Ming Zhi wore a black crop top and wide-leg pants, paired with chunky dad sneakers and a baseball cap pulled low over her head. Her delicate, cold face, not yet fully matured, exuded an aura that was both commanding and cool—a true badass queen.
But why… was there a little one attached to her?
She was holding a two- or three-year-old toddler, whose blue gauze dress made her skin look especially fair. Her hair was styled in a flower-bud bun, topped with a sparkling tiara, making her look like a runaway Disney princess.
Strangely enough, the pairing of the tall and the tiny felt unexpectedly harmonious.
So, was the toddler part of her outfit?
The barrage of comments fell silent for a moment before exploding—
[Ahhh, Sister Zhi’s legs are longer than my entire life!]
[Wow, what an adorable little one! She instantly stole my heart!]
[Is the little one Sister Zhi’s younger sister? Their eyes and brows look so similar!]
[Dammit, human traffickers! I recognized her at first glance—that’s my child! Mommy misses you so much she can only eat five meals a day! Director, give me back my child!!]
…
As Director Chu had anticipated, the toddler instantly became a traffic magnet, winning the hearts of countless sisters and aunties.
But then Mù Fěi said, “Zhizhi, you’re here. Yun Xiaoyu, stop clinging to your sister. Come to Mommy.”
The actress wore a loving expression as she beckoned to Little Yu.
Little Yu timidly clung to Ming Zhi’s hand, reluctant to let go.
In the eyes of Mù Fěi’s fans, this was nothing short of a heinous crime!
[So annoying! An orphan is just an orphan—utterly ungrateful!]
[I’m seriously fed up. Not only does she fail to show gratitude for being adopted by our sister, but why does she have to cause trouble for her too?]
[That’s just how inferior genes are~ Otherwise, why would her own parents abandon her?~~]
The live stream room audience was stunned.
[Uh… Are Mù Fěi’s fans all this unhinged? Is there any need to harbor such malice toward a three-year-old child?]
Someone in the live stream room explained the backstory, and everyone finally understood!
A few months ago, Mù Fěi, who had been quiet for a long time, made headlines—she was going to adopt a child from an orphanage.
This immediately drew a lot of attention, with netizens praising Mù Fěi for her beauty and kindness.
While the hype was at its peak, the adoption process was broadcast live across the internet.
The child being adopted was Yun Xiaoyu.
Just as Mù Fěi held her in front of dozens of media outlets, the toddler suddenly burst into tears and screams, pushing Mù Fěi away with her hands and feet.
The live stream was forced to end.
Afterward, Mù Fěi posted a video statement.
In the video, she appeared haggard and makeup-free, her eyes red, explaining that the adopted child had mental health issues.
But it didn’t matter—she and her husband would raise the child well and treat her kindly.
The hype grew even stronger.
Mù Fěi landed several endorsement deals for maternal and infant brands and even auditioned for a few films.
But for some reason, none of the films she auditioned for led to her joining the cast. Mù Fěi’s fans believed it was Yun Xiaoyu who had held the actress back!
Most of her fans were career-focused and couldn’t stand to see Mù Fěi’s career suffer, so they inevitably harbored resentment toward Yun Xiaoyu.
[Wow, they hated the husband when she got married, and now they hate the child when she has one. Have they ever considered that maybe their sister just isn’t talented enough?]
The live stream room descended into chaos. Director Chu quickly cued the next step through the earpiece: “Hand over the Mission Card.”
Soon, a staff member handed the Mission Card to Ming Zhi.
Ming Zhi casually passed it to Little Yu. “Read it.”
She deliberately gave Little Yu more screen time, hoping that with increased attention, the wealthy couple would think twice before trying to harm her.
Little Yu looked longingly at the card, then at Ming Zhi, her dark eyes innocent: “Sister, I can’t read.”
Ming Zhi: “…”
Tsk, what a little fool.
She picked up the card and read it without any emotion: “From today onward, you are a loving family. Work together to prepare a big meal.”
Yún Fēng began crafting his doting husband persona: “Honey, cooking fumes are bad for your skin. I’ll handle the cooking. Why don’t you take Zhizhi to check out the rooms first?”
Mù Fěi said shyly: “Husband, you’re always so good to me.”
【Wow, brother-in-law can cook! Bonus points!】
【Sorry, but a frog who can cook is still a frog!】
If it weren’t for the cameras, Ming Zhi would have rolled her eyes so hard.
With acting skills this terrible, how did she ever win Best Actress?
Mù Fěi said warmly: “Zhizhi, come with Auntie.”
A moment later, the camera switched to show the guest room.
It was clearly carefully decorated, with a warm and sweet style. A few seemingly casual paintings and decorations exuded understated luxury.
【Oh my! That painting is worth several million!】
【Wow, that celadon vase on the dressing table looks like an antique!】
【Is this what the wealthy class is like? I’m in love! No wonder female celebrities all want to marry into rich families!】
“Zhizhi, if there’s anything you don’t like, just let Auntie know, and I’ll rearrange it for you.” Mù Fěi acted gentle and virtuous, a complete contrast to the woman who had slapped Yun Xiaoyu without hesitation the day before.
Ming Zhi glanced at the two-meter-wide bed, finding it rather ironic.
So there are big rooms and big beds available?
Then why was Yun Xiaoyu’s nursery like a doghouse?
“Do you like it?” Ming Zhi asked, looking down.
Little Yu was taken aback for a moment before realizing her sister was speaking to her.
She blinked her big, clear eyes: “It’s very pretty!”
A pretty sister deserves a pretty room!
Ming Zhi adopted a condescending tone: “Fine, it’ll do.”
Mù Fěi’s smile stiffened at the corners of her mouth.
Just because her family has money! What’s there to show off about!
If her husband hadn’t gone bankrupt, she’d be a wealthy lady too!
“Zhizhi, you rest for a while then. I’ll take Little Yu back to her room first.”
“What’s there to go back to in that doghouse?” Ming Zhi said shockingly, her tone arrogant and proud. “She’ll stay with me.”
“This… this isn’t appropriate…”
“I say it’s appropriate, so it’s appropriate!” Ming Zhi crossed her arms. “Auntie, why are you still standing there? My room doesn’t need a stone lion.”
Mù Fěi flushed with anger but didn’t dare speak up, swallowing her resentment as she left.
In the eyes of the live stream audience, many sympathized with Mù Fěi.
【Poor Mù Fěi! The other groups are all so harmonious. How did she end up with a brat like Ming Zhi!】
【No matter what, Mù Fěi is a senior in the entertainment industry. Ming Zhi is too much! She doesn’t even have basic manners!】
【And she insists on sharing a room with an orphan. Isn’t she afraid of catching some bacteria or virus!】
…
Ming Zhi clearly didn’t care how the audience judged her, nor did she plan to go downstairs and help Yún Fēng cook.
She and Yun Xiaoyu stared at each other for a long time before it finally dawned on her…
Does she have to entertain the child?
She casually picked up a decorative ukulele from the room, strummed the strings, and lifted her chin toward Yun Xiaoyu: “Can you sing?”
Little Yu nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at rice: “Yes! Sister, I’ll teach you!”
Ming Zhi felt as if she had heard the biggest joke of her life—a three-and-a-half-year-old brat actually wanted to teach her, a singer, how to sing?
The disdain Mù Fěi’s fans felt toward Little Yu skyrocketed by several notches!
She really was sick in the head!