to embarrass himself, and looked at Fang Zhou, who had finished eating.

“Fang Zhou, why don’t you sing a song?”

His pleading eyes practically said: Help me out, brother, don’t let me lose face.

Caught off guard, Fang Zhou found the ball tossed to him.

Before he could refuse, Sun Haotian had everyone chanting.

“Sing a song! Sing a song!”

“Sing a song! Sing a song!”

Fang Zhou felt the pressure, unable to decline.

Sun Haotian walked over, whispering, “Brother, I owe you one.”

He held up two fingers in front of Fang Zhou’s face.

Fang Zhou’s eyes lit up. Two thousand? Not a bad deal.

He held up four fingers, watching Sun Haotian’s reaction.

Sun Haotian gritted his teeth, making an OK gesture, and Fang Zhou understood.

He stood up, clearing his throat, “Since Brother Haotian is so enthusiastic, I can’t refuse. Excuse my poor performance.”

The production team had prepared guitars and ukuleles in the villa’s living room for moments like this.

Fang Zhou grabbed a guitar, adjusted the tuning, and got ready.

Everyone turned to watch, the cameras focusing on him.

The soothing melody calmed the room.

“She realized the lonely were about to leave, so she prayed to the dusk.”

“Until at night she turned and heard, the sorrowful weeping.”

“A kind-hearted girl, with long hair draped over her shoulders.”

His clear, magnetic voice filled the room, like a salty sea breeze, touching everyone’s hearts.

People imagined a long-haired girl in a green dress standing on the white sand, smiling at everyone with the world’s most beautiful smile.

Her name was Lilian.

Fang Zhou’s soft, gentle singing seemed afraid to scare Lilian away.

Everyone slowed their breathing, joining Fang Zhou in searching for the girl named Lilian.

The live audience was mesmerized.

“It’s so beautiful, I’m crying. My mom asked why I’m kneeling to watch a dating show!”

“Oh my god, Fang Zhou is amazing. Isn’t he a gaming streamer? Why does he sing like a professional?”

“I declare Fang Zhou my new favorite! I’ll always be on his leaderboard!”

The female guests had varied expressions, captivated by the song.

Lilian symbolized a pure, singular love.

In a corner, a woman clenched her clothes, silently asking: Fang Zhou, who is the Lilian in your heart?