“Sorry for the delay, we’re almost ready.”
Seeing that the production crew had finally returned to normal, Ye Shuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
A faint smile gradually appeared on her originally pale cheeks.
This smile was like a blood plum blossom blooming in winter—stunningly beautiful and impossible to ignore, causing the live chat to freeze up for a few seconds once again.
“No problem, no problem, health comes first. Shall we get going then?”
Director Cheng hurriedly waved his hands, signaling the other staff members to clear the doorway together.
He couldn’t help but mutter to himself, Damn, wasn’t Ye Shuang supposed to be domineering and terminally ill?
Several staff members had initially wondered if they would see the haggard-faced Ye Shuang from the rumors.
But who could have imagined that standing before them was a woman of peerless beauty.
Apart from her slightly delicate frame and pale complexion, Ye Shuang showed no signs of being terminally ill.
Even though they had been in the entertainment industry long enough to know all about packaging and marketing tactics, they still couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for Ye Shuang.
At that moment, none of them knew that the mere few minutes of Ye Shuang’s appearance had already sparked a storm on Weibo.
She instantly shot up several trending topics.
#Ye Shuang Little Cubs, Charge Forward#
#Ye Shuang Supreme Beauty#
#Ye Shuang “Terminally Ill”#
……
As a result, Weibo—which had already been struggling and barely holding on—finally collapsed under the overwhelming traffic.
The Weibo programmers were on the verge of tears, complaining bitterly while reluctantly diving into emergency repairs.
Finally, after about ten minutes amid the frustration of countless netizens, Weibo was restored.
At that point, a large number of clueless netizens clicked into the trending topics.
Many who had been following hashtags like [#WhenWillYeShuangGetOutOfShowbiz], [#WhenWillYeShuangBeBuried], and [#YeShuangIsSoUgly] left comments.
[Damn, damn, who is this celestial-level beauty!!! One minute!! I need all her info now!!]
In less than two seconds, countless netizens replied.
[She’s right under your nose, just look at your own username, friend.]
[Tsk, I bet this sister has already realized what’s going and is questioning her life right now.]
[I’d love to see the original commenter’s reaction in person~~ munching popcorn.jpg]
After a while, the netizen probably sorted things out or finally caught on, managing only to reply with a few words before disappearing without a trace.
[What the actual fuck????]
Due to the sudden surge in trending topics, the program’s director had been closely monitoring the situation from the backend, his heart racing with anxiety.
He felt both nervous and thrilled, yet full of anticipation.
Especially when he saw that within just ten minutes of the show’s premiere, the number of viewers in Ye Shuang’s live broadcast room had skyrocketed to eight digits, he could no longer contain his excitement.
“Ahhh! What a fantastic start!!”
The director grinned from ear to ear, instinctively slapping his thigh repeatedly, completely oblivious to the redness and swelling.
From the very beginning, he had been determined to invite Ye Shuang precisely because of her incredible Trending Topic Magnetism.
He truly hadn’t expected to hit the jackpot with his gamble.
He couldn’t help recalling Ye Shuang’s unflattering photos circulating online, shaking his head with a tsk-tsk-tsk while privately marveling at how audaciously people had photoshopped them.
Ye Shuang remained completely unaware of the storm of discussions raging online.
At this moment, merely managing to sit upright was already giving everyone quite the courtesy.
On one hand, she couldn’t break her promise to the little dumplings; on the other, having signed the contract with the show already broadcasting, she had no choice but to resign herself to fate.
Yesterday, Ye Shuang had succumbed to another high fever, though fortunately it came and went quickly.
Now, aside from feeling weak and drowsy enough to lie down anywhere, she wasn’t experiencing any other severe discomfort.
Given the considerable distance between Ji Family Manor and the airport, catching a flight would leave the two little dumplings and Ye Shuang no time for breakfast.
Thus, the Old Butler thoughtfully suggested letting other guests depart first, while Ye Shuang and the two little ones would be specially transported to the filming location via the Ji Family’s private jet.
Eager for the show’s popularity, the Director unilaterally agreed without even waiting for Director Cheng to ask.
He knew perfectly well that both Ye Shuang herself and the Ji Family’s private jet were inherently trending topics—missing this opportunity would be truly foolish.
Consequently, the production crew “reluctantly” stayed in the dining room, happily joining the three masters for breakfast.
While savoring masterpieces prepared by a chef whose reservations were hard to secure at any price, they kept their cameras focused on the two angelic milk dumplings seated in high chairs.
The four-year-olds remained petite and delicate, appearing as tiny bundles yet surprisingly independent.
Neither asking the Old Butler for help nor demanding to be fed by Ye Shuang, they ate by themselves, truly embodying “help yourself and you’ll have plenty.”
Even when faced with their most detested broccoli and carrots, the two little ones puckered their faces but kept taking bite after bite.
Their fair cheeks bulged with food, so adorable it made people want to pinch them.
Since Ye Shuang hadn’t fully recovered, her mouth felt tasteless and even somewhat bitter.
As a result, even the most exquisite delicacies became hard to swallow.
However, watching the adorable way the little dumplings ate, she managed to force down half a bowl of porcelain, slightly relieving the ever-concerned Old Butler.
Footage of the milk dumplings’ mukbang, combined with their joyful wiggling— their small bodies swaying and short legs moving to the restaurant’s music rhythm— utterly melted viewers’ hearts, triggering an outpouring of affection in the bullet comments.
[Ahhhh, so cute, so cute, so cute!!!!]
[Was gonna say Ye Shuang’s being too fussy, but now! With such adorable babies, just, never mind, ahhhhh I’m dead!!!]
[Indeed, human babies are forever unmatched!]
[Ahem! Got my sack ready, so where can I get assigned such kiddos?]
When the little ones could no longer contain their curiosity and excitement, their cheeks still puffed out, they eagerly turned their gaze toward the camera.
The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room instantly exploded like fireworks, soaring across the screen.
The familiar “Aaaah!” and “Ooooh!” filled the entire display—anyone unaware might genuinely think they had accidentally stumbled into the Beastman World.
Excited shouts of all kinds rose one after another.
These comments vividly depicted the netizens’ state of being utterly captivated by the two milk dumplings, their affection pouring out unreservedly through these simple characters.
Even though they knew the milk dumplings couldn’t see them, it still couldn’t make them stop.