Chapter Fifteen: Filming the Romance Reality Show, Part 14

After tasting the dishes, Nan Chu said, “The twice-cooked pork and fish-flavored shredded pork were made by Si Junyan; the corn and pork rib soup and shredded meat were made by Jiang Han.”

Both Jiang Han and Si Junyan looked somewhat surprised.

“How did you guess?” Si Junyan asked curiously.

“By the taste.”

“That’s impressive.”

Halfway through their meal, Zhuo Han came downstairs and saw the three of them eating lunch.

Her face showed a slight hint of displeasure. They didn’t even think to invite others to eat with them.

Zhuo Han didn’t bother to be polite and sat directly beside Nan Chu.

“You’re eating, but why didn’t you call us?” Zhuo Han said.

[That’s because these two are like peacocks showing their feathers—they made the food just for Nan Chu.]

[Hahaha, suddenly want to laugh.]

[Guess how these two peacocks would explain themselves.]

Jiang Han: “I made this for Nan Chu; why would I call you?”

Si Junyan: “I have feelings for Nan Chu, so I cooked for her. Sorry for not inviting you.”

Zhuo Han: “......”

[Didn’t expect Nan Chu to be so formidable. It’s only been six days, and she’s already attracted two people.]

[That’s way too straightforward.]

[Straightforward is better, so Zhuo Han won’t misunderstand.]

[If I were Zhuo Han, I’d want to find a hole to crawl into—too awkward.]

[Awkwardly picking toes.]

Zhuo Han was indeed quite embarrassed. She hadn’t realized that these two cooked the dishes solely for Nan Chu. Had she known, she wouldn’t have come down.

“Eat, there are four dishes and the three of us can’t finish it all,” Nan Chu said to ease the situation.

“No thanks, I’m not hungry. You guys enjoy,” Zhuo Han said, feeling that Nan Chu was showing off. She grumbled inside as she walked away.

Nan Chu heard Zhuo Han’s silent complaint but didn’t react. She quietly continued eating.

After finishing the meal, Nan Chu wanted to clear the dishes and wash them.

Jiang Han and Si Junyan both said she was on her period and should rest. They could handle the dishes themselves.

“Thanks for your trouble.”

Si Junyan looked at Jiang Han and said, “Rock-paper-scissors—loser washes the dishes?”

“Alright.”

“Rock-paper-scissors,” they said in unison.

Si Junyan won.

[Damn, if I had known, I would’ve said I’d wash the dishes if I lost. Usually, I lose every time, but this time I actually won.]

Jiang Han smugly said, “Go wash, thanks, President Si.”

Si Junyan expressionlessly went to wash the dishes.

Jiang Han looked at Nan Chu and asked, “Feeling better?”

“Mm, not as uncomfortable anymore.”

“Then go read in the greenhouse.”

“Okay,” Nan Chu nodded. “I’ll get the book.”

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By the time Nan Chu fetched the book, Si Junyan had finished washing the dishes and was waiting in the living room, ready to go to the greenhouse together.

The three of them then went to the greenhouse to read.

[Noticed that Nan Chu really loves reading and is completely absorbed in it.]

[Feels like Nan Chu gets along well with everyone; not sure who she’ll ultimately choose.]

[Supporting Jiang Nan pairing.]

[Supporting Si Nan pairing.]

Meanwhile, Nangong Hengmo and Li Wenya went out on a date at sea.

Because the boat rocked a bit, Nangong Hengmo held Li Wenya’s hand the entire time.

At one point, Li Wenya stumbled into his arms.

Pink bubbles of romance floated all around them.

They went sea fishing and enjoyed a seafood feast.

Overall, their day was filled with fun.

When they returned, Zhuo Han and Fang You were still preparing dinner.

Their cooking skills were mediocre—either too salty or too bland.

Everyone took a few bites but didn’t eat much.

After dinner, the director arranged a new game.

A blindfolded tag game, with five girls as the taggers.

Within three minutes, whoever tagged and correctly identified someone would win.

The winner would receive a reward.

Tagged and correctly identified male participants had to do ten push-ups.

The specific reward was kept secret by the director.

Li Wenya was the first tagger. After being blindfolded, she started seeking people.

The director set boundaries—male participants couldn’t leave the designated area.

Li Wenya slowly reached out, nearly touching Fang You, who crouched and rolled to dodge her.

Li Wenya’s hands swept, and she caught Nangong Hengmo’s foot.

She immediately crouched down and grabbed Nangong Hengmo.

She reached out to feel and then guessed, “Nangong Emperor.”

“Correct,” the director called out.

Nangong Hengmo stepped out and did ten push-ups.

Li Wenya continued tagging.

Before long, the three minutes ended. Li Wenya caught three people; Jiang Han and Meng Yuan were not caught.

The second tagger was Nan Chu.

After being blindfolded, she listened carefully to the footsteps of the guests.

When the director said start, Nan Chu headed straight for the nearest guest, Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan saw Nan Chu coming and tried to run right, but Nan Chu swiftly closed the gap and caught him. “Meng Yuan.”

After tagging Meng Yuan, Nan Chu dashed toward Fang You, who was crouched and ready to roll to evade, but Nan Chu caught him precisely. “Fang You.”

Then Nangong Hengmo, Si Junyan, and Jiang Han were quickly caught as well.

Zhuo Han suspected, “Nan Chu, can you see?”

“No.”

Zhuo Han questioned, “Then how are you so accurate? And how do you know exactly who you’ve caught?”

“I have good hearing. Even slight breathing sounds let me know where someone is,” Nan Chu said seriously. “I recognize people by their breathing and footsteps.”

“For example, Nangong Emperor’s breathing is faint and his steps are light because he’s not fully recovered.”

“Li Wenya breathes gently, her footsteps light and lively. She’s a joyful person.”

“Sha Mengyuan’s breathing is soft and slow, her footsteps light because she learned dance.”

“Si Junyan and Jiang Han have steady, even breathing and relaxed footsteps, but Si Junyan’s breath is heavier than Jiang Han’s.”

“Meng Yuan breathes steadily and lightly, but his footsteps are heavy and strong—he must have served in the military.”

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Nan Chu detailed their breathing and footsteps one by one.

Everyone was speechless.

It was truly frightening—just by hearing breathing and footsteps, she could identify who it was and even analyze personal details.

[Oh my, that’s incredible!]

[Feels like martial arts from wuxia novels—identifying people by sound.]

[Amazing!]

[Truly remarkable, there are so many extraordinary people in the world.]

Li Wenya asked curiously, “Nan Chu, did you train this?”

“Born with it.”

Nan Chu hadn’t cheated, so her performance was valid.

Sha Mengyuan and the others continued as taggers.

In the end, Nan Chu won.

“The winner gets the privilege to make a phone call first.”

“Nan Chu, you’re up—in the greenhouse.”

Nan Chu went to the greenhouse.

There she saw a card.

It read: Please call the number ***.

Nan Chu dialed.

“Please choose a date from among the male guests you haven’t had an official date with.”

“Option 1: Fang You.”

“Option 2: Nangong Hengmo.”

“Option 3: Meng Yuan.”

“Option 4: Jiang Han.”

“Option 5: Si Junyan.”

Nan Chu had already dated Nangong Hengmo and Jiang Han officially, so they were excluded.

Among the remaining three, Fang You was definitely out.

That left Si Junyan and Meng Yuan.

After some thought, Nan Chu made her choice.

After the call, Nan Chu returned to her room.