Chapter 92: Brother Chuan Isn’t Capable?

Everyone boarded the yacht one by one.

Bai Ruoruo stood on the shore, watching with uncontrollable jealousy and resentment.

She was jealous that she wasn’t the one standing beside Gu Chuan!

She resented Jiang Mi for stealing the affection that should have belonged to her.

Her eyes shifted to the phone in Lu Yu’s hand, and suddenly, she had a brilliant idea.

“Are you all going out to sea? I want to join you, is that okay?” Her voice was soft and filled with a pleading tone.

At this moment, they were live streaming with millions of viewers watching. If Jiang Mi refused, she could easily play the victim and claim that Jiang Mi was isolating her. But if Jiang Mi agreed, that would be even better—she would seize the chance to get closer to Gu Chuan.

Jiang Mi stood on the yacht, looking down at Bai Ruoruo, her gaze sharp and penetrating, as if all demons and monsters had nowhere to hide under her scrutiny.

Bai Ruoruo felt nervous, and her expression became even more fragile and pitiful. “Mimi, I just want to join everyone. Can you not… target me like this?”

Jiang Mi let out a cold laugh, completely unfazed. “If you know I’m targeting you, then stop trying to get close to me. I find you annoying, so keep your distance.”

Yes, just like this—bully her in front of the audience!

Bai Ruoruo was secretly delighted, but her face turned red, almost in tears. “Mimi, I… I…”

“You have the time to act pitiful with me, but why not go comfort Ji Tong? After all, he’s only ended up like this because of you. Are you sure you want to abandon him and go out to sea with us?”

Jiang Mi’s voice was eerie, every word a trap.

If Bai Ruoruo dared to plot against her, she would return the favor tenfold.

As it happened, the girlfriend fans who had been deeply hurt by their beloved idol now had mixed feelings—some chose to turn a blind eye, considering the past three years of their youth wasted, but many others were filled with resentment and needed an outlet for their anger.

Bai Ruoruo was the perfect target.

[It’s all that b**** Bai Ruoruo’s fault! If it weren’t for her, how could Ji Tong have ended up like this?]

[When he first debuted, my brother loved us fans the most. Yes, it must be all Bai Ruoruo’s doing!]

[Bai Ruoruo should die. Ji Tong has fallen, and you, the culprit, shouldn’t get away with it either!]

[I hate Ji Tong, but I hate Bai Ruoruo even more. She’s the one who led him astray!]

At this moment, Bai Ruoruo subconsciously looked at Ji Tong. Seeing him in such a pathetic state, a flicker of disdain flashed in her eyes.

Of course, Ji Tong, who had clung to Bai Ruoruo as his last hope, didn’t miss this. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, replaced by a growing hatred.

However, Jiang Mi wasn’t interested in this dog-eat-dog drama between the two of them. She was more eager to prove to the viewers that she was far from bedridden and that her stamina was top-notch!

As the yacht sailed into the sea, the salty sea breeze caressed their skin, bringing a refreshing and relaxing sensation. The waves crashed against the yacht, splashing water into the air.

They arrived at a spot perfect for surfing.

Jiang Mi couldn’t wait to dive into the sea.

She stepped onto a surfboard, moving gracefully with the waves, her figure agile and free, both thrilling and beautiful.

It seemed she was deliberately showing off, flipping the board and soaring into the air as a giant wave rolled up.

The golden sunlight bathed her, giving her a soft glow. As the wave fell, she leaped out of the water like a mermaid.

Lu Yu, holding her phone, couldn’t contain her excitement. “Mimi, that was awesome! You’re my idol!”

Gu Chuan’s deep, intense gaze never left the girl.

Fearless, carefree, stunning—these were qualities that had never belonged to that spoiled and arrogant heiress, but were entirely Mimi’s.

Unique, captivating, and irresistible.

After showing off her surfing skills, Jiang Mi couldn’t wait to check the comments, eager to see how the rumors about her being bedridden were being debunked. But to her surprise, things were taking a bizarre turn.

[Huh? How does Mimi still have so much energy? Shouldn’t she be lying in bed all weak and exhausted right now?]

[Yeah, after what happened last night, shouldn’t she be wiped out? Is Brother Chuan not up to the task?]

[Stop spreading lies! My Brother Chuan is bursting with male hormones. With that fit physique, there’s no way he’s lacking in stamina!]

[Maybe he’s all show and no substance. I’ve heard that a lot of athletes aren’t actually that great in the bedroom—three minutes is generous.]

[If Brother Chuan is only three minutes, then it makes sense why Mimi is still so full of energy.]

Three minutes?

Ahem!

Jiang Mi stifled her laughter and glanced at Gu Chuan. She couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a snicker.

Gu Chuan raised an eyebrow and walked over. “What’s so funny?”

Jiang Mi quickly tried to hide her phone. This kind of thing couldn’t be seen by a man, or else…

But the next second, Cheng Lin slapped his thigh and burst into laughter. “Brother Chuan, the comments are saying you’re not up to it! They’re saying you can’t even last three minutes. This is about a man’s pride—don’t you want to clear things up?”

Some people are just that nosy. Even with the real person right in front of them, they insist on looking at the comments instead. And if that wasn’t enough, they just had to say it out loud.

Jiang Mi’s smile instantly froze.

Gu Chuan’s dark eyes filled with a dangerous glint. “I’m not up to it?”

Jiang Mi’s head started to throb. She fumbled to end the live stream, “Haha, they’re just joking, just joking.”

Gu Chuan’s deep voice continued, “Only three minutes?”

“No, no, no…” Jiang Mi frantically tried to close the stream, but the more she panicked, the harder it was to tap the button. Instead, she watched as the comments flew by, all filled with suggestive and teasing remarks!

Jiang Mi’s pale face flushed with embarrassment. Suddenly, her fingers were wrapped in a man’s grip.

His low, magnetic voice, tinged with a hint of mischief, echoed in her ear, “Tell them, am I up to it or not?”