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Chapter 100: Chapter 100 (Request for First Subscription) Love Makes Flesh Grow

Xu Qingyan was somewhat awkward, as he had initially wanted to rest for a bit.

He silently complained that it should have been Pei Muchan's turn to read a letter by now, yet to his dismay, the next letter was still addressed to him. What he feared most had come to pass; it was a letter from Shen Jinyue.

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He took a deep breath and mentally prepared himself before reading it aloud.

"Xu Qingyan, I can't write this letter!"

"My head hurts so much; someone must be stealing my wisdom. I'm writing to tell you that I have a new persona now, no longer the funny girl from before."

"Humph, humph, humph, otherwise, even if I cry, you'd just think I haven't eaten enough!"

"Now, I'm a pure-hearted female college student who likes to listen to sad music and is skilled at crying at night. So, how about it—do you feel something for this silent and reserved girl?"

Pinching his nose while finishing the letter, Xu Qingyan felt like dying.

Shen Jinyue, on the other hand, was laughing her head off, chuckling incessantly, like a carefree and proud white goose.

"Questioning me? Don't you agree?"

"Agreed, agreed." Xu Qingyan didn't want to engage with her, and after reading the letter, he didn't leave the stage but signaled the staff to continue drawing another letter, and of course, it was his turn to read again.

This letter came from Pei Muchan, and it was a short one.

He glanced at it but then froze, hesitating for several seconds without making a sound. The audience was somewhat surprised and turned their gazes towards Xu Qingyan, while Pei Muchan just smiled.

The bullet comments went crazy, scrolling up the screen once again.

"Is Xu stuck?"

"What exactly did Pei write? Hurry up and read it out loud, killing us with suspense is truly maddening!"

"This is so irritating, why isn't anyone talking!"

Xu Qingyan remained silent for several seconds, looking at the letter and then at Pei Muchan, seeing that she had no reaction. Eventually, he could only take a deep breath and read the content of the letter aloud.

"Xu, the fog is deep, and I haven't seen daylight for a long time."

"Love makes flesh grow anew."

As his voice faded, the living room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.

The bullet comments went wild, "Did I hear that right? 'Love makes flesh grow anew'; is Pei confessing her love?"

"This is a romance show, not sci-fi; totally can't understand the scriptwriter's thought process."

"What a ridiculous comment, how could it possibly be a confession? I'm a hundred times better than Xu. It's just for the show, the sad girl earlier was even more outrageous, wasn't she!"

Pei Muchan tilted her head up, glanced at Xu Qingyan, and a smile appeared on her face, fleeting like a puff of smoke that gathered and dispersed quickly.

"Have you finished reading?"

"Yes." He knew there was only one last letter left.

So, Pei Muchan gracefully stood up and walked toward the mailbox.

She found the letter Xu Qingyan had written to her, glanced over it after opening, and pursed her lips, her mouth curving into a smile as she began to read with a gentle voice.

"I see you at the end of the road, so all the light rushes there, illuminating you."

"And I stand in the dark corner, watching you on stage surrounded by a crowd, truly hoping that you shine brightly."

"I want to say that life is always bubbling with excitement, and the future is all about scenery."

These words landed squarely in the middle of her heart.

She looked at Xu Qingyan for a moment, lowered her head to put away the letter properly, and tucked it back into the envelope before taking it with her.

Guests were allowed to take the letters written to them, and Xu Qingyan took three. However, Pei Muchan sat down right next to Xu Qingyan and whispered in his ear.

"Thank you."

He was genuinely confused, feeling as if he had stumbled upon some sort of switch by accident, so what exactly was Pei Muchan thanking him for? And weren't they afraid of losing fans over this?

The barrage of comments had gone utterly wild, having been teased with three waves of shade by the four of them.

Apart from Shen Jinyue's clowning around, the love letters from Lin Wanzhou and Pei Muchan nearly blew up the fans who came for the drama, watching their idols fall in love?

Before coming, find a layman to experience it, to have a sweet romance with an idol.

After arriving, where am I? Who am I? I want to go home!

The hot searches shot up almost synchronously, starting at around the fifties and sixties, but somehow, the search term #PeiMuchan&LinWanzhouConfessToLayman# surged to the top ten.

This plot point, like a feel-good story pulled into reality, soared to the top of various short video platforms' trending lists with deliberate promotion.

The segment of reading letters by the fire ended.

You Zijun returned to his room with a face of utter dejection, while Nian Shuyu suddenly got cozy with Liu Renzhi, the two of them walking together to another corner of the villa for a date.

Bai Jinze watched for a while, but left helplessly, having exhausted all his tricks.

Shen Jinyue was sleepy, yawned, and prepared to go back to her room to rest.

Lin Wanzhou, Xu Qingyan, and Pei Muchan didn't leave, still seated in the living room. Lin Wanzhou's expression wasn't great as she looked down at her phone; Pei Muchan was also checking her phone.

Xu Qingyan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wanting to leave but not daring to suggest it. He wanted to stay but didn't know what to say, feeling that despite the silence, there was a substantial conflict between the two women.

The living room fell silent, and at Lin Wanzhou's cue, the last camera was moved away. She claimed she wanted to discuss some private collaborations.

"Ahem, what would you like to drink? I'll get it for you," Xu Qingyan said, trying to make his escape, but both women simultaneously pressed down on his shoulders.

"Wait a moment."

"Not thirsty."

"Oh, okay then," Xu Qingyan muttered, resigning himself to sit on the couch in the middle and remain silent like a stone.

Lin Wanzhou was the first to break the silence. "Pei Sister," she emphasized the word "sister" heavily, as if to remind Pei Muchan that she was already twenty-six years old.

"What is it, Lin Little Sister?" Pei Muchan laughed, her response light and breezy, which could be interpreted as either sharp-witted or as a subtle jab at Lin Wanzhou.

"Xu Qingyan sold a song to you, right?" Lin Wanzhou didn't care about winning or losing and took a deep breath, "Can you tell me what it's about?"

"I cannot, we are competitors," Pei Muchan said with a smile.

"We are not anymore," Lin Wanzhou insisted, her gaze intense as she watched her, "I just want to know what was written in it, about what, so in the future, I might buy something similar."

"Didn't you also buy a song?" Pei Muchan looked down and asked indifferently, "Can you let me know what your song is about? I would like to buy something similar too."

"Impossible!" Lin Wanzhou drew in a deep breath, holding merely a flawed piece in her hand.

"Then there you have it, everyone here is just buying songs, that's all there is to it," Pei Muchan lifted her eyes and glanced at her lightly, "I've never heard of selling lyrics and music and having to include the person along with them."

"I'm buying the song because it's worth it!" Lin Wanzhou declared.

"Isn't that the case for everyone?" Pei Muchan withdrew her gaze.

The atmosphere instantly stiffened in mid-air.

Meanwhile, other trending topics began to quietly climb the charts.

#RomanceShowGuestXuQingyanViolentFreak#, #RomanceShowScumbagCollapse#, #FiveYearGirlfriendExposesCheatingScumbagIsRomanceShowGuest#.

An unknown army of internet commenters had silently propelled these terms up the ranks.