Chapter 11

Thunder rumbled, and rain poured down like a torrential flood.

The deserted island was drenched with a heavy downpour.

This scene stunned everyone watching the live stream.

[My God…]
[It, it really started raining?]
[And it’s a thunderstorm with heavy rain!]
[Damn, is Ruan Xizhi a prophet?]
[Not just heavy rain, it’s a storm with strong winds that blew away Ruan Miaorui’s tent!]
[Is it really that intense??? I’m going to check it out!]

Everyone left Ruan Xizhi’s silent live stream and moved to another live stream room, which was in chaos.

Without survival experience, Ruan Miaorui, Song Sangyue, and the new guest Zhong Qianwen, who arrived just in time for the storm, rushed to pack up the tools scattered on the ground, along with the little food they had.

However, the storm arrived so suddenly that Song Sangyue didn’t manage to close the tent. The wind poured inside, and by the time she reacted, the tent had been ripped out and blown into the sky.

It flew farther and farther away.

Song Sangyue: “……”

Now, only the tent set up by the production crew remained, but those were double tents. There were five of them in total, and it was impossible to fit everyone.

The rain didn’t seem to stop but only grew heavier. There was no time to worry about it. They had to shove the two kids inside first.

After salvaging what they could from this disaster, the three adults were drenched. When they looked at the supplies provided by the show, they were utterly stunned.

Before, things were bare, but now they were in dire straits. They wouldn’t last even half a day, let alone two days and a night.

Zhong Qianwen, who had arrived just in time for this situation, was particularly unlucky.

She glanced at the other two guests, and suddenly felt confused. Her straightforward personality led her to ask, “Aren’t there supposed to be four groups of guests? What about the other group?”

Had they been blown away by the wind?

This made Ruan Miaorui angry. Her child had been taken by that woman.

But thinking about it, with such heavy rain and no tent, they could be anywhere, suffering from the wind and rain too.

Maybe Ruan Xizhi had already become the most despised person, cursed and humiliated by everyone.

Thinking of this, Ruan Miaorui felt comforted.

“I don’t know.” Ruan Miaorui gazed at the pouring rain outside, pretending to be sad. “My Tongtong was taken away by her too. I wonder how he is now. I wonder if he’s wet, if he’s hungry… sigh.”

Song Sangyue snickered in her heart. She had been in the business for years and had seen all kinds of people. She immediately saw through Ruan Miaorui’s acting.

However, she wasn’t the type to meddle in other people’s business, so she didn’t call her out. She turned to change Chengcheng’s clothes, choosing to ignore it.

She didn’t want to get into any drama.

Zhong Qianwen had heard Ruan Miaorui sing before, and she thought her voice was really good, so she always had a positive impression of her.

She tried to comfort Ruan Miaorui. “Don’t worry, everything should be fine.”

The netizens quickly became her spokesperson in the live stream and echoed her words.

[It’s more than fine, they’re probably sleeping soundly hahaha]
[I don’t know why, but I smell tea.]
[You should worry about yourself. Tongtong is neither wet nor hungry, and he’s sleeping soundly. Please don’t disturb him~]
[When you follow Xizhi, you get five meals a day!]

The split-screen footage had such a huge impact that it quickly trended.

#Two Extremes on the Deserted Island#
#Vacation vs. Survival#
#Ruan Xizhi Holds One Kid in Each Hand, Living at the Peak of Life#

The last hashtag was so unique that its popularity skyrocketed, quickly making it into the top five trending topics.

[This is so heartwarming.]
[I’m so jealous.]
[Whose kid is this? Come here, Auntie wants to give you a kiss!]
[Peak life, I want two obedient kids like this.]
[Laughing to death, everyone went to the deserted island to experience life, but Ruan Xizhi ended up living a vacation life with two kids hahahaha]

The image of Ruan Xizhi holding the two kids spread widely and became a meme of “life at its peak.”

Su Tongtong’s mother, Tang Yan, had been following this variety show since her daughter appeared on “Mom, I’m Back.” However, she had overdone it yesterday, and her migraine flared up. Due to her excessive focus, Tongtong’s father confiscated her phone.

After waiting for a long time, Tang Yan finally saw Su Zhouchen return. She quickly opened her phone to check the live stream, but to her surprise, a trending Weibo post caught her attention.

She clicked on it, and immediately, a heavy feeling struck her heart.

Her precious daughter was being held by another woman.

The comments below were filled with “warm” follow-ups.

Su Tongtong was raised by Tang Yan herself, never leaving her side since she was little. Apart from Tang Yan, she had never been this close to anyone else.

It would be a lie to say she wasn’t jealous.

In fact, she was a bit envious.

How could someone else be holding her adorable Tongtong?

But as she scrolled down the comments, the discomfort in her heart eased a little. She zoomed in on the picture and admired her daughter’s cute, chubby face.

She was the most adorable no matter how you looked at her.

Really, whose child is this so adorable?

Of course, it was hers.

After calming herself, Tang Yan noticed that the woman in the photo indeed had a literary look, but… huh?

Why did her eyebrows and eyes resemble her husband’s so much?

Just at that moment, Su Zhouchen came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, his wet hair pushed back, revealing his deep-set eyes and brows.

Tang Yan raised an eyebrow and glanced again at the woman on her phone.

From a certain angle, it really did resemble him.

“What are you looking at so intently?” Su Zhouchen walked over, snatched the phone from her hand, and leaned down to meet her gaze, his voice low and husky, “Can you focus a little on your husband, hmm?”

Tang Yan naturally reached up and hooked her arm around his shoulder. “You’re jealous of a child?”

Su Zhouchen admitted frankly, “Yes.”

His words made Tang Yan laugh, and the atmosphere in the room gradually became more intimate. The man leaned in, burying his face in her neck, revealing his possessiveness without hiding it.

“You’re my wife.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m yours.” Tang Yan enjoyed his possessiveness, but suddenly stiffened as his breath brushed against her ear, followed by a gentle bite.

It didn’t hurt, but it sent a wave of tingling throughout her body.

Seeing things heading in an undesirable direction, Tang Yan’s ears turned red, and she gently pushed him away. “Wait, I need to ask you something first.”

The man raised his head, meeting her gaze for two seconds, then hummed lowly, but Tang Yan felt his hand move down to her waist, making her tense up.

Noticing her reaction, the man’s voice held a trace of amusement. “What is it? Ask me.”

Tang Yan’s ears turned red, and her eyes reddened too. She was already sensitive, and now she could clearly feel Su Zhouchen’s wandering hand.

She pretended to glare at him in anger, but it was clearly in vain.

Tang Yan gave up on struggling, meeting his calm gaze and biting her lip, asking, “Do you have another little sister?”

Su Zhouchen’s hand paused, his brows furrowing. “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”

Tang Yan sensed the change in his expression. “I heard your mother mention it.”

Su Zhouchen seemed to think of something, sitting up on the bed, his expression becoming serious. His voice lowered a few degrees. “Yes, I do have another little sister.”

Seeing his troubled expression, Tang Yan hugged his waist from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder. “Sorry, did I ask something I shouldn’t?”

Su Zhouchen took her hand. “It’s fine, just don’t bring it up in front of my mom. She can’t handle it.”

Tang Yan was very curious about this matter, but seeing Su Zhouchen’s expression, she decided to let it go.

“Okay, I understand.”

Su Zhouchen turned and kissed her forehead. “Go to sleep first. I just remembered there’s a contract I haven’t looked at. Don’t wait for me.”

Tang Yan knew he wasn’t actually looking at a contract, but didn’t call him out. “Alright.”

Su Zhouchen didn’t go to look at the contract; instead, he went to the balcony.

He took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and lit the first cigarette he had smoked in three years.

Ever since Tongtong was born, he had quit smoking.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he stared into the darkness ahead, as if seeing the fire from twenty years ago right in front of him.

The fierce flames had burned down the Su family.

He took a deep drag.

And his little sister in the fire, Xixi.