HEIFEIGU -Chapter 97

The unlucky one who got caught in the crossfire was a civilian female guest.

She was tall, with sharp, handsome features, short hair, and a straight, upright posture that made her look extremely cool.

As soon as she entered, she greeted the interview staff:

“Hello, I’m Yin Lening.”

【So cool, big sister!】

【This is totally my type.】

The staff unconsciously straightened up. “H-Hello! Welcome!”

“Ms. Yin, among yesterday’s Moments posts, which ones left the deepest impression on you?”

“Two,” Yin Lening answered crisply. “One was the moon and osmanthus flowers. The other was the starry sky.”

“Now, please choose the one that gave you the best first impression. If it matches the person in real life, you’ll get an extra date opportunity.”

Yin Lening hesitated for once. She pressed her lips together slightly and scrolled on her phone twice.

【You can tell she’s really here to find a partner.】

【She’s taking one date chance this seriously.】

【Dating her must be so happy.】

【I want to date her!】

【The first ‘dream girl’ fan on this show is actually a civilian guest.】

“I choose the starry sky.” Yin Lening opened the picture and showed it. “Is the interview over?”

“Yes, it’s over,” the staff replied uprightly. “You can go rest in the villa first, Ms. Yin.”

【I get the staff—she’s polite, but you just want to stand at attention in front of her.】

【‘Stand at attention’ is so accurate.】

After Yin Lening left, she saw three people standing at the entrance, the atmosphere extremely awkward.

To pretend he wasn’t close to Qian Shuyun, Xie Jixing had deliberately refused to go to the villa with him and asked Xiao Zhong to drive him instead. Unexpectedly, they met right at the drop-off point.

Qian Shuyun grabbed Xie Jixing, who was trying to slip away.

“Teacher Xie, care to explain why you’re pretending not to know me?”

“Ah, it’s… hard to explain in a few words,” Xie Jixing mumbled, dragging him forward.

In fact, he didn’t really understand either. He just felt his hairs standing on end.

“Xie Jixing?”

That flat, questioning tone sounded way too familiar.

Must be my imagination!

Xie Jixing paused, then sped up.

Qian Shuyun, being dragged along, turned back in confusion. “Was someone calling you?”

“You heard it too?” Xie Jixing widened his eyes. Damn, not an illusion.

His shoulders instantly slumped. His eyes and lips drooped as well. He stopped, turned back slightly, and peeked sneakily like a guilty kitten.

The man behind them wore a perfectly fitted three-piece suit, every line neat and precise.

His hair was slicked back, except for one loose strand at his temple. The rest was fixed neatly with wax.

Behind his silver half-rim glasses, sharp eyes locked onto Xie Jixing.

“Still trying to run?”

Qian Shuyun had never seen Xie Jixing like this.

He was always polite and well-behaved in public, but now his “good behavior” had gone beyond “well-behaved” and was sprinting straight toward “cowardly.”

“Sh-Shixiong…” Xie Jixing rubbed his nose and called softly, not daring to move.

“Looks like I didn’t mistake you,” the man said, walking over with faint mockery in his voice.

Xie Jixing tensed up even more.

Back then, he had thrown his master and senior brother out without permission, thinking that since he was going to die anyway, it didn’t matter.

Who knew he’d find a perfectly compatible body—and end up in the same world as them?

He could imagine how furious they must be.

Qian Shuyun felt he’d seen this man somewhere before, but couldn’t place him.

And the man’s familiar, controlling attitude toward Xie Jixing made him feel extremely threatened.

Qian stepped forward and blocked Xie Jixing.

“May I ask who you are?”

“Song Chu,” the man replied politely. “And you are?”

Song Chu—this name sounded familiar.

Qian Shuyun had heard of him before: a spoiled young master of the Song family in C City, supposedly half-crazy and half-foolish.

Rumors aside, that Song Chu definitely didn’t match this man.

Recently, the declining Song family had risen rapidly again. That did sound like something Song Chu could do.

“Hello, I’m Qian Shuyun.” Qian smiled professionally and shook hands. “I’m Xingxing’s boss.”

Song Chu glanced at him subtly and shook his hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Xie Jixing’s elder brother.”

The two sized each other up.

Between them, Xie Jixing was like an ant on a hot pan.

At that moment, the warm room door opened.

Yin Lening glanced at the three of them and asked uncertainly, “Are you also guests on the show?”

“Yes!” Xie Jixing answered eagerly.

“Oh, my interview is done. The next person can go in.”

“Okay!” Xie Jixing almost wanted to kowtow to her.

Saved.

He slipped out of the battlefield, pushed open the door, took a deep breath.

“Hi!”

“Hi.” Other than Chen Mengyu, he was the most energetic one so far.

The staff’s tone rose unconsciously. “Hello, Teacher Xie!”

“Hello.” Xie Jixing waved. My lifesavers.

Then he waved at the camera. “Hello, everyone.”

“Let’s get to the point. Which Moments post did you choose?”

This…

Xie Jixing hesitated.

If he chose Boss Qian…

Would his senior brother beat him up?

No, probably not. At most, he’d just make Boss Qian lose some money.

But lying to his senior brother would be worse—he might bankrupt him directly.

After all, his brother’s methods were terrifying.

Back when their sect declined, only one mountain, one hall, and a pill-refining master remained.

All that immense wealth Xie Jixing had burned through had been earned penny by penny by Song Chu.

“I choose the chibi God of Wealth.”

Losing money is better than bankruptcy. You’re just a cartoon God of Wealth—my brother is the real one.

“Why?” the staff gossiped loudly. “Yesterday someone tagged Teacher Xie in their Moments. What’s your relationship?”

【What? What? What?】

【Is there gossip?】

【Mengyu mentioned it too!】

【I screenshotted it!】

【Xie Jixing?】

【That tone is scary.】

【So is he the biggest ‘royal’ here?】

【First day and already so dramatic?】

“He is…” Xie Jixing’s CPU went into overdrive. “My creditor.”

Technically true.

Before transmigrating, he’d burned tons of his brother’s money and treasures.

【?】

【?? Didn’t expect that.】

【Creditor? Makes sense now.】

【Running into your creditor on a dating show???】

【Someone write this story, please!】

【Dating My Domineering Creditor】

【After Dating My Creditor, I Went Viral】

【Others fall in love, you repay debts】

“Ah?” The staff was stunned. “R-Really?”

“Yes!” Xie Jixing nodded sincerely. “So I chose the one with the God of Wealth avatar, hoping he’ll bring me more work.”

Perfect logic. Flawless.

“I’ll treasure every job and work hard to repay my debt.”

“And I’d like to remind everyone: pay your debts on time. Otherwise, you never know where you’ll meet your creditor.”

【I’m dying of laughter!】

【Let’s vote! Debt-Repayment CP must get No.1!】

After Xie Jixing left with his mic, viewers followed.

Since it was live, he didn’t dare call him “shixiong.”

“Teacher Song, it’s your turn next,” he said softly.

Song Chu glanced at him. “Wait here.”

The screen filled with: 【So sweet!】

Song Chu adjusted his tie and entered.

Viewers rushed back.

【Creditor, you’re so handsome!】

【Creditor, can I borrow ten million? I’ll pay with my body!】

【Five million is enough for me!】

【One yuan for me! I’m just broke!】

【Stop ruining the market!】

“Hello!” The staff greeted him, slipping out of habit, “Cred—creditor.”

Song Chu frowned slightly. “Sorry, did I not hear that clearly?”

“I’m Song Chu.”

“Oh! Yes, Teacher Song, hello.” The staff member let out a breath of relief. “My pronunciation isn’t very accurate. Welcome to Heartbeat Biological Clock.”

Although Teacher Xie might not be very welcoming.

“Was there any Moments post yesterday that left a particularly deep impression on you, Teacher Song?”

“Not the debt-collection kind.”

Song Chu looked at the staff member in confusion.

“I mean… the kind that makes you want to go on a date.”

“I studied your game rules beforehand.” Song Chu gently pushed up his glasses. “They’re not very rigorous.”

“If I choose a guest now and successfully match them, you haven’t restricted whether they can reject me.”

“That means even if I make a choice now, I might not get the result I want.”

“Ah… that seems to be true…” The staff member complained wildly in his heart.

Director, help!

Why did you make the rules so sloppy?!

This is a dating show, not a reasoning competition. Do they really need to be this strict?

“But that doesn’t matter. Love itself is something that can’t be analyzed with logic and reason. It’s normal for loopholes like this to exist.”

The staff member stared blankly at Song Chu.

Well said!

【Sisters, I’m backing out. The debt collector is handsome, but his brain seems a little broken.】

【With that icy expression, he really looks like he’s here to collect debts.】

【I even suspect the debt collector is an AI.】

“Then I choose the lady whose profile picture is a guitar.”

Surprisingly, a very normal choice.

“May I ask the reason?” the staff member asked cautiously. “And we didn’t announce genders. How are you sure she’s female?”

“The colors in the photo are dreamy. The lighting is delicate. It emphasizes atmosphere over physical form, which aligns more with female aesthetics.”

“Also, there’s a line of English on the guitar neck in her avatar. I checked—it’s a single released by an indie band.”

“All members of that band are women. The guitarist is called Chen Mengyu, which matches the guest list you gave me.”

Staff member: Ababa…

The entire virtual observation room fell silent for several seconds.

【Debt collector, did you get this wrong? This is a social reasoning show for us, and a dating show for you—not for you to do all the reasoning yourself.】