Blind Luck?

Nian Yiran turned and asked, "Yutong, which one did you choose?"

"I chose this one." Guanyutong picked a bottle of men's perfume.

She had once worked with Qi Yu in a movie and couldn't forget that scent filled with masculine charm.

Nian Yiran saw her confidence and pouted, pretending to be regretful. "I was just thinking of choosing that one."

"But I've already chosen it."

"Well, alright then."

[Damn! Nian Yiran is so disgusting!]

[She's using Yutong's words, isn't she? Don't let her succeed, Yutong.]

"Am I the only one who cares about Song Jianyi? Her idea of picking up a small stone is so unique! Even if it's not Qi Yu, no other male guest would give someone a stone on their first meeting, right?"

However, at this moment, Song Jianyi held the stone in her hand with a joyful expression on her face.

She asked the filming director, "If I take this, it becomes mine, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

[But it's just a piece of worthless stone. Why is she so happy about it?]

[Am I the only one who thinks Song Jianyi's expression looks like she's obsessed with wealth?]

[She actually held it up to the sunlight! Yuanbao, have you been deeply affected by your ex-husband and become foolish?]

[Yuanbao? Who's that?]

[Yuanbao is Song Jianyi. You guys didn't know her original name was Song Yuanbao?]

[Haha! Even her name is so obsessed with wealth!]

Song Jianyi noticed the PD's awkward gaze and cautiously hid the small stone in her bag.

The filming director was a bit dumbfounded and said, "Ms. Song, we need to go find the male guests now."

"Oh, right!"

[Hahaha, did she forget about the main task?]

[A certain famous male star lost to a worthless stone!]

[I'm just curious, if this piece of junk stone was really chosen by a male guest, how will that person react when they see this segment?]

[Doubt himself? Hahaha...]

The bullet screen was lively and bustling. The live window had already switched to five small windows due to the guests' dispersal. The five guests had gradually set off one after another to find their partners. Guan Yutong had the highest number of online viewers because she had taken the perfume that was most likely the token of Qi Yu. But gradually, for some unknown reason, those people silently and stealthily slipped over to Song Jianyi's side and couldn't escape the pit anymore.

[Why do I feel like she's not in a hurry at all? She even has time to watch fishermen make boxes.]

[The seaside wind is strong, Yuanbao, take care of yourself and the baby!]

[Oh, damn! Who are the people on that yacht?"]

As the camera zoomed in, it could be seen that on the boundless sea, a cool yacht was leading the way, exuding an emperor's presence. The waves danced wildly. The man holding the steering wheel wore a snow-white custom casual suit, and his tall figure resembled that of a heavenly god.

[Oh my god, isn't that Qi Yu she met?]

[Song Jianyi actually found my male god!]

The man's facial features were carved with delicate elegance, with a handsome nose, deep icy eyes, and when the cool aura swept in front of the camera, it seemed to gain a hint of gentleness called warmth. The hearts of the fans melted instantly.

[Oh my goodness, I'm dead!]

[My male god is killing me!]

[Song Jianyi, I want to possess your soul!]

The shouts turned into passionate bullet comments, silently exploding in Song Jianyi's live room. The number of online viewers quickly exceeded tens of millions and was still rapidly increasing. Song Jianyi stood on the beach. The sea breeze lifted her flowing hair, and her fair and delicate face looked fragile under the sunlight. When she clearly saw the man, her eyes brightened as well. The man parked the yacht and when he jumped down, she had already run up to him with a beaming smile. "Hi, could you give me an autograph?" A stack of photos was handed to him. Qi Master Qi was momentarily stunned, looking at the straightforward big smiling face.

[Oh my god!]

[Song Yuanbao, you've gone too far!]

[There must be dozens of photos here, and Qi Yu hates signing autographs the most. He could still be polite with one, but so many...]

[He actually signed for her!]

Qi Yu looked at her shining beautiful eyes, amidst the screams of envy, jealousy, and hatred. After being in a daze for a second, he decisively took the marker from Song Jianyi. With long legs resting on the reef as a makeshift desk, his slender fingers held the pen and brushed it, creating a beautiful artistic signature. Wow, 180,000 in hand! Song Jianyi's eyes were sparkling with excitement. Whenever he finished signing a photo, a crisp sound of money being credited echoed in her heart. She smiled so much that her eyebrows and eyes curved. Almost as soon as Qi Yu finished signing one, she immediately took it, as if she had obtained a rare treasure with a joyful and smiling face.

[Can I say that I want to punch Song Jianyi?]

[There are so many autographed photos, it makes me feel sour! But when faced with such a radiant smile from a girl, I can't bring myself to hate her.]

[Do you guys see her? Doesn't she look like the sidekick girl in a period drama who follows the young master around?]

[Haha, she really does, especially with that sparkling gaze of hers... Wait, am I just imagining things? Why do I feel like she's looking at that small stone with the same expression?]

[Hmm, isn't it because she's obsessed with money? But the autographed photos from Qi Yu are worth much more than a stone!]

At this moment, the little money lover Song Jianyi counted the autographed photos in her hands.

One photo is worth 180,000, so with fifty photos, that's 9 million! I'm getting rich!

"Are you happy to see me?"

Qi Yu rubbed his slightly cramped hand, lifted his gaze, and caught sight of the joy in the woman's eyes.

She treated the photos like treasures, carefully and lovingly hiding them in her bag, patting it with satisfaction.

"Thank you!"

A deep bow.

Qi Yu's smile on his face grew wider.

He was about to speak, but after the woman finished bowing, she turned around and walked away.

"..."

[What's going on?]

[After signing, shouldn't she be begging Qi Yu to form a CP (couple pairing) with her?]

[Don't be naive, the voting channel is still at 0. Song Yuanbao probably knows better.]

[It's because she knows it's impossible with them that she hopes to be paired with Qi Yu! ]

[Otherwise, do you want to see our male god being taken away by another woman?]

[No! He is ours!]

[Actually, we can consider our Yutong...]

[Shut up, no one is worthy of him!]

[So, to make him stay, why don't you temporarily be a tool, Yuanbao?]

The fans of Qi Yu in the bullet comments agreed, so let's temporarily pair Song Jianyi with Qi Yu.

However, the "tool" with her little backpack had already happily walked far away.

The filming director was stunned for three seconds and almost didn't react.

"Ms. Song, did you forget about the main task again?"

"No!"

Didn't she already securely hide the autographed photos in her bag?

She took out her phone and quickly went online to sell them. Sold out in seconds!

The filming director's lips twitched stiffly, the hint couldn't be any clearer: "Pair up, ask if Qi Yu is willing to be with you!"

"No need to ask, he definitely won't agree."

"Then are you prepared to be eliminated?"

"..."

Song Jianyi paused in her footsteps.

Her clear eyes fell on the round face of the filming director and then turned to the “God of Wealth” who was still standing in place.

She can fight against the heavens, but fighting against money would be foolish!

She decisively turned her head and ran back to Qi Yu's side.