Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 56

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The jab was brutal. Lu Jianchen clenched his fists and lowered his head further, face turning grim.

Then, Chu Hanxun turned toward Yan Zhirou, his tone instantly switching to gentle. "Well, I didn't win first, but luck's still on my side. I drew the guest room. Let's switch. I mean, no way a girl like you should be stuck in a broom closet."

Right on cue. Yan Zhirou gave him a thankful smile. "Thanks, Young Master Chu."

"Aww, come on, no need to be polite with me. If there's anything you want, I'll give you everything I've got," he said with a grin, throwing out his signature over-the-top flirt.

Yan Zhirou's smile froze a little, clearly feeling a bit awkward.

Meanwhile, viewers who'd been lurking in the livestream chat had started picking up on the tension.

[Whoa, hold up—I think I've figured it out! Chu Hanxun totally joined the show to chase Yan Zhirou!]

[I saw that too! And Lu Jianchen's totally into her too, the way he glared at Chu Hanxun? The tension was real!]

[Help!! A love triangle?? This is getting way too spicy!]

[More of this messy love triangle drama, please! This is exactly the kinda chaos we live for!]

The rooms were all assigned, and the cast members went to unpack their luggage.

Since there were no tasks in the afternoon, Director Qian told everyone to do whatever they wanted.

Ji Minghan let out a cheer and, armed with his pre-packed floatie, dove straight into the ocean.

After a whole morning of volleyball, Yu Qianxia wasn't feeling up for more activity. Dressed in a light sporty set, she flopped onto a lounge chair under a beach umbrella. Si Churou lay on the chair next to her, the two of them just quietly zoning out, watching the sea and feeling the breeze.

Before the show started, Yu Qianxia had already followed her usual method: she browsed a couple of random trending gossip posts and cashed in a nice chunk of "clarity time." Now, she could fully relax and enjoy this rare chill moment.

Yan Zhirou also wanted to find a lounge chair and catch a break, but unfortunately, Chu Hanxun was being way too enthusiastic, hovering around her nonstop, making it impossible for her to do her own thing.

And if one Chu Hanxun wasn't enough of a headache, Lu Jianchen had also started trailing behind her—not too far, but not too close either. With one man already testing her patience, having two just made her feel even more annoyed.

"Zhirou, want some coconut water? I'll go grab you some from the villa," Chu Hanxun offered, stepping close to her.

This season's sponsor was a local drink brand, and the show had stocked up on free drinks for the cast.

Yan Zhirou sighed softly and was about to politely decline when Lu Jianchen suddenly stepped up too, his tone gentle. "Zhirou, I remember you like orange juice, right? Want me to get you some?"

Yan Zhirou: "......"

[LOL are they seriously starting a love competition now?]

[Oof this is juicy! I wanna see a fight!]

[Who do y'all think Yan Zhirou likes more? Chu Hanxun's hot and rich, but his background might be too much. Lu Jianchen's also good-looking, and he's in the same industry as her—more to talk about—but he's definitely behind career-wise. Tough call.]

[Honestly? I don't think Yan Zhirou likes either of them...]

The comments section was suddenly buzzing with gossip, while back on the beach, Chu Hanxun's face had darkened again.

His gaze slid over Lu Jianchen like a knife, sharp and cold, like he wished he could drill holes into the guy on the spot.

Lu Jianchen ignored the hostile air beside him and kept trying to be considerate.

But then Yan Zhirou said, "Who told you I like orange juice? I clearly prefer coconut water."

Chu Hanxun's smile widened instantly. "Got it. I'll go get it for you."

Lu Jianchen lowered his head, fists clenching slowly at his sides.

Yan Zhirou's gaze followed Chu Hanxun's retreating figure, not sparing even a glance for Lu Jianchen.

The drinks from the sponsor came in big bottles, and Chu Hanxun poured some into a disposable paper cup back at the villa before bringing it back to her.

Yan Zhirou took it and murmured a soft thank you.

Chu Hanxun smiled slightly and began strolling down the beach with her.

Si Churou had been watching the whole thing. She leaned over toward Yu Qianxia, eyes gleaming with gossip. "Qianxia, who do you think Yan Zhirou likes?"

Yu Qianxia cracked open her eyes, strands of dark hair clinging to her cheek. She casually brushed them back and looked toward the trio walking off in the distance. Even from here, she could sense the tension between them.

"Love yourself first," she said lightly. "No matter who she likes, the one she loves the most is herself."

Yu Qianxia's gaze drifted back down, her lashes long, dark, and curled.

If Yan Zhirou loved anyone, it was probably just herself.

Lu Jianchen could only watch as Yan Zhirou naturally drifted toward Chu Hanxun's side. The two walked together, chatting and laughing with ease, as if there was no room left for anyone else to squeeze in.

Bitterness surged up in his chest. After standing frozen for a moment, struggling with himself, Lu Jianchen still chose to trail behind them—not too close, not too far, like he couldn't bring himself to give up just yet.

Eventually, he found a chance. Slipping away from the group, he waited by the downstairs bathroom in the villa.

When Yan Zhirou stepped out, she ran right into him.

Her brows furrowed at the sight of him, her voice laced with irritation. "What do you want?"

She clearly wasn't in the mood.

There were no cameras here. This hallway wasn't part of the livestream.

Lu Jianchen took a deep breath. "Zhirou, you should've known why I came on this show..."

Her frown deepened, but she didn't interrupt.

"Zhirou, it's been three years... I've been following behind you this whole time. Can't you just—look at me?" He didn't dare say the word like out loud.

Yan Zhirou stayed silent for a long moment, then sidestepped the question. "We're filming right now, Lu Jianchen. I don't want to talk about this."

She turned to leave, but Lu Jianchen called after her again.

"Wait."

She glanced back, clearly fed up. "What now?"

"If I had Chu Hanxun's kind of money and background... would you—"

Before he could even finish, she was already walking away.

Chu Hanxun's voice echoed from nearby, calling her name.

Yan Zhirou immediately jogged over to him, her face lighting up with a bright, carefree smile.

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