: Raiding the House at Dawn? The Young Lady's Food-Protecting Hamster Operation!

Lin Mo's desperate cry of "What a terrible thing!" echoed for a long time in the empty lobby of the Heartbeat House.

However, the production team had no intention of giving him any chance to reminisce about his thermos.

A dozen or so security personnel dressed in black, with expressionless faces, had already pounced into the crowd like wolves, armed with metal detectors and baskets.

"Line up! Hands behind your heads! Turn all your pockets inside out!"

The assistant director’s cold and ruthless instructions blared from the loudspeaker, carrying an unquestionable forcefulness.

The entire hall instantly transformed into a refugee camp, filled with heart-wrenching cries of agony.

Zhao Kuo's hair was a mess, like a bird's nest, and he was desperately clutching the pocket of his high-end windbreaker, trying to make a last-ditch effort.

"This is Australian M9 Wagyu beef jerky that I bought at a high price! And this is Belgian Royal Handmade Chocolate!"

Zhao Kuo roared hoarsely, "I usually have low blood sugar! If I faint from hunger on the island, can your production team take responsibility?!"

The security guard in black didn't even glance at him before roughly snatching the bag of snacks from his arms.

"Survival on a desert island is all about living in nature. Young Master Zhao, tree bark can also provide sugar."

The security guards ruthlessly threw all the expensive imported snacks into the confiscation bin.

Zhao Kuo watched helplessly as his "lifeline" was ruthlessly taken away, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the marble floor on the spot.

The search and seizure operation was carried out swiftly and decisively, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Cosmetics, sunscreen, lighters, and even half a compressed biscuit that Lin Chacha hid in the sole of her shoe could not escape the detector's keen eye.

Soon, the security guard with the infrared detector stopped in his tracks.

His cold, machine-like gaze was fixed on Jiang Ruoyun, who was standing in the corner.

This heiress, who usually wears jewelry worth tens of millions of yuan to banquets, looked like an adorable little hamster guarding its food at this moment.

She was wearing a thin silk nightgown, her arms tightly wrapped around her chest, and she was in a state of extreme defensiveness.

What she was tightly protecting in her arms was neither expensive jewelry nor a limited edition bag.

It was a rather simple, transparent glass jar.

Inside was Lin Mo's "secret beef chili sauce," which he had made himself last night in the kitchen while he was bored, using ordinary beef brisket and fresh bird's eye chilies.

That was a side dish that Lin Mo casually prepared for her because he saw that she couldn't get used to the bland boxed lunches from the production team.

"Miss Jiang."

The security guard, expressionless, extended his gloved hand. "Prohibited food items, please hand them over voluntarily."

Jiang Ruoyun's beautiful fox-like eyes widened instantly, her face full of vigilance.

She instinctively took a half-step behind Lin Mo, her slender fingers gripping the glass jar even tighter.

"I won't hand it over." Jiang Ruoyun's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a stubbornness that said she'd rather die than bend.

"This is against the rules, Ms. Jiang. Please don't make things difficult for us." The security officer took a step closer, his tone becoming more forceful.

Jiang Ruoyun's eyes instantly reddened.

At 3 a.m., when I felt insecure, and in despair at the moment when I was about to be exiled to a remote, undeveloped island.

This jar of chili sauce was made by Lin Mo himself, bit by bit, and it was the only comfort and confidence in her heart.

Anyone who dares to take what Lin Mo made for her will become her mortal enemy.

Under the immense pressure of a sense of crisis, the brain circuits of this chaebol heiress suddenly underwent an incredible distortion.

"Your rules prohibit bringing prohibited food onto the island, right?"

Jiang Ruoyun sniffed, a resolute light, almost tragic, flashing in her eyes.

next second.

With a crisp "snap," she not only didn't hand over the jar, but instead twisted open the metal cap!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, who were completely caught off guard.

She grabbed the small wooden spoon that came with the jar, scooped out a big spoonful of beef sauce coated in chili oil, closed her eyes, and stuffed it into her mouth!

"Once I eat it all... it won't count as supplies!"

Jiang Ruoyun mumbled incoherently while chewing frantically, her cheeks bulging out.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned by the young lady's astonishing "food-guarding" behavior.

Zhao Kuo stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief. He never dreamed that Jiang Ruoyun, who was always aloof and elegant, would go to such lengths to improve her stutter.

But that's a secret-recipe chili sauce made from pure bird's eye chilies!

Lin Mo made this so that she could eat a small spoonful of sauce with a whole bowl of rice slowly!

At 3 a.m., on an empty stomach, swallowing a large mouthful of pure hot sauce would have unimaginable consequences.

"Cough cough cough—!"

In less than three seconds.

An unusually intense and spicy stinging sensation instantly shot up Jiang Ruoyun's esophagus and straight to the top of her head.

Her fair cheeks flushed a deep, tomato-red color at a visible speed.

Large, natural tears rolled uncontrollably down her beautiful, watery eyes.

Jiang Ruoyun choked and bent over, supporting herself on her knee with one hand, coughing violently until she could barely breathe.

Even so, she still held onto the glass jar tightly with her other hand, guarding against the security guard's attempt to snatch it.

Lin Mo, who had been standing to the side as if everything was none of her business, suddenly felt her heart skip a beat.

He had originally decided to play dead on the sidelines and let the production crew search him, so that he could get through this unfortunate variety show.

But when he saw the young lady who usually had to be picky about the temperature of her water, looking so disheveled...

The hard shell of "Buddhist-style slacking off" that Lin Mo had built in his heart shattered into dust in an instant.

Is this silly girl's brain filled with water?!

Lin Mo's breathing suddenly quickened, and an indescribable storm of emotions surged in his eyes.

It's just a jar of hot sauce. Once we get to the island, we can just find another way to get her something else to eat. Is it really worth risking our lives to protect her?

Is she really that concerned about things she made herself?! To the point of hurting herself?

After a brief but intense shock, my heart began to pound uncontrollably.

And a deep, unfathomable heartache that even he himself was unaware of.

The anger that had been suppressed for half a day due to morning grumpiness finally erupted at this moment.

Lin Mo's face instantly darkened to the point where it seemed as if water could drip from it, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.

He abruptly pushed aside the two security guards blocking his way, and strode across with his long legs.

With an undeniable and domineering aura, Lin Mo grabbed Jiang Ruoyun's slender wrist.

With his other hand, he unceremoniously snatched the glass jar from her arms.

At the same time.

The capital city, thousands of miles away.

The clock hands had just passed 3:30 a.m.

The spacious master bedroom was quiet and still, with only the air humidifier spraying fine water mist and the aromatherapy lamp emitting a soothing scent.

Suddenly, the tablet computer on the bedside table emitted a very abrupt "ding-dong" notification sound.

That was a "special attention" reminder that Jiang Jianguo specially set up for this dating reality show.

The highest level of alert will be automatically triggered whenever there is a sudden, high-energy scene in the live stream or his daughter appears on camera.

The richest man in Beijing's elite circle, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly became as if he had a spring inside him.

He was wearing a dark blue silk nightgown and sprang up directly from his expensive silk quilt.

"What happened?! Did that brat surnamed Lin tamper with my daughter's door in the middle of the night?!"

Jiang Jianguo didn't even have time to put on his reading glasses before grabbing the tablet and bringing the screen to his nose.

When he saw the scene in the live stream.

This business tycoon, who was usually ruthless in the business world and could bankrupt several listed companies with a single sentence, widened his eyes in an instant.

In the picture, his beloved daughter, whom he had cherished since childhood, is now standing in the cold hall wearing only a thin nightgown.

What devastated him most was that Jiang Ruoyun's face turned bright red from the spiciness, and she was bent over coughing violently.

Those pearl-like tears fell like beads from a broken string!

Meanwhile, the staff member in black next to her coldly stretched out his hand, forcing her to hand over what was in her arms.

"That's outrageous!"

Jiang Jianguo slammed his hand on the bedside table, making the bone china water glass on it clang loudly.

He was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his meticulously trimmed beard was shaking.

"These bastards! They even dare to bully my daughter!"

The old father felt as if someone was cutting his heart with a knife; he paced back and forth in his spacious bedroom like a trapped beast.

"A body search? Confiscating supplies in the middle of the night? And making Ruoyun look like this! This lousy production team must have a death wish!"

Jiang Jianguo was furious. He grabbed the intercom from the bedside table and shouted so loudly it could blow the roof off.

"Butler! Call the group's investment department within ten minutes!"

"No matter which investor is backing this production team, I'm going to acquire them outright tomorrow morning!"

"I'm going to make the entire director and producer of this lousy show jobless! Send them to Siberia to shovel snow!"

housekeeper:"......"

Meanwhile, the atmosphere inside the Heartbeat House lobby had plummeted to freezing point.

After snatching the jar of chili sauce, Lin Mo ignored the security personnel standing nearby who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Ruoyun, who was still coughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.

The girl's nose was bright red, and glistening teardrops clung to her long eyelashes, making her look extremely pitiful.

Lin Mo's heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible thread.

He bent down slightly and raised his large, well-defined hand.

Lin Mo looked at Jiang Ruoyun, who was coughing so hard she couldn't straighten up, and unabashedly wiped the red saliva from the corner of her mouth with his rough thumb, scolding her in a low voice, "Are you an idiot? Don't you want your stomach?"

After finishing the training, he stuffed the remaining half-jar of chili sauce into his large trouser pocket and stood in front of Jiang Ruoyun like an angry, protective beast, staring at the assistant director with extremely dangerous eyes.