The Love Reality Show's Big Boss and Little Sweetie - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Pursuing Love

[Mu Chi truly manages to surprise everyone every day]

[The Great Demon King isn’t really going to take Mu Chi’s surname, is he???]

[By the way, why is Mu Chi so enthusiastic? / Crying and laughing]

[This is a contest between men, he can’t admit defeat]

【Just a quick chat】…

Contrary to everyone’s assumptions, Mu Chi didn’t care about a contest between men at all; he only cared about whether Qi Liao could have his last name.

Embracing the principle that labor is the most glorious, Mu Chi worked even harder. All the cameras in the corner are focused on him, and the follow-camera crew runs back and forth. The live broadcast studio is bustling with activity, selecting dramatic scenes to air.

Seeing Mu Chi mopping the entire second floor, scrubbing the steps one by one, Hao Wenrou tried to stop him: “Mu Ge, don’t mop the floor anymore. Qi Ge was just joking. Don’t take it seriously.”

Mu Chi expressionlessly dunked the mop head into the bucket to rinse it, then adopted a serious tone: “This is a contest between men.”

“…”

No one stopped him anymore; they just followed him like a tail.

As it turned out, passion couldn’t sustain a weak body. Mu Chi didn’t feel it when he was bending over to mop the floor, but when he suddenly straightened up, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, with stars bursting before his eyes, and his whole body swaying unsteadily.

Hao Wenrou and Ying Xuan immediately stepped forward to support him.

Mu Chi began to sweat, his limbs felt weak, and his stomach felt empty with a hint of nausea. He was helped to sit on the sofa, and Xu Wuxing went to make him a cup of glucose water. Mu Chi managed to gather his strength to hold the cup and drank it in large gulps.

After finishing the water, he lay down and took a while to recover, feeling deeply disappointed in his weak body.

Mu Chi looked troubled and said to Qi Liao, “I’ve lost. I’ll take your surname and call myself Qi Zhi Chi.”

Qi Liao snorted, “Qi Zhi Chi? More like Qi Zhi Chi, the disgrace.”

Mu Chi: “…”

【Hahaha, Qi Zhi-chi】

  [The Great Devil is so bad]

【Mu Chi’s expression hahaha】

Clearly, Mu Chi didn’t want to be called Qi Zhi-chi; it was too humiliating.

Qi Liao let him off the hook, “Call yourself whatever you want; it’s none of my business.”

Mu Chi feigned weakness for a moment, thinking to himself, I’ll show you; see if you can still mock me.

This little incident was brushed aside. Qi Liao didn’t pursue it, and Mu Chi pretended it never happened. He recognized his current strength and knew he couldn’t go against Qi Liao.

Seeing Mu Chi lying there like a dead fish, the viewers watching the live stream were laughing their heads off. What a self-defeating moment.

Mu Chi’s fans were still trying to save face: “The male god just had a momentary lapse in judgment!”

Once his low blood sugar subsided, Mu Chi was a lively young man again. However, the boy had to hold the book and create a persona, and this pretentious task could not be neglected.

As Mu Chi stared at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, his mind wandered off.

Xu Wuxing curiously asked, “Mu Ge, what are you looking at?”

Mu Chi snapped back to reality, “Oh, the crystal chandelier, twinkling like stars.”

“Like stars,” Xu Wuxing blinked his big, sparkling eyes, looking at Mu Chi expectantly, “Is that right?”

Mu Chi nodded.

Xu Wuxing said again: “I really envy them for being looked at so affectionately by you, while I am just an inconspicuous star in the corner.”

Mu Chi: “…” Who is this artistic and melancholic young man?

As Xu Wuxing had hoped, Mu Chi looked at him and couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

Mu Chi thought for a moment, “I believe you are the brightest star on the stage.”

Happiness came too suddenly, and Xu Wuxing was almost knocked out, “Mu Ge…”

“Call me brother, and we’re brothers.” Mu Chi recalled the term he had just learned on Weibo, “I’ll give you a shoutout.”

Xu Wuxing’s happiness hadn’t even had time to sink in before it shattered with a crack, “Brother?”

Mu Chi patted Xu Wuxing on the shoulder and said in a brotherly way, “You’re my forever brother.”

“…………”

【I think I heard the sound of a young man’s heart breaking】

【Damn it, I got it wrong】

【Mu Rou CP won】

【It’s still too early to tell. In other dating shows, there were also two people who were just brothers at first, and they ended up together.】

Xu Wuxing was indeed devastated. He walked away in a daze, but then turned back unwillingly, “Mu Ge, you treat everyone as brothers, without distinction right?”

Mu Chi mentally excluded Qi Liao and said, “Of course, you’re all my good brothers.”

Xu Wuxing was very satisfied with this answer. Since everyone started from the same point, it all depended on their own ability to win the man of their dreams.

The others didn’t react much to Mu Chi’s answer. Dating shows, after all, were all about creating hype. You might not feel anything for someone today, but be madly in love with them tomorrow; you might be very interested in them today, but go your separate ways tomorrow.

After lunch, the afternoon activities began.

Ying Xuan said, “We’re out of eggs in the fridge. Let’s go to the county town to buy some.”

Lucas sighed, “It’s a 30-kilometer drive, which will take a while.”

Hao Wenrou said, “It does take a lot of effort to go back and forth.”

Lucas said, “Meat, eggs, and milk are a must every day. Otherwise, what’s the point of living.”

Qi Liao had already come out with the car keys, “I’ll go there. If you need anything else, send me a WeChat message.”

Lucas immediately said, “I need a pack of underwear, size 3XL, because I’m on the larger side.”

Qi Liao: “…”

Others: “…”

Netizens were overwhelmed by the sass that overflowed the screen: [… so hod] [Too hod] [Lucas is indeed the hottest]

Qi Liao retorted lightly, “I don’t buy any privacy products.”

Lucas: ““Underwear is considered private? I often wear underwear on the catwalk”

Xu Wuxing complained: “You’re a model, but others aren’t.”

Lucas shrugged, “Alright, you guys are just too conservative.”

Mu Chi admitted that he was not a conservative person. He wanted to pursue love boldly, so he raised his hand and said, “I’m going too.”

Qi Liao glanced over, “What are you going to do?”

Mu Chi said confidently, “I’m going for a drive, and I won’t run around in the car.”

Qi Liao’s lips curled slightly, “You know you’ll run around.”

Hao Wenrou said, “I’m going too. I want to buy some daily necessities.”

Xu Wuxing raised his hand, “I’m going too, I’m going too.”

Qi Liao’s joy vanished, “Do you think this is a spring outing?”

Even if he said that, Mu Chi decided to go, and Hao Wenrou and Xu Wuxing had to go. Lucas didn’t care and asked Hao Wenrou to buy him some underwear.

Ying Xuan said, “If possible, bring me two packs of cigarettes.”

Qi Liao agreed and took the three “children” to the street.

The massive SUV could easily carry five or six people, and Mu Chi grabbed the best seat—the front passenger seat.

Qi Liao sat in the driver’s seat, glanced at him, said nothing, started the engine, shifted into gear, and stepped on the gas, speeding off like a cheetah racing across the grasslands.

But this was in the mountains, and Mu Chi was nearly scared out of his wits by Qi Liao’s sharp turns. The production crew following behind was sweating profusely and had no choice but to use the communication device installed in the SUV to call out, “Slow down!”

Qi Liao slowed down, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and showed a hint of impatience, annoyed that the car behind was too slow.

Hao Wenrou and Xu Wuxing were both still shaken. Xu Wuxing admired, “Qi Ge is truly a race car driver. At this speed, anyone else would have flipped the car.”

Qi Liao replied, “That’s only medium speed.”

“Then full speed must be like a rocket!”

“Pretty much.”

Hao Wenrou felt dizzy: “It seems I can’t ride in a manned spacecraft. Mu Ge, how are you?”

Mu Chi: “…”

“Mu Ge?”

Mu Chi’s face paled as he managed to say, “Pull over. I feel like throwing up.”

Qi Liao: “…”

As the car stopped, Mu Chi rushed out and vomited. This time, the liquid wasn’t pink, but purple. Xu Wuxing exclaimed, “Brother Mu, you’ve been poisoned. This time, it’s real!”

Qi Liao walked over with a bottle of mineral water, “It’s the mulberries he ate after lunch.”

Mu Chi felt much better after vomiting. He took the mineral water bottle and found it had been unscrewed, causing his brows to relax and a small smile appear.

He rinsed his mouth several times. The production team’s car caught up. Mu Chi quickly said, “It’s okay,” but his fans were heartbroken.

【Qi Liao is so mean, driving so fast】

【Mu Chi’s health isn’t good to begin with, and you’re still putting him through this. What happened to the promised drive?】

【So what if you’re a race car driver? Since you’re sitting in the driver’s seat, you should be responsible for the safety of everyone else in the car.】

【Qi Liao’s driving style is like this. They should know that.】

【Mu Chi has amnesia! He’s also a patient! Can’t you have some sympathy?】

【Stop arguing. Qi Liao was indeed at fault this time, but he did offer Mu Chi water.】

【Mu Chi said it’s okay, are you guys really hoping for a fight? Are you sure Mu Chi can win?】

【Feeling sorry for the heartthrob】

……

Mu Chi really doesn’t think there’s anything wrong. If anyone wants to blame someone, blame him for being too weak. He can’t even handle this speed. If he gets on the highway with Qi Liao in the future…

“The sun is too strong. Mu Ge, your face is red.” Xu Wuxing said, “Let’s go back to the car. There’s air conditioning.”

Mu Chi nodded and got into the car solemnly. No one noticed the dirty thoughts in his mind. Thinking this, he glanced at Qi Liao shyly.

Qi Liao froze as if under a spell. Although the spell was quickly lifted, he still felt an inexplicable restlessness. After returning to the driver’s seat, he kept his face tense and didn’t dare to look at Mu Chi.

Mu Chi assumed he was focused on driving, and the car had slowed down considerably. He couldn’t help but feel delighted, bubbling with sweetness. Qi Liao was the kind of man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, upright in character, cool and handsome. How wonderful it would be to date him!

With the window lowered, the scorching summer wind, carrying the spicy fragrance of mountain plants, filled his nose. Mu Chi looked at the towering green mountains outside the window. The sky at the age of seventeen was so clear, and it was so simple to like someone.

Suddenly, with a whoosh Mu Chi’s hat was swept away by the wind, flying off into the distant sky.

“My hat!!” Taking advantage of the moment, Mu Chi shouted contentedly, “My hat——!”

Qi Liao finally looked at him, but after just two seconds, he turned his face back to focus on the road. “Let it fly. Maybe a bird will take it and use it as a nest.”

Mu Chi: “But I don’t have a nest… No, what am I supposed to do without a hat?”

Qi Liao: “Go to the county town and buy another one.”

Mu Chi: “Can I buy a hat for one yuan and sixty cents? That’s all I have left in my WeChat wallet.”

“…”

【?】

【Shocked—why is Mu Chi, a top-tier celebrity, so poor?!】