Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show - Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show chapter 58

58 You’re quite a character (1 / 2)

Fang Zhou, who clearly had hands and feet and wasn’t really unable to pick up chopsticks, somehow ‘volunteered’ to be fed.

He laughed dryly, “Heh, well, actually I can eat by myself, you don’t have to feed me.”

“Besides, having two beauties come to see me and then troubling you with such trivial matters, I’d feel so embarrassed, right?”

His polite words were beautifully spoken, without a single flaw to pick at.

Fang Zhou thought his reasoning was quite sufficient and should have been enough to dissuade them.

But when Han Xi and Chu Xinran turned their heads to look at him, expressionless, and said, “No, you can’t eat by yourself,” he silently closed his mouth.

What’s going on? It’s one thing for Han Xi’s gaze to be cold; that’s just her temperament.

But why does it feel like Chu Xinran’s gaze is also shooting daggers?

Fang Zhou’s heart is already crying a river.

What was the production team thinking? If it had been just one person, it would have been fine, but why did they arrange for both of his ex-girlfriends to come?

Those in the know might think the production team kindly found someone to take care of him, while others might think they’re here to carve him up.

Mom, he wants to go home.

“Don’t overdo it, Fang Zhou. You already said you can’t muster the strength. It would be shameful to spill the food and waste it,” they said.

Chu Xinran quickly resumed her gentle demeanor, her eyes twinkling as if she wasn’t the one who had just shot a cold arrow.

“Drop the useless machismo in the hospital room.”

Han Xi’s words were concise, turning Fang Zhou’s refusal into something else entirely, leaving him with no comeback.

Alright, alright, Han Xi is still the same—straight to the point, sharp-tongued but effective.

Forget it, whether you stick your neck out or not, it’s the same outcome. A true man can bend and stretch.

Fang Zhou silently turned his head to look out the window, where birds were already chirping on the branches.

Strangely enough, there were three birds sitting side by side, chirping away in harmony.

The boxed meal was placed on the bedside table, and both Han Xi and Chu Xinran glanced at it before looking back at each other.

Great, back to the original question—who’s going to feed him?

“Why don’t I do it? Sister Han Xi didn’t rest well last night. It’s a good time for her to get some more rest.”

Chu Xinran’s smile was radiant, making her look both pure and beautiful, like a freshly bloomed white lily.

Her reasoning was more than sufficient, making her seem truly considerate, even noticing such small details.

If Han Xi had no interest in Fang Zhou, she might have just gone along with it.

Unfortunately for him, Han Xi’s interest in Fang Zhou was far from slight.

The usually unemotional woman had a rare smile on her lips.

“If I’m not mistaken, Xinran, you have an injury on your hand. It must be inconvenient, right?”

Her gaze lingered on Chu Xinran’s left arm, which was still bandaged.

As the weather grew hotter, long sleeves were no longer viable on the island, and the female guests were mostly in short sleeves and skirts.

Chu Xinran was no exception, wearing an avocado green dress today, her black hair tied into a high ponytail with a bow of the same color.

She looked refreshing and sweet, harmonious in every way except for the bandage on her hand, which was a bit of an eyesore.

Caught off guard by the sudden mention of her wound, Chu Xinran was somewhat taken aback.

A flicker of panic appeared in her eyes, and she instinctively touched her left hand with her right, trying to cover the bandage. But she quickly realized that this only made it more conspicuous.

So she lowered her hand and looked up composedly.

“It’s just a scratch from accidentally hitting a reef in the sea, it’s nothing serious, don’t worry, Sister Han Xi.”

She tried to regain the initiative in the conversation, unwilling to let herself lose to another woman in this matter, especially in front of Fang Zhou.

Please, that would just make her seem incompetent.

Fang Zhou’s gaze followed their conversation and landed on Chu Xinran’s bandaged hand.

That night, Qin Yun had brought medicine for her, but he wondered if she had been diligently applying it these past few days.

No matter how small, a wound caused by a sharp object must hurt, right?

Fang Zhou couldn’t understand what Chu Xinran was made of.

“Um, maybe we should…”

“Ah! Hiss…”

Sensing what Fang Zhou was about to say, Chu Xinran slid her hand under the blanket and pinched his waist hard, her eyes flashing a bright warning.

‘Shut up.’

Fang Zhou’s half-spoken words were forcibly swallowed back.

Hiss, how could the sweet girl be so ruthless?

“What’s wrong?”

Hearing Fang Zhou’s half-spoken words followed by a sharp intake of breath, Han Xi asked with concern.

“No, it’s nothing.”

Fang Zhou endured the pain in his waist and gritted his teeth in response.

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Han Xi’s skeptical gaze swept over their faces but eventually, she didn’t pursue it further.

Having successfully silenced Fang Zhou, Chu Xinran withdrew her hand and spoke to Han Xi with a smile.

“There are soft seats over there, you can go and rest for a while.”

It seemed like a declaration that she had won this silent competition.

Han Xi slowly rose from her seat, gently caressed the bouquet she had brought, and then replied, “Fang Zhou was poisoned and ended up in the hospital because of my mistake.”

Her hand lingered on the white lily, a shadow flickering in her eyes, and then without hesitation, she snapped its stem.

“If I miss the chance to make it up to Fang Zhou, I would feel very guilty.”

Han Xi stood up straight, took the lily out, held it in her hand, and offered it to Fang Zhou.

“I think Fang Zhou would be happy to give me this chance, right?”

“After all, you wouldn’t want me to meet you every day with guilt, would you?”

The unwavering CEO, at this moment, looked at Fangzhou with sincere and open eyes, even carrying a hint of softness.

This stark contrast silenced Fangzhou once again.

Chu Xinran’s heart tightened, her hand resting on Fangzhou’s blanket, her small face showing a trace of defiance as she gazed at him intently.

“Brother, I can do it.”

The sweet, soft voice was right by his ear, sounding like a coquettish plea, yet also like a threat.

The pure white lily presented before him seemed to carry dual meanings.

One was Han Xi’s sincere apology, and the other symbolized that Chu Xinran could easily be swayed by her.

As for whether to accept it or not, it was up to Fangzhou.

Fangzhou, as if facing a formidable enemy, cursed the director a million times in his heart: You’re still quite the character.

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