chapter 2
Chapter 2: My Ex-Girlfriend Signed Me Up for a Dating Show (1 / 2)
The text message on the phone clearly displayed his name, Fang Zhou, along with a WeChat ID, which couldn’t help but raise his guard.
“Are scam texts this convincing nowadays?”
Reflecting on the information he had filled out on various apps, Fang Zhou sighed, lamenting, “It’s like streaking on the internet every day.”
The wealthy heiress, already in a team, heard the voice and asked, “What’s this about streaking?”
Meikawa Kuchako’s voice sounded cute, like a date soaked in honey, sweet and endearing.
Oh no, I forgot I have to play the game with the heiress.
Fangzhou cleared his throat and explained, “It’s nothing, just got a scam text saying I signed up for a love reality show.”
A bona fide hunk like him, needing a love reality show to find a girlfriend?
Besides, he’s currently happy with his little girlfriend, why would he need to look elsewhere?
Chasing after others while you’ve got someone, that’s clearly not his style.
“Ah, are you going on a love reality show? Which one?”
Meikawa Kuchako on the other end asked curiously.
Fangzhou casually started a game match, replying offhandedly, “Something called ‘Love Percentage.'”
“The name sounds pretty decent.”
Fangzhou snickered, changing the subject.
“Are you a complete newbie?”
From what she posted in the chat, it seemed like she hadn’t played this game before.
“Yes, it’s my first time playing, you have to teach me well.”
The soft-spoken girl sounded so adorable, it sparked a strong protective instinct.
Fangzhou had played games with fans many times before and was used to such scenarios.
“Don’t worry, leave it to me!”
However, when Meikawa Kuchako, clad in level-three armor, went off to feed the enemy, using an eight-times scope to look at the stars, Fangzhou couldn’t help but laugh.
Still, he dutifully protected the heiress, striving to let her enjoy the game.
When the congratulatory message appeared at the end, the girl’s joyful cheers came through the headphones.
“Wow! We won! That’s amazing!”
After playing three rounds, Fangzhou’s live stream time for the day was almost up. Just as he was about to sign off, a familiar ID suddenly entered the chatroom.
“Soft Candy Bunny”: Yo, picking up chicks?
Fangzhou remembered, wasn’t that his girlfriend Song Qingwan’s alternate account?
He hurriedly explained, “This is a new fan, she doesn’t know how to play, I’m just guiding her, don’t get the wrong idea…”
Before Fangzhou could finish, he saw “Soft Candy Bunny” post a message on the screen.
“Having a girlfriend and still leading girls on, you deadbeat! Let’s break up!”
With that, she left the live stream.
Fangzhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly said goodbye to Meikawa Kuchako and signed off.
He pulled out his phone to call Song Qinghuan, but was met with a busy signal.
“The number you have dialed is currently in use, please try again later.”
Fang Zhou was baffled. It wasn’t the first time he had been with female fans, and Song Qinghuan had seen it before. Why was she suddenly angry this time?
And her reaction was so extreme, directly causing a breakup, not taking calls, refusing to listen to explanations.
Fang Zhou could accept a breakup, but not like this.
Besides, it was his place to initiate a breakup, not Song Qinghuan’s.
He decisively went downstairs, drove his car, floored the accelerator, and arrived directly under Song Qinghuan’s apartment building.
Just as he was about to go upstairs, he encountered a man and woman coming out of the elevator, arms around each other.
Chapter 2: My Ex-Girlfriend Helps Me Sign Up for a Love Reality Show (2/2)
And that woman’s face, pure with a hint of seductiveness, who else could it be but Song Qinghuan?
Every question Song Qinghuan asked was grounded in reality.
No girl would stick with a washed-up broadcaster, and she was no exception.
Fang Zhou closed his eyes, explaining, “I can discuss the bride price with your mother. It’s okay if you don’t want to be with me, but why sell yourself?”
Yes, Fang Zhou felt that Song Qinghuan had sold herself for the bride price.
But Song Qinghuan shook her head, saying, “No, money can solve 99% of problems. That’s the life I want to live.”
“You think too highly of me, Fang Zhou.”
She looked at Fang Zhou’s face, word by word she said, “I admit, earlier in the live broadcast, I just wanted to find an excuse to break up with you.”
“If you hadn’t come, being kept in the dark would have been fine. But since you’re here, I’ll make things clear.”
“Marrying a rich man, becoming a lady of wealth, enjoying life, that’s my wish.”
“And that’s a life you can’t give me.”
Song Qinghuan still had that innocent look, just like when Fang Zhou first saw her on the street, but at some point, her gaze had changed.
Or perhaps, Fang Zhou had never truly seen her clearly.
He tugged at the corner of his lips, laughing.
“If this is what you wish for, then I’ll grant it to you.”
“But, it should be me saying goodbye, Song Qinghuan.”
“You’re not worthy of me. Let’s break up.”
Fang Zhou turned resolutely, ready to leave.
But behind him came Song Qinghuan’s voice.
“Fang Zhou! I’ve used my connections to sign you up for ‘Love Percentage,’ a dating show, and secured a spot for you. You should go.”
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