Chapter 6 – The Mutual Heartflutter Letter (1/2)

After Jiang Wan’s little interruption, the awkward atmosphere among the guests, who’d all been strangers just moments before, eased up quickly.

Song Yanyan had told herself firmly that no matter what Jiang Wan said or did, she absolutely wouldn’t pay her any attention.
But… she just couldn’t help it—she burst out laughing too.

Both exasperating and funny.

Shi Lan didn’t bother to hide her fondness for Jiang Wan at all. She simply praised her outright:
“You think fast, and you’re funny. I like that.”

Being complimented like that by Shi Lan, this cool, beautiful “ice queen” type of sister, made Jiang Wan automatically clap her palms over her cheeks.
She broke into a big, dazzling smile to show friendliness.

[I’m shocked… The first “I like you” of this dating show is… between the female guests?!]
[Ahhhh! Cold Beauty x Sunny Puppy Girl—Mother, I’m shipping it already!]
[How is it that Jiang Wan seemed like such a shut-in when she left the house, but the second she meets people, she turns into this charming ball of chaos?]
[If she’s a puppy, it makes sense—some dogs just go nuts around people.]
[As an ISFP, I kind of get her. You can be an introvert but still turn into an excitable chatterbox (lol).]

But Jiang Wan’s grin didn’t last long.

Because the production team had started playing the final guest’s interview—the one where Jiang Qi described his ideal type.

The first time he’d been asked this question was right after his first drama blew up.

At the time, Jiang Qi was still new to the industry, full of youthful arrogance.
He looked visibly impatient during interviews, but when he heard this particular question, he lowered his gaze to the floor.

With a hint of grievance in his voice, he said:
“It’s hard to say what kind of type I like. But I definitely don’t like the kind of girl with pretty eyes who always gives those soft, lingering looks, who’s nice to everyone and makes people misunderstand and think they have a chance.”

The answer he gave today was more understated, as though time had filed down his rough edges.

He said simply:
“Someone who can make me fall in love at first sight.”

The comment section fell silent.

[…I think I just understood something, and I’m no longer laughing.]
[Me too. Let me sum it up: Jiang Qi once liked a girl who already had a boyfriend. She had pretty eyes, was really nice to him, made him think he stood a chance. He worked up the courage to confess, she agreed to meet him… then ghosted him.]
[The reason Jiang Qi has never dated: His first crush scarred him too badly, LOL.]
[Bro, you really can’t keep a secret, huh? You’re practically muttering your tragic backstory out loud. He’s turning into a resentful little ghost.]
[I’m dying to know: What kind of woman could haunt Jiang Qi for this many years? I’m so jealous!]
[Shouldn’t we be asking: What kind of man managed to beat Jiang Qi to her heart?! If Jiang Qi were chasing me, I’d break up with my boyfriend immediately.]

Hearing Jiang Qi’s words, Jiang Wan propped her chin on her hand, deep in thought.

She was puzzled.
She was confused.
She was thoroughly at a loss.

Shang Gubai noticed the way her face was practically spelling out bewilderment.
Even though she’d embarrassed him a little earlier, he couldn’t resist being drawn in and finally leaned over to ask:
“Jiang Wan, what are you thinking about?”

Jiang Wan lifted her head and, after thinking for a moment, finally managed to piece together her question.

In an uncertain tone, she asked:
“So… he wants to find a girl whose eyes aren’t pretty?”

After she said it, she clicked her tongue softly and muttered under her breath:
“If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that whoever gets picked… well…”

She didn’t finish the sentence, but everyone immediately understood the implication.

[Getting chosen by Jiang Qi = your eyes are ugly?!]
[No, sis, that’s not the point of his story!]
[Jiang Qi: (pours out his wounded heart) Blah blah blah my tragic love… Jiang Wan: So, basically, you hate pretty eyes.]

Song Yanyan froze, then instinctively glanced over at the nearest tabletop mirror to check.

Thank goodness—she had a pair of eyes just as pretty as Jiang Wan’s.

Shi Lan, ever the accomplice, looked back and forth between Jiang Wan and Song Yanyan. Then she calmly extended her hand toward Jiang Qi.
“Love letter. Hand it over.”

[HAHAHA Jiang Wan has single-handedly derailed the entire thought process of everyone present!]
[Yanyan self-checking in the mirror was killing me.]
[Shi Lan, you’re seriously just going along with this nonsense?]
[Shi Lan, don’t be so hard on yourself! Your almond-shaped phoenix eyes are stunning and elegant. Some people just don’t appreciate classical beauty!]

Jiang Qi could only laugh helplessly.