【Damn! Will I be this elegant and gentlemanly when I get old? Smug.jpg】
【Hey upstairs, are you awake yet? If not, I’ll piss on you to wake you up.】
【Exactly, stop daydreaming. Such an old gentleman must be a retired big shot from the Ji Family? But that doesn’t seem right either—he’s too gentle?】
“Yes, hello. May I ask who you are?”
Director Cheng was momentarily stunned when he saw the person who opened the door. It wasn’t until the Old Butler spoke that he quickly nodded and inquired.
“Greetings. I am the Butler of the Ji Family. Please follow me… Additionally, our Madam is feeling slightly unwell, so I must ask for your understanding.”
As he spoke, the Old Butler gestured for the guards to open the Manor gates, then led the program crew inside.
“Oh, alright, alright.”
Director Cheng was somewhat dazed and could only nod mechanically.
He couldn’t help but wonder: Does this mean Ye Shuang hasn’t gotten up yet? Isn’t she afraid of being criticized even more harshly by netizens???
【Damn, a Butler! Whose Butler is this… elegant!!! Damn capitalist lifestyle!】
【Wait, so that trash Ye Shuang actually married into a wealthy family????】
【Tch, whatever. Even if she’s backed by capitalists, it won’t shut me up. Trash will always be trash—how dare she still not be up yet.】
On the bullet comments, the torrent of criticism against Ye Shuang continued unabated, like relentless tidal waves.
Netizens’ dissatisfaction with her seemed to be fueled further by the Butler’s appearance, burning more fiercely than ever.
The program crew learned from the Old Butler that Ye Shuang wasn’t ready yet.
However, they weren’t annoyed—after all, they weren’t the ones being criticized. In their eyes, this was pure, tangible popularity.
But when a glimpse of the Ji Family’s luxurious Manor inadvertently appeared in the camera frame, the previously furious bullet comments instantly shifted direction.
Netizens couldn’t help but express envy and resentment, launching into tirades against the detestable capitalists.
After riding a sightseeing vehicle, the program crew disembarked and carried their heavy filming equipment through a hall spacious enough for sports cars to race freely.
They numbly followed the Old Butler, took the elevator to the second floor, and finally stopped outside the master bedroom door.
Along the way, the lavish corridor’s wall paintings, hangings, and decorations were all captured for netizens to see.
【Holy shit! Is that really a painting worth 100 million???? No, wait—there’s another one worth tens of millions! Damn, over there too! That vase!!!】
【They must be fakes. What respectable wealthy family would casually display items worth hundreds of millions? Aren’t they afraid of breaking them?】
【Exactly, they have to be fakes. No wealthy family, no matter how rich, would be that stupid.】
【Stop arguing and just wait for Ye Shuang to come out! Let’s see if she’s still putting on that annoying, pretentious act.】
Knock knock
The Old Butler reached out and gently tapped three times on the door before speaking softly, “Madam, the program crew is here. Have you risen?”
According to her usual habits, Madam would typically be awake by this hour.
But last night, the young masters insisted on sleeping with her, which might be why she overslept.
Even if she were genuinely late, the Old Butler wouldn’t mind in the slightest.
After all, they had a private jet at home. If all else failed, they could simply have the plane take Madam to the recording location.
In the Old Butler’s heart, ensuring Madam’s happiness was the foremost principle.
“We’re up, we’re up! We’re all up, Butler Grandpa, please wait a moment!”
“Wait a moment!”
The response to the Old Butler didn’t come from Ye Shuang’s voice, but from two tender, soft, and milky childlike voices.
The moment these incredibly adorable voices sounded, the rapidly scrolling comments in the live broadcast room froze for a few seconds, as if time itself had briefly paused for the innocent voices.
Immediately after, the screen was instantly flooded with a series of “Aaaah” comments, as netizens seemed utterly melted by the sudden cuteness.
“Ahem, my apologies.”
Ye Shuang covered her mouth with a light cough as she opened the door. When she saw the camera lens pointed at her, she froze for a second before offering a polite, hoarse smile.
Though her voice hadn’t fully recovered, she could manage simple conversations now.
Ye Shuang was dressed in a comfortable long-sleeved dress that cinched at the waist, its perfect tailoring accentuating her slender figure.
It looked as if her waist could be held in one hand, swaying gently with a passing breeze.
Her slender shoulders, carved like jade, gave her a delicate and touching fragility. A thin coat draped casually over her shoulders added a touch of laziness to her demeanor.
Her face remained as pale as paper, this sickly pallor reminiscent of lingering snow in winter, evoking an urge to protect her.
Yet, her moist, captivating Peach Blossom Eyes stood out like stars twinkling in the night sky.
The corners of her eyes were tinged with a faint red, as if brushed by the hues of a sunset, while her pronounced eye bags added a touch of charming innocence.
She appeared as if she had just been roused from sleep, still carrying a trace of drowsiness.
In fact, she had indeed woken up not long ago.
Lost in her dreams, she hadn’t expected the production team to arrive so quickly, leaving her with a bit of lingering fatigue as she appeared before everyone.
Behind her, two little dumplings in similar bright yellow chick-colored jackets curiously tilted their heads back, their round, wide eyes fixed on the people outside the door.
The camera slowly panned from Ye Shuang’s ethereally beautiful face down to the two adorable “little chicks.”
“Mommy, are we on the show now?”
Ji Zhou blinked his bright, large eyes, asking with innocent curiosity.
Though Ji Li didn’t speak, his slightly parted little mouth and rapidly blinking big eyes betrayed his inner curiosity.
“Mhmm, it should be.”
Ye Shuang tilted her head slightly and responded softly, her gaze inadvertently meeting the somewhat stunned director.
She blinked her moist, enchanting Peach Blossom Eyes, which shimmered with a lively glow like a clear spring, leaving the viewers in the comments stunned for a long while.
“…Yes, yes, yes, Cheng Cheng, Zhou Zhou, we’ve already started.”
Director Cheng snapped out of it with a jolt, quickly recovering from his earlier awe.
Even so, he couldn’t help but be “electrified” once more by Ye Shuang’s “affectionate” Peach Blossom Eyes.
At that moment, the comments in the live broadcast room surged like an uncontrollable flood, scrolling faster and more densely than before.
【Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!!! Is this really that sickly Ye Shuang… wait no, this is clearly a sickly beauty, did she get plastic surgery?】
【Hiss, are we sure the program crew didn’t knock on the wrong door??? terrified.jpg】
【How could that be? There’s only one Ji Family Manor in City B!】
【I remember Ye Shuang didn’t look like this before? Every time she appeared she looked half-dead, either listless or dejected, the whole person was lifeless.】
【Panting panting~ I declare! This sickly beauty is my wifey from now on!】
【I have no moral compass, I have no conscience, my morals follow my aesthetics, wifey! Panting panting!】