【Hah, indeed she’s just bluffing to keep up appearances. Besides, when the children said they wanted to give them away, what does it have to do with her? At most, she’s just a stepmother.】
【Right? How shameless, expecting the children to take care of her!】
【Exactly, this is hilarious. Seems like the Ji Family didn’t give her much money either? She’s just a nominal vase???】
“Den, den we won’t take dem, Mama don’t be angry. We promise we’ll keep our word!”
Ji Li’s little head turned, recalling last night when Mama was sick and the doctor came to give her an injection. He also remembered how Mama slept for a long time this morning before getting up. His small face was full of heartache.
Without another word, he immediately dropped the storage box he was still clutching and, like an agile little kitten, “whooshed” into Ye Shuang’s embrace, hugging her tightly.
“I, I don’t want dem eider!”
Seeing his brother’s actions, Ji Zhou imitated him, toddling quickly on his short little legs to Ye Shuang’s side. Together with Ji Li, they nestled affectionately against Ye Shuang, rubbing their faces against her.
The two little ones were too enthusiastic, completely unaware that Ye Shuang’s body was still very weak. This commotion nearly caused the feeble Ye Shuang to stumble and fall awkwardly to the ground.
“Good babies, stand properly. Mama can’t hold on much longer.”
Ye Shuang felt both annoyed and amused. With a wry smile, she reached out and quickly supported herself against the nearby sofa, barely managing to steady herself.
Fortunately, the Old Butler was quick-eyed and swift-handed. He immediately stepped forward and steadily supported Ye Shuang. With the Old Butler’s help, Ye Shuang managed to stand up.
Looking at the two sensible little ones, a gentle smile appeared on Ye Shuang’s face as she softly said, “Since you’ve been so obedient, Mama has already asked Butler Grandpa to prepare gifts for you.”
“When we finish recording the program and are about to return, we’ll have someone bring them to pick us up. At that time, you’ll be able to give these gifts to your good friends.”
“How does that sound?”
Ye Shuang bent down slightly, gazing tenderly at the two little ones as she patiently inquired.
Deep down, she didn’t see anything wrong with children giving their previously played-with toys to their friends. In her view, sharing was inherently a beautiful quality.
However, they were now in the entertainment industry—a complex melting pot where the environment was entirely different.
In this place, even the slightest mistake could be infinitely magnified by those with ulterior motives, blackened beyond recognition.
Therefore, Ye Shuang had no choice but to act with repeated caution, carefully considering every move she made.
She didn’t mind being criticized a few times herself. After all, having navigated the entertainment industry for so many years, she had long grown accustomed to its storms and stresses.
But if the two innocent milk dumplings were to be harmed, subjected to baseless accusations and slander, she would never be willing to accept that.
“Okay, Mama!”
Ji Li and Ji Zhou’s eyes sparkled, their little heads nodding like rattle-drums. Their faces were radiant with bright smiles.
【Tsk, let’s be fair. Regardless of Ye Shuang’s character, just looking at how dependent the two children are on her shows that she usually treats them well.】
【Indeed, children are more sensitive than adults. If Ye Shuang were being hypocritical, she definitely wouldn’t be so relied upon by the two children.】
【Bullshit! How could someone with bad character possibly treat children well? This is all an act!】
【Hah, let’s see if she can keep up this act for a lifetime.】
[“I’m different—I actually want to know if Ye Shuang will keep her word. Even if she just picks one of those toys and buys four sets, it’d still cost at least six figures.”]
[“Hah, probably just stalling. Who knows? I don’t believe it anyway.”]
At that moment, the live broadcast room’s comment section was engulfed in a storm of opinions—netizens’ speculations, astonishment, and doubts about Ye Shuang scrolled across the screen in an endless stream.
Yet, Ye Shuang remained completely unaware.
Even if she had known, given her laid-back nature, she’d likely have just laughed it off without a second thought.
After successfully calming the two overly excited milk dumplings, and under the Old Butler’s meticulous arrangements, Ye Shuang set off for the airport with the children and the production crew in a grand procession of vehicles.
The journey to the airport, even under ideal traffic conditions, would take over an hour.
Having woken up early for the show’s filming and still feeling quite unwell, Ye Shuang was hit by a wave of drowsiness as soon as she got into the car. She grew increasingly sleepy.
Fortunately, the Old Butler, unable to rest easy, had come along.
Noticing Ye Shuang’s exhaustion, he said gently, “Madam, why don’t you rest for a while? I’ll wake you when we arrive.”
“Alright.”
Without hesitation, Ye Shuang leaned back against the spacious, comfortable seat, closed her eyes slowly, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The two little ones, who had been chattering excitedly with the camera the moment they got in the car, quickly covered their mouths with their small hands upon seeing their mother asleep.
Then, they obediently snuggled up beside Ye Shuang and soon drifted off to dreamland as well.
The Old Butler watched this heartwarming scene with tender eyes, an affectionate smile unconsciously spreading across his face.
He rose quietly, carefully fetched a light blanket, and gently draped it over the three of them.
After tucking them in, the Old Butler glanced up and noticed the cameraman in the front seat aiming the lens their way. He paused briefly, then offered a warm smile.
“Apologies,” he explained softly. “Madam isn’t feeling well, so we appreciate your understanding.”
“Of course, of course.”
The cameraman nodded understandingly, instinctively lowering his voice in response.
He thought to himself, since this was a live broadcast and the audience was witnessing it all firsthand, even if the footage were edited later, such a scene wouldn’t be cut.
Besides, other guests probably dozed off during their airport commutes too.
Really, who doesn’t sleep during a car ride?
[“Tsk tsk, those wicked capitalists. By the way, how much does this car cost?”]
[“Considering the comfort, luxury, and possible modifications—it’s got to be at least eight figures.”]
[“Minimum seven figures. I just don’t get it—does someone like Ye Shuang really deserve this? Are the wealthy blind or what?”]
[“Hah, someone’s jealousy is showing. So bitter. If Ye Shuang isn’t worthy, are you? Maybe take a look in the mirror first.”]
[“Exactly, exactly (￣ ii ￣;) My wife looks so beautiful even when she’s asleep, really, (￣ ii ￣;)”]
Despite the turbulent waves of comments and the clamor of opinions flooding the live broadcast room, Ye Shuang and her companions remained undisturbed, proceeding smoothly all the way.
Soon, guided by airport staff, they arrived before a private jet that resembled a colossal silver bird.
The aircraft’s fuselage was slender and streamlined, exuding an elegant demeanor through its simplicity.
Its smooth lines extended seamlessly from the rounded nose to the tail, resembling a nimble swimming dragon.
At the rear, the towering vertical stabilizer stood proudly, adorned with the Ji Family’s distinctive emblem.
The emblem, composed of intricate and exquisite patterns, gleamed with a metallic luster under the sunlight, silently declaring the extraordinary ownership of this aircraft.
The cameraman followed closely behind, documenting the entire process of Ye Shuang and the others boarding the plane.
As everyone stepped into the cabin, their attention was instantly captivated by the ultimate luxury interior.