The show was about nature. We had to go out and find food ourselves at noon. For an immersive experience, the production team took away our cell phones.

But for me, it was normal. I studied horticulture and often dealt with plants and flowers. I was at ease.

The two male comedians agreed readily. The actress, who had been living a healthy lifestyle, sipped some coffee and casually handed over her cell phone to the production team. Cruz didn't say anything, but Isabel looked at her cell phone reluctantly, acting like a spoiled child.

"Isabel is so cute, I want to take her away."

"Humph, it's just giving up the cell phone. Others are not so reluctant. She is so fake!"

"Are you a hater? Who can live without a cell phone in modern society? If it were me, I wouldn't want to give it up either."

"Exactly! Isabel loves surfing the internet. That's all."

Isabel glanced at the comments on the screen and subtly smiled. Finally, she let go and sat on the carpet.

It was my first day here. It was far too early, so we chatted and got closer before we went to search for food.

The other male comedian, John Lawson, joked, "How did pure Isabel start to change her style? But this black outfit is perfect for you."

Isabel blushed and smiled. Secretly glancing at Cruz, she said, "A few days ago, someone had a quarrel with me, so I wore this outfit and wanted to coax him back."

I wondered how she was connected with Cruz.

Henry smiled, looking at her and Cruz alternatively. Then he teasingly said, 'That person must be very important to you, right? Is he your boyfriend?"

Isabel coughed and said firmly, "He matters a lot to me." But she didn't say if it was her boyfriend.

But everyone present was astute. Everyone could see who she was referring to.

At this time, Cruz peeled an orange and wanted to hand it to me. I was surprised, stepping back. He paused for a moment before saying angrily, "Do you want to eat it or not?"

I glanced at everyone, smiled awkwardly, and carefully took it over before thanking him.

"I can't believe it. I just shipped Cruz and Isabel. What's wrong with Cruz.?"

"Just now, Isabel was referring to Cruz, right? Right? Right? How can Cruz treat her like this? I am pissed off."

"Cruz, Cruz don't do this. You will regret it once you lose Isabel. I am crying."

"Haven't you seen that Isabel's face has turned pale? What's the fuss about? Explain it clearly. I don't want the couple I just shipped to have a gloomy ending."

"Julia is a petty internet celebrity. Is she that insensible? Don't you be a third wheel to Cruz and Isabel!"

Well, the blame was so much for me.

Isabel smiled and said sadly, "But he seems to be angry with me now. Does anyone have any ideas to make peace between us?"

John and Henry put forward suggestions one after another. The actress, Monica, spoke up, "It depends on the reason why he's angry with you."

Isabel hesitated and said, "Well, um..."

Cruz suddenly stood up and said, "It's almost noon, let's go find something to eat. We have to cook when we come back."

It seemed like he helped Isabel out of the predicament. I spoke to him in a place where the camera wasn't in place. I said, "I didn't have breakfast. I'm hungry."

But the netizens, who were in the dark, were guessing one after another.

We, who were divided into three groups, drew lots to decide who should be in which group. Surprisingly, I ended up in the same group as Isabel.

Two male comedians formed one group. Monica and Cruz formed another.

Isabel took the initiative to pick up the basket and sweetly said, "Hello, you should be older than me, so I’ll call Julia. Julia, let's go."

Cruz watched us leave. Suddenly Isabel turned around, waved her hand, and smiled brightly.

Monica tapped Cruz's head and said, "Kid, stop staring. Let's go."

"Did you see that? They won me over again. Is Cruz so obsessed with Isabel?"

"They didn't quarrel at all. It is a show of affection between a young couple."

"It is funny that Monica tapped on Cruz's head. Who is with me to find it funny? As usual, Monica is a straightforward and irritable person living a healthy lifestyle."

"I am crying. Why didn't the couple end up together? Is the production team not doing their job? And what about Julia? Nobody is here for her, okay? I wonder how she got into this show."

Isabel and I walked to a tree to pick mushrooms. She suddenly took off her headphones and asked, "Julia, do you know Cruz?"

I couldn't figure out what she meant. I said, "What's wrong?" Staring at the mushrooms, I carefully selected the non-toxic ones.

She said in a determined tone, "He is mine, and if possible, I hope you can help me afterward."

I was confused, thinking, "Could it be that someone important to Isabel was indeed Cruz? She dressed up like this intentionally?"

"But why? Is she trying to make everyone think Cruz and her are a couple?"

Cruz was indeed handsome, with dense eyebrows, bright eyes, long eyelashes, a tall-risen nose, fair skin, and pink lips. With a dazzling diamond earring on his left ear, he was somewhat unruly and handsome amid the sunlight.

But even so, it wasn't like every girl should fall for him. After all, many more male stars in the entertainment industry were more handsome than him.

I calmly said, "I heard that he has a girlfriend."

I had been with him since my junior year. Four years had passed. Two years ago, he released his first album and quickly became popular. At that time, the video of mine went viral online. I didn't want my life to be disturbed, so I suggested not making our relationship known to the public. However, there were no secrets in the world. However careful we were, netizens found out that he had a girlfriend, but they didn't know who she was.

Isabel's eyes flickered as she whispered to me, "I am his girlfriend."

I looked at her in astonishment, thinking, "If you are his girlfriend, then who am I?"

She thought I didn't believe her. Then she anxiously, "I am telling the truth. Did you see the photos of us we were arguing a few days ago? He was jealous. I filmed a scene where I was with another man intimately, and he thus quarreled with me. If you help us get back together, I will pay you as generously as you want."

"Um... there is no need."

Sometimes she should consider her reasons. Why hadn't she been together with Cruz after so many years? Had she made any effort? Why hadn't their relationship improved?

Seeing that I didn't speak, she snorted and ignored me. Then she reached out to grab a bright red mushroom.

I quickly stopped her. Grabbing her wrist, I said seriously, "This is Flame Fungus. It looks like a chili pepper or a finger shooting out flames. It is highly toxic. A touch of it can cause skin ulceration. Eating it by mistake could be fatal."

Isabel felt a little scared, her body stiffened, and her eyes filled with tears. She looked pitiful.

I softened my heart and let go of her hand. She rubbed her wrist and looked at me with grievance, saying, "Julia, you hurt me."

"Her wrist is red. What is this woman trying to do?"

"She is trying to save Isabel. Your fans are so insensible. You probably want her skin to ulcerate, right?"

"There are so many ways to save someone. Why did she use so much force? Isn't it because she is jealous of Isabel?"

"Isabel, don't cry, don't be wronged. Go back and let Cruz avenge you."

I felt a lump in my heart, but Isabel laughed when she read the comments on the screen. Then she whispered to me, "Look, this is the consequence of not helping me."