Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show - Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show chapter 84

84 I’m Also an Ex-Girlfriend of Ark (1 / 2)

As the director’s voice ended, the live broadcast came to a close, and the moment the theme song started, it switched to a replay of the past few days’ episodes.

In the live chat room, the betting dogs who were waiting to place their bets began to howl, leaving a barrage of comments cursing the production team.

“Damn you, I was waiting for the final result!”

“You got me all excited, and this is what you show?”

“Director, you’re so cruel, your wife must have it tough.”

Once the live camera was off, the guests’ facade of composure officially failed.

Some left the hall dejectedly to pack up their things.

Others, after casting inscrutable glances at Ark, departed.

A few male guests remained seated in the hall.

Sun Haotian ran up to Ark, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a wink, “Bro, I didn’t see it coming, you’re quite popular. Got any tips for your big bro?”

Sun Haotian truly believed that Ark had been flirting behind the scenes.

Otherwise, how could it be explained? Apart from his face, he had nothing else, yet he managed to overshadow the other four male guests.

That’s unscientific!

The remaining two male guests also cast surreptitious glances their way, their ears perked up as if eavesdropping.

“Don’t hog it all, share a bite with me, brother.”

Fang Zhou forced a bitter laugh, it was a case of having much to say but no words to say it.

“Can I tell you, they’re all my ex-girlfriends?”

“Can I tell you, they hate me to death?”

“Can I tell you, these people are all sick in the head, all psychologically abnormal?”

Of course, I couldn’t.

Fang Zhou’s silence made Sun Haotian think he was keeping secrets, unwilling to share his flirting techniques.

So, Sun Haotian raised his hand, showing a palm and said, “How about this number? Teach me, will you? I’ll take you as my master today!”

50,000?

If it were the old Fang Zhou, he might have been tempted by that 50,000, maybe even start a crash course in romance for Sun Haotian.

But now, the one he’s trying to charm is his ex-girlfriend!

Only a fool would do such a thing!

Sitting up in a dying illness, I find the bull’s head is my own?

And Chu Xinran, like a newborn lion cub, was passionate and fervent, her feelings for Fang Zhou were open and unguarded.

Anyone with clear sight could see it, let alone they were all women, with a keen sixth sense.

Even if the two of them got along fairly well during the show, it didn’t mean Han Xi was ready to concede.

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Love isn’t about conceding; it’s about captivating someone with your charm.

Besides, their rival in love wasn’t just each other.

Thinking this, Han Xi’s gaze darkened, and she appeared utterly indifferent.

Chu Xinran turned around in surprise, her eyes wide, and said in disbelief, “Have you liked him for a long time? Did you know each other before?”

Han Xi looked up at the moon and told her without evasion.

“He’s my ex-boyfriend; we broke up over a year ago.”

To be precise, it had been one year, eight months, and ten days.

Every day since breaking up with Fang Zhou felt like an eternity.

Han Xi could only bury herself in work to forget the pain of the breakup.

The young girl stopped in her tracks, staring blankly at the woman beside her, whose smooth facial contours and delicate features seemed even more serene under the moonlight.

Such a successful woman, yet trapped by love, and the person who trapped her had also ensnared herself.

Chu Xinran was speechless, staring blankly at Han Xi, enveloped in a dark haze, her aura at its lowest.

She murmured, “No wonder you kissed him…”

Everything had a trace to follow.

From the casual glances at Fang Zhou to the drunken kiss in the game, to making mushroom soup and asking Fang Zhou to taste it first.

All these were expressions of Han Xi’s love.

No wonder… Fang Zhou didn’t resist Han Xi’s advances; their breakup was even more recent than her own.

Suddenly, Chu Xinran felt as if her heart was placed in a huge ice vat in the winter of Northeast China, chilling to the core.

They… had also kissed, hugged, and held each other, the most intimate of people…

The pain spread bit by bit, traveling through every corner of her body via her nerves, as sharp as a knife’s cut.

Chu Xinran’s body began to tremble, feeling an urge to destroy herself.

Why… Why did it have to be this way?

Suddenly mentioning the kiss with Fang Zhou, Han Xi’s face flushed, and she said stiffly, “That was an accident.”

That day, she had blacked out from drinking, her body reacting faster than her mind, and when she sobered up and recalled, it felt unbelievable.

“Actually, we…”

Han Xi turned her head, about to explain something to Chu Xinran, but suddenly noticed the girl in front of her trembling, her gaze vacant, her lips turning pale.

“Xinran? What’s wrong, Xinran!”

Han Xi clasped Chu Xinran’s shoulders anxiously and asked.

“You’re not suddenly ill, are you?”

She glanced around; no one else was following, and they were some distance from the villa. She wondered if there was enough time to go back and call for help.

Fortunately, the girl quickly stopped trembling, her gaze gradually focusing, and her spirit seemed to return.

She fixed her eyes back on Han Xi, her voice hoarse, telling her word by word.

“I am too, Fang Zhou’s ex-girlfriend.”

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