After Entering a Romance Reality Show Disguised as a Man to Win Over All the Female Leads - Chapter 13

Rong Yu: “.”

She didn’t understand why He Jiao would suddenly say that. From He Jiao’s eyes and expression, she clearly didn’t like Rong Yu at all; in fact, she looked like she wanted to tear her to pieces.

However, this didn’t stop the live stream audience from “shipping” them:

【Tsk tsk tsk, is my Yubao finally going viral?!】

【People who don’t understand the ‘puppy-dog’ younger brother are missing out! Who wouldn’t love a brother who’s cute, beautiful, and can cook?! Not only did he steal Seven’s partner, but now he’s stolen Professor Sheng’s too, LMAO.】

Some viewers began to catch on to a different vibe:

【Is it just me, or do those dish names sound a bit… bloody? “The Birds are Gone and the Bow is Hidden”? “Culling the Rabbit and Cooking the Dog”? It feels like she’s trying to say something else…】

The viewers discussed in low tones while Mu Shuiqing leaned in closer to Rong Yu, standing right against her to silently declare her status as the “official partner.” She cast a subtle, sidelong glance at He Jiao.

Bullet Chat:

【Pfft, the real wife is getting angry, stop talking!!】

【Rong Yu and Sister Shuiqing are the only canon pair. NTR people get out, Pure Love Warriors are here to protect the official couple!】

Rong Yu looked at the increasingly abstract chat and didn’t know what to say. The atmosphere among the group gradually stiffened. She could feel the cold, resentful glares from all the other male guests. Even without anyone attacking her, she felt a chill down her spine.

Fortunately, Zhang Yongan clapped his hands to break the tension. “I must remind everyone: for the sake of fairness and discipline, no guest is allowed to privately pursue someone else’s partner before the voting round. As a modern pure love show, we must promote correct values—no NTR-ing your peers in person.”

He glanced at Rong Yu, who was surrounded by the girls, and added with a shrug: “Even if you really want to, you have to wait until the next voting round.”

As soon as he said that, the chat was flooded with “Pure Love Warriors” protecting the couple. Rong Yu couldn’t tell if the crew was moderating the comments or if it was spontaneous, but the hostile glares from the men eased up significantly.

Professor Sheng Ming, who had been pushed to the very edge by He Jiao, pushed up his glasses and broke the deadlock with a smile: “Shall we eat now?”

It was 2:00 PM, and everyone was hungry. Qinghe Villa’s staff brought out eight exquisite dishes and laid them across the ten-meter table. Zhang Yongan explained that since this was a “documentary-style” dating show, the timing was flexible. Once lunch was over, the main task for the afternoon would conclude until the next event at 8:00 PM.

He tried to encourage the audience to take a break, but the viewership didn’t budge. They weren’t there for the “missions”; they were there for the drama between the four beautiful women and the handsome “puppy” brother.

Zhang Yongan felt a bit hurt that no one cared about his hard work, but he was mostly overjoyed. This season had finally struck gold—they didn’t need a clever script; they just needed the right guests. He signaled the director to focus the cameras on Rong Yu and made his exit.

In the frame, Rong Yu was in the absolute “C-position” (center). To her left were Lin Mengxing and He Jiao; to her right were Mu Shuiqing and He Huaiting. Qin Wenhan, having fought with Lin Mengxing, stood at the far edge with a grim face. Rong Yu was the only “man” among the central group of women.

With her brown curls, sapphire-blue eyes, and a simple white shirt, she looked like a lamb surrounded by beautiful predators. The white shirt made her natural “cold-white” skin look even more like translucent jade.

The top two buttons of her collar were undone, revealing a slender neck and delicate collarbones that rose and fell with her breath. The opening wasn’t revealing—it was actually quite conservative—yet it made the viewers’ hearts itch with an urge to reach out and touch.

Bullet Chat:

【Does anyone understand? My ‘dominant’ side has been awakened. I regret watching anyone else; Rong Yu is so much better… Is this what they call a natural ‘Puppy Omega’ in novels???】

【AHHH I can’t take it. Is that collar open specifically so I can reach in?】

【Who taught Rongrong to dress like that? Where is his sweater?! I’m turning into a pervert because of you guys! (wiping drool) (screaming) (crawling in a dark corner)】

Fans who had been watching the sub-streams added:

【Check out what He Huaiting is wearing…】

【Holy crap, I knew it looked familiar! He Huaiting is wearing Rong Yu’s sweater! But why does it look so different on her? Sister He looks even cooler than him, haha.】

Mu Shuiqing seriously placed a piece of grilled fish on Rong Yu’s plate. Her eyes were bright, and she looked at Rong Yu as if serving her was a sacred act. “Rongrong, eat more.”

When He Huaiting reached for a dish, Mu Shuiqing’s expression instantly turned wary. Her crimson eyes darkened. “The host said no poaching other people’s partners.” She didn’t lower her voice; she was clearly warning everyone.

He Huaiting paused for only a split second before continuing to eat, ignoring Mu Shuiqing with an indifferent glance.

Rong Yu’s lip twitched. She remembered her friend wasn’t this possessive as a child. She figured Mu Shuiqing was just projecting the childhood Lian Langsheng’s fear of loss—after losing her parents and her inheritance, Lian had been very protective of what was hers. Rong Yu felt a surge of tenderness and ate the fish Mu Shuiqing gave her.

The moment she tasted it, her expression turned strange. She had made this fish herself, but now it tasted two levels better than when it left the pan. If her skill was an 8/10, this was now a 12/10.

It’s delicious enough to make me cry.

Rong Yu wondered why. Dr. Lin had said Lian’s subconscious influenced the world. Was it because Lian subconsciously believed anything Rong Yu made was a masterpiece? Or was it because Mu Shuiqing had served it to her?

She wanted to test if the other women’s actions had the same effect, but the “no poaching” rule made it difficult.

As she pondered, a familiar scent drifted over—the intense, clear lily fragrance of Lin Mengxing. It felt warm and sweet, spreading over Rong Yu’s left side and making her shiver. An invisible mist seemed to wrap around her. No one else noticed.

The numbing sensation returned. That invisible “mist” felt like it was pressing against her body through her clothes. Rong Yu sat up straight, but the mist turned into a cold, wet sensation against her neck—licking and nipping at her skin.

Rong Yu’s hand shook, and her chopsticks clattered onto the table.

Mu Shuiqing stopped and leaned in. “Rongrong, are you unwell?” Her slow, melodic voice made every word sound like a confession.

Rong Yu’s eyelashes fluttered. The sensation on her neck suddenly felt like teeth—a light, suggestive bite. Her shoulder blades felt weak and numb. She instinctively tucked her chin.

“Rongrong?” Mu Shuiqing’s voice turned dark with suspicion.

Rong Yu looked at her with a flushed face she couldn’t hide. To her left, Lin Mengxing rested her chin on her hand and began twirling a lock of Rong Yu’s hair. “It seems Rong Yu is tired. He can’t even hold his chopsticks.”

As she spoke, the “fingers” of mental power began stroking Rong Yu’s neck again. It felt like a warm current flowing into her blood. Rong Yu gritted her teeth, trying to suppress her body’s reaction. Dammit, why did I design the Enigma to be so overpowered?!

Lin Mengxing leaned in, her breath smelling of lilies. “Do you need a ‘temporary mark’? I can help you.”

Before Rong Yu could react, she felt a cold sensation on her right wrist. She looked down to see a smudge of vermillion. A dry, clean scent instantly cleared the lily fragrance. The natural smell of damp earth and wood returned.

It was like a human air freshener. More importantly, the mental power controlling her body vanished.

Lin Mengxing let out a sharp, ragged breath, as if her mental connection had been forcibly snapped. To the right, Mu Shuiqing withdrew her finger—now stained with red cinnabar—and went back to serving food.

“If you’re unwell, use more cinnabar,” Mu Shuiqing said meaningfully. “It clears the mind and wards off ‘unclean things’ trying to cling to you.”

The term “unclean things” was clearly directed at Lin Mengxing. Rong Yu felt the temperature on her left drop as Lin Mengxing radiated a cold fury.

Was the young Lian Langsheng this aggressive? I thought she was a quiet girl.

The meal was a bizarre “Last Supper” vibe. While Rong Yu was treated like royalty by the four women, the other men were miserable. He Jiao’s public declaration that her “partner” was Rong Yu had broken Sheng Ming’s fake smile. Qin Wenhan and Lin Mengxing weren’t speaking. Seven was a nervous wreck, terrified of the chat’s reaction to his outburst.

After lunch, they returned to their lodgings. Rong Yu slept until 7:00 PM, when the crew arrived with a video from Zhang Yongan.

“Good evening! Welcome to Heartbeat Night! You are invited to the ‘Fengdu’ Open-air Bar to drink and break the ice. To let you relax, I won’t be there, and there will only be one main camera—no sub-streams or crew. Have fun!”

When Rong Yu and Mu Shuiqing arrived at the bar, it was dark. The “bar” was actually an outdoor food stall area decorated with colored lights. They sat at a large square table. Rong Yu and Mu Shuiqing sat on the north side. Lin Mengxing sat on the east (to Rong Yu’s left), with Qin Wenhan next to her. He Huaiting sat to Mu Shuiqing’s right, with Seven following her.

Seven looked pale and frantic. Rong Yu didn’t have time to think about it before He Jiao sat directly opposite her, staring with an expressionless face.

Lin Mengxing pulled out a deck of black-and-red playing cards. “Let’s play Truth or Dare. We’ll spin a bottle; if the bottle points to you, whoever has the same card number as you gets to pick your Truth or Dare.”

Lin Mengxing popped a glass bottle open with her bare hands—a feat of “Enigma strength” that stunned the viewers. She spun the bottle, and it pointed to Rong Yu.

Rong Yu held up her card: a 7 of Diamonds.

He Huaiting held up her card: the 7 of Spades.

“Truth,” He Huaiting said in her deep voice.

Rong Yu thought for a moment and asked: “I want to know what you think of me.”

He Jiao’s face darkened. Seven gripped his glass. Mu Shuiqing took a slow sip of water.

He Huaiting’s white hair fluttered in the night wind. Her golden eyes—as steady as a predator’s—stared at Rong Yu for a long time. Finally, she spoke two words: “Very good.”

The chat laughed:

【Hahaha!】

【Are you giving him a ‘Good Person’ card, you dork?!】

“That’s it?” Rong Yu felt a bit let down.

But He Huaiting was looking at the character data displayed by her “Infinite Loop” game system:

Instance Name: Heartbeat Moments

Difficulty: S-Class

Instance Core Character: Rong Yu

Stats:

Personality: S

Agility: A

Intelligence: A

Visuals: S

Charm: S

Summary: DANGEROUS INDIVIDUAL. DO NOT APPROACH WITHOUT PERMISSION. I REPEAT: DANGEROUS INDIVIDUAL. Unless you want to lose your 100% clear rate and die in this instance!!!

He Huaiting nodded slightly.

Very good indeed.

She was someone who knew it was dangerous, yet still wanted to get closer.