Bu Hongfang thought more and more that he was simply a genius. The frustration and irritation from impulsively signing the dating show contract vanished without a trace in an instant. He got excited, his tone carrying a hint of exhilaration as he urged Ming Qi:
“Seriously, go discuss it with your man. Let him show his face in public more often when he’s free. It’ll make those buildings easier to sell.”
Ming Qi: “……”
He quietly lifted his eyes—and, as expected, saw Yu Qinchou looking down at him.
Ming Qi usually didn’t care whether others heard him when he was on the phone in front of Yu Qinchou, but he wasn’t sure if Bu Hongfang minded.
While Ming Qi was still thinking randomly, the man’s warm fingers took the phone from his hand. With one hand pinching his waist, he casually switched the call to speaker and said:
“Thank you for Mr. Bu’s suggestion. Next time Yu Corporation launches a new development, we’ll invite Mr. Bu to be our spokesperson. With Mr. Bu’s status as a dual Golden Crane Best Actor winner, it will definitely boost Yu Corporation’s real estate sales.”
Bu Hongfang: “……”
He immediately imagined himself in a livestream shouting “Mega sale on property!” and shivered.
Then he started pretending to be clueless:
“Huh? Ming Qi are you still there? Did my phone freeze? Why is there suddenly no sound? Forget it, I’ll hang up first and call you later!”
Beep.
The call ended. The busy tone echoed through the entire bedroom.
Ming Qi gave a sharp evaluation: “Brother Bu only bullies Senior Huo.”
Yu Qinchou said nothing, instead asking about the so-called dating show. Ming Qi casually explained a bit, then mentioned something amusing:
“Actually, they had the same idea as Brother Bu. The program team even contacted Meng-ge to invite you and me to join.”
“You rejected it?”
Those four words made Ming Qi feel, for a split second, that something was slightly off—but he still looked up innocently with those beautiful eyes.
“Yes.”
Then his tone shifted subtly as he leaned closer into Yu Qinchou’s arms, smiling:
“Why? You want to go?”
Feeling the warm breath of the young man brushing against his neck, Yu Qinchou relaxed further, lifting him slightly. He hooked Ming Qi’s chin with a pale, elegant finger and raised an eyebrow:
“Am I not allowed to go?”
Ming Qi couldn’t help laughing, burying his face in his chest.
The silk sleepwear was soft and smooth, yet thin enough that Ming Qi’s warmth easily seeped through.
After laughing enough, he said, “When Meng-ge got the call, he thought they were insane.”
But no one would have guessed Yu Qinchou might actually consider it.
“You sure?”
“I want to be on a show with my baby. Give me a chance, baby.” Yu Qinchou pinched Ming Qi’s waist, brushing his lips against him as he murmured, slightly muffled, “Okay?”
Ming Qi didn’t see any reason to refuse.
He wasn’t particularly busy lately anyway. The new scripts and investment offers that came in didn’t have anything that truly caught his eye. He still had two completed films waiting for release, so there was no rush.
“Tell Meng-ge to contact the program team tomorrow.”
…
The dating show, titled The Best of Us, was directed by Wu Buxing, a versatile producer known for variety shows involving divorce, matchmaking, conflict mediation, and escape-room challenges—all of which had extremely high ratings, earning him the reputation of being the “pillar of White Fruit TV.”
“But his divorce show was his peak work,” Meng She explained to Ming Qi and Yu Qinchou. “He’s really good at casting. That show had mostly ordinary guests, but he somehow brought in a guy named Zhao Yinghua—and later netizens found out the show included Zhao’s wife who was about to divorce him, two ex-girlfriends, and even a male third party interfering in the marriage.”
Ming Qi: “…Is that show still on air?”
Meng She glanced at him and shrugged regretfully. “It was taken down. And the craziest part is, he didn’t even do it on purpose.”
One ex-girlfriend and the male third party were inserted by investors.
The other ex-girlfriend was recommended by an assistant director.
So in a way, Wu Buxing really did have talent.
“That’s also why his shows always have high ratings,” Meng She continued. “Even if he wasn’t famous, just putting together the Red Sugar CP and Zhouqi CP would already blow up the internet.”
Ming Qi and Yu Qinchou were invited for a meeting.
Wu Buxing was a burly man with a thick beard covering most of his face, but he didn’t look fierce. In fact, he smiled in a slightly goofy way.
“Our show is a live broadcast format,” he explained. “Later there will also be an edited version. Basically, we film your daily life. The first few episodes will be at Xijing Bay, and later we’ll move to a seaside villa where multiple couples will appear together. We focus on realism—subtle details reveal emotional depth. Personally, I think with your relationship, there’s nothing you need to prepare. Just let us film.”
“Okay,” Ming Qi said obediently.
After sending the director off, he turned to Yu Qinchou.
“Did A-Yue really invest in this?”
“Mm.” Yu Qinchou nodded. “His brain actually worked this time.”
Three days after signing the contract, the official The Best of Us account announced its production details, live broadcast format, and release schedule.
Dating shows weren’t new, so netizens weren’t particularly surprised. Only the word “live” caused a stir—without editing, celebrities couldn’t maintain their personas as easily, especially in romance shows.
Someone commented:
“Just invite the hottest couples and turn this into ‘Expose Fake CP Reality Show.’”
This comment received tens of thousands of likes.
People even listed the hottest CPs at the time:
Zhouqi CP, Red Sugar CP, Little Rose CP, Sunset CP.
It was meant as a joke, but the director actually liked the post.
That single like triggered chaos.
[??]
[What does liking mean?]
[It means he agrees, right? So he’s inviting all four CPs?]
[If you can really invite Zhouqi and Red Sugar, I’ll call you daddy.]
The director replied calmly: “Deal.”
Netizens: “……”
Then the show released its first confirmed couple: Lang Qian × Xing Jishu.
Little Rose CP.
Netizens: coincidence.
Next day: Sunset CP announced.
Netizens: coincidence.
Netizens waited:
“Go on, announce Red Sugar.”
The director casually posted an old drama still of Red Sugar.
Netizens: coincidence.
“Go on, announce Zhouqi.”
They posted a poll asking whether Zhouqi would really join.
Then a blacklisted account suddenly became active, changed its name into [Yu Qinchou], and displayed official certification of Yu Corporation’s chairman.
The official account immediately posted the legendary CP photo of the two.
Netizens exploded.
[They actually dared to invite him?!]
[And he actually agreed?!]
[Red Sugar already shocked me, now Zhouqi too?! Director Wu, you’re insane!]
[Respect.]
[Can you start airing it now? Please hurry.]
[Yu Qinchou, blink if you’re being kidnapped.]
The live broadcast began on Saturday.
The camera aimed at the master bedroom.
Five minutes passed. Viewer count kept increasing.
[Why are there so many people this early?]
[Because I didn’t sleep all night.]
[Are we seriously waiting for Ming Qi to sleep until 10?]
[Understandable, he worked hard last night.]
[Why are these comments turning yellow?]
[Can someone open the door?]
Click.
A small figure rushed in and hung itself on the door handle.
[The prince cat!]
[The door opened! You are my god!]
The cat slowly pushed the door open and slipped inside.
Inside the dark room, Ming Qi woke groggily and shoved the cat into Yu Qinchou’s arms.
“Your son is calling you to get up.”
Yu Qinchou got out of bed, carried the cat outside, and glanced at the camera.
The brand-new camera from Yu Corporation’s tech division politely greeted its boss.
Yu Qinchou raised his brow and smiled:
“Good morning.”
[!!!]
[CEO face attack]
[He actually said good morning to us…]
He handed the cat to his assistant and returned to the room.
Before the audience could even beg, he smiled faintly and said:
“Sorry. Not showing him.”