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    **Chapter 54: The Dating Show’s Least-Liked Socialite (3)**

    Watching Wen Yixuan eat so enthusiastically, viewers in the live chat couldn’t hold back:

    “Is it really that good? Wen Yixuan seems totally over-the-top—could it actually be that delicious?”

    “These noodles don’t look all that great, to be honest. They’re not even as good as An Shenshen’s! Are Wen Yixuan and Tang Qing teaming up and faking this for us?”

    Just as netizens were voicing their doubts, the camera suddenly shifted to another angle—someone else was coming downstairs!

    It was Mi Yang!

    Dressed in a simple hoodie, his hair was still damp and uncombed, clearly fresh out of the shower.

    “As expected of my man—naturally stunning! Every time I see that face, I just want to take him home!”

    “Wow, my man is here too! Isn’t he about to run into Tang Qing?”

    “Hahaha, talk about bad luck running into her. I can already imagine how annoyed Mi Yang’s going to look.”

    Only a week into the show, Tang Qing had already tried to flirt with Mi Yang multiple times, only to be shot down every time by the straightforward idol. On camera, Mi Yang’s disgust was clear—he looked like he wanted to push the spoiled rich girl away.

    Sure enough, the moment Mi Yang recognized Tang Qing downstairs, his first instinct was to book it back upstairs.

    But before he could turn around and walk away, Wen Yixuan spotted him and called out, “Mi Yang, are you hungry too?”

    “Come over! We’ve got something delicious here!”

    Like she’d struck gold, Wen Yixuan eagerly raved to Mi Yang, “Seriously, these noodles are amazing!”

    Delicious?

    Only then did Mi Yang notice Wen Yixuan and Tang Qing each holding a bowl, happily eating away. A mouthwatering smell drifted through the air, reaching Mi Yang’s nose.

    One whiff was all it took—his stomach growled loudly.

    He was hungry…

    Tang Qing had been spot-on earlier—An Shenshen’s cooking was absolute trash. That plate of spaghetti might’ve been the worst thing Mi Yang had ever tasted in his life.

    Frozen in place, Mi Yang watched Wen Yixuan wolf down the noodles, the scent in the air growing more and more tempting…

    Finally, Mi Yang caved, walking downstairs and sitting beside Wen Yixuan.

    Always the generous one, Wen Yixuan immediately stood up to serve him a bowl. “Lucky you came down—you’d be out of luck otherwise, since this is the last bit!”

    Grinning, she handed him the chopsticks. “Trust me, it’s incredible! You’ll regret it if you don’t try it!”

    Looking doubtful, Mi Yang took his first bite… His expression froze for a few seconds, twitching in shock.

    Then, viewers witnessed the usually irritable and hard-to-please idol singer transform into a happy little chipmunk, scarfing down the noodles like a whirlwind!

    “Seeing Mi Yang like this is proof—it must really be that good.”

    “I know my man—he’s the top food snob in the entertainment industry. If he’s eating this fast, it’s definitely delicious!”

    “I wonder what expression Mi Yang would make if he found out these noodles were actually made by Tang Qing?”

    Amid the hype in the comments, Mi Yang turned out to be the first of the three to finish his bowl. If not for the last bit of self-control, he probably would’ve slurped up every drop of the broth!

    Who knew it'd be this good! Wen Yixuan is such a good cook!

    Since moving in, Mi Yang hadn’t clicked with any of the girls. But after this bowl of noodles, he suddenly started seeing Wen Yixuan in a new light. Turning toward her, he said, "Thanks! You cooked really well!"

    Wen Yixuan was mid-slurp when she quickly explained, "It wasn't me. Tang Qing made it."

    "Bet you didn’t see that coming! Tang Qing can actually whip up noodles—and they’re this good!"

    What? Tang Qing made it?

    Tang Qing, of all people, didn’t seem like someone who could cook. And on the first day when they asked who could cook, she never volunteered…

    "I had the same expression as you at first. I swear, it really was Tang Qing."

    Wen Yixuan spoke earnestly, "So, you shouldn’t thank me. You should thank Tang Qing!"

    Thank her?

    Mi Yang, who had just been smiling, suddenly looked grim. He’d only just told Tang Qing off and told her to keep her distance—now he’d eaten something she made…

    He instantly regretted it.

    Why’d you have to go scavenging for food?

    And eat something from that woman?

    His face kept twitching, but the words of thanks just wouldn’t come out.

    "If you're uncomfortable, you can go throw it all up," Tang Qing suddenly said into the silence.

    "Forget the awkwardness. I don’t even want your thanks."

    "I threw it together. If it went uneaten, it would’ve been thrown out anyway. Think of it as trash duty." As always, Tang Qing was as arrogant as ever—rudeness seemed to be her trademark.

    Putting down her bowl and chopsticks without even glancing at Mi Yang, she turned to Wen Yixuan. "Wen Yixuan, since you ate my noodles, you’re on dish duty."

    "No problem, none at all!" Wen Yixuan bobbed her head like a dashboard toy. "Leave it to me!"

    "Great. You two chat. I’m heading upstairs."

    Only then did Mi Yang notice how different Tang Qing looked today. She wasn’t wearing any of her usual messy outfits—just basic PJs that hugged her figure nicely. Her hair was casually styled, and there was something weirdly at ease about her.

    That ease felt strange…

    As someone used to cameras, Mi Yang knew very well that maintaining that kind of relaxed vibe under constant observation took serious confidence.

    Tang Qing… seemed like she’d let her guard down completely.

    It wasn’t until she disappeared upstairs that Mi Yang snapped out of it, catching Wen Yixuan’s knowing look. "Hey, you were staring at Tang Qing for a while. What's going on in that head of yours?"

    "Don’t tell me you’re falling for her over some noodles?"

    Mi Yang turned red. "Are you out of your mind? Me? Like her? As if!"

    Wen Yixuan just rolled her eyes. "If you don’t, then you don’t. No need to freak out so much."

    That night, all eight guests received a message from the production team—their first match-up day would begin the next morning.

    All female guests have priority in choosing their partners. After obtaining the male guest's consent, they will form one-day couples and embark on a new dating journey.

    The system saw this message and clapped its little hands in excitement, exclaiming joyfully, "Wow, Tang Qing, this world is great! The show actively creates opportunities for you to interact with each male lead! This makes our mission way easier!"

    "Heehee, Mi Yang just ate the noodles you made, and his Love Points for you are now at -27, up by 3 points!"

    "Not bad—score one for our side! How about we choose Mi Yang for tomorrow’s date and win him over right away?"

    Tang Qing scoffed. "Are you serious? Mi Yang’s Love Points for me are still negative. Do you really think he’d agree if I invited him tomorrow?"

    "If I go, nine times out of ten I'll get rejected."

    The system paused, thought for a moment, and realized she was right. Mumbling, it asked, "Then who should we pick?"

    Tang Qing twirled a strand of hair that had drifted to her nose and said nonchalantly, "Su Chengwen."

    "A relationship-virgin genius, shy and timid. Tell me, if I choose him, how could he say no to me?"

    "For the first dating day, if this young lady ends up with no one choosing her, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?"

    With a bright smile, Tang Qing had already made her calculations. Among the three male leads, she'd go for the low-hanging fruit first.

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