Cancan looked at Gu Jueyan seriously, her little hands nervously protecting her head, afraid that someone would touch her precious hair.
Gu Jueyan placed his hand on Cancan's head, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally did not touch the "expensive" hairstyle worth two dollars.
It had only been ten days, and their little baby had gone from being a kid who kept asking for candy every day to a miserable little baby who was nervous about two dollars.
Gu Jueyan wanted to laugh, but felt a little helpless.
Everyone present, like the audience in the live broadcast room, carefully paid attention to every micro-expression of Gu Jueyan.
The richest man thought to himself: I brought a stack of cash here, mentally prepared to lose hundreds of millions, and you tell me it's only two dollars and fifty cents.
[For the sake of two dollars and five cents, Cancan has the cards for today]
[Everyone's eyes are on the richest man. Am I the only one who expects a huge stone to break through my chest?]
[Hahaha, I can’t stop laughing. Please focus your attention on Xizhou’s ashen face.]
Gu Jueyan looked at the program crew.
Beside Director Wang, several people pushed him forward with a respectful look on their faces, saying, "Director, you are the boss, come and talk to the richest man."
Director Wang coughed twice and said, "Since Cancan is participating in the variety show, no matter who you are, you must follow the variety show rules. Everyone is equal before the rules."
He smiled at this and said, "During this journey, Cancan not only deeply experienced the hardships of hoeing the fields under the scorching sun, sweat dripping into the soil, and understood the importance of a grain of rice, but also became very down-to-earth and will never waste money in the future."
[Director Wang is really good at speaking. I laughed to death.]
[Haha, you put it so refreshingly and elegantly, letting the child experience the hardships of life. I'm impressed.]
[Gu Jueyan:? So, I should thank you too?]
Gu Jueyan glanced at the camera facing him, raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "After Cancan decided to participate in the variety show, our whole family agreed not to interfere with the recording of the variety show. As you said, everyone is equal before the rules."
Director Wang's smile brightened.
Gu Jueyan changed the subject, "Although I wanted to think so, but seeing my baby crying pitifully for two dollars, I always feel bad. I thought, since you can let me give money to Cancan, can I also help in other ways?"
The people on the program were stunned, not understanding what was meant.
Gu Jueyan turned around and looked at Sheng Jing, and said in a deep voice: "My group seems to have a hotel chain called "Wenyou". They have hotels all over the country, so it shouldn't be difficult to find them. During the next few days of recording, if you can't find a place to stay during your trip, you can stay there for a few days for free. I will ask my assistant to pay later. Don't worry about these things."
[The richest man is awesome!!!]
[The richest man is awesome! These people can finally live a good life. Celebrate together, everyone!]
Gu Jueyan not only arranged accommodation for Cancan and the others, but also prepared food and fuel for them for the next few days.
Before leaving, I had my assistant buy ten bags of stuff, including self-heating hot pots, toys, puzzles, and other leisure games. They filled the entire trunk. I also gave them a few gas cards to ensure they could enjoy their trip without any worries about food and clothing.
After giving Cancan two dollars and fifty cents and twenty-five dollars for phone bill, Gu Jueyan wanted to give Cancan a few red bills, but was stopped by Sheng Jing and others.
"The unspoken rule of our variety show is that you can only take things, not money," Sheng Jing explained.
Gu Jueyan nodded, then frowned as he thought of something and looked at Sheng Jing. He said in a deep voice, "Let Cancan pose for photos with a bowl of noodles. This kind of perfunctory behavior towards me cannot happen again."
Sheng Jing's face flushed slightly, and he nodded awkwardly.
Gu Jueyan had something to do in the afternoon, so he talked to Cancan for a few words and confirmed that Cancan had everything she needed for the next few days before leaving.
**
The appearance of the richest man gave confidence to several guests.
For the first time, they no longer had to worry about money or gas, and they happily lay in the hotel prepared for them by Assistant Gu Jueyan.
Sheng Jing sat in front of the sofa. On the coffee table were several sets of Princess Elsa puzzles, each with only nine pieces, specially made for children.
Cancan took the puzzle and compared it with the pictures on the coffee table one by one. Her almond eyes were sometimes filled with confusion, and sometimes curved into crescents, hiding a smile.
"I'm so awesome." Cancan put a puzzle piece in the corresponding place and raised her little head proudly.
Before Sheng Jing could praise her, a playful laugh was heard.
Wei Su pointed at the phone and laughed. Under Xizhou's suspicious gaze, he slowly walked up to him and handed the phone to him.
"Xizhou, when will you perform the stone-breaking chest performance?" Wei Su asked.
Xizhou quickly retracted his hand and smiled stiffly: "Well, it was just a joke."
Wei Su clicked on a video on Weibo and pointed at the screen and said, "You were so serious at the time, it didn't seem like you were joking."
In the barrage, everyone was watching the fun and filling the screen with messages without hesitation:
【What about the broken stone in the chest? 】
I waited two hours just to watch this show.
[Xizhou, it's time to fulfill your promise and move forward with a clear mind!]
Please start your performance.
Xizhou glanced at the comments on Weibo quietly, then moved his phone away with a guilty conscience. "Alas, we have such a good relationship, why bother with this?"
As he said that, he walked in front of Cancan and said, "Cancan, you don't like your brother getting hurt, do you? Put a stone on your chest and hit it hard. It will hurt!"
Cancan held the puzzle in both hands and nodded seriously when she heard that.
"Don't hurt yourself."
Xizhou smiled triumphantly at Wei Su and tapped Cancan's little face. "From today on, I owe Cancan my life. I will die for her."
Wei Su pointed at the live broadcast machine and asked, "What about the audience?"
"We forgive you, but the audience, thrilled by your words, would disagree."
Xizhou's eyebrows twitched, and he walked in front of the camera with his head drooped. He clasped his hands together and jokingly said, "Brothers and sisters, I've worked so hard to get to where I am today. You don't want to see me die young, do you?"
"Please, fairies and gentlemen, be kind and forgive me this time. From now on, I will work harder to sacrifice myself to create laughter and make everyone's life happier. Since I can still make everyone laugh, fairies and gentlemen, how about we forget about this? If you don't say anything, I will take it as your agreement." Xizhou joked with a smile on his face.
Wei Su couldn't help but roll his eyes.
How do mechanical devices speak?
Xizhou pointed at the camera with a playful smile and said to himself, "I didn't expect that I didn't hear a single word of objection. As expected, the audience who watch our variety show are all kind-hearted. Since you guys are silent, I'll take it as your consent."
Barrage:
【? ? ?Can't】
[Gouxizhou, you bully us and we can’t say anything, right?]
[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Xizhou is a master at self-deception.]
Not long after, Xizhou posted a red envelope lottery worth one million yuan on Weibo, with one thousand red envelopes, each worth one thousand yuan.
Xizhou: My family, this is hush money. I will assume that you, who participated in the lottery, will not mention this matter again. You have to do the work after you take the money. [dog head]
The temptation of red envelopes is great.
Soon, the number of reposts exceeded 10,000.
The Weibo comment section is bustling with activity.
[Damn it! How dare you use money to tempt your family members?]
What to do if your family can't help but forward it?
[Although it's wonderful to see a big stone broken in your chest, I can forget about it if you send us a red envelope every year at this time.]
...
Under the temptation of the red envelope, no one would let Xizhou feel upset anymore.
But the five words "a huge stone shattered in the chest" have become a meme and spread rapidly on the Internet.
Every time someone sets some unattainable goals, someone will reply and ask: Do you also want to break a stone in your chest?
Later, Xizhou felt a little helpless when he saw this.
He...he will never talk nonsense again!!
**
In the hotel, the production crew sighed repeatedly as they stared at the guests who had been resting, racking their brains to think of ways to get them moving.
If we continue to rest like this, the audience will definitely get bored and close the live broadcast room.
Not long after, Sheng Jing, Xizhou, Wei Su, and Cancan received a video from Director Wang.
In the video, Director Wang said with a smile: "I've made you suffer recently."
"Although you are suffering, we have to say that we are very happy watching you."
Sheng Jing:?
"To thank you for the happiness you brought us, we decided to give you a chance to take revenge on us."
"The oranges in City X are very sweet. We've contacted a small family that grows oranges. They're from a modest family and make a living selling oranges, but this year their oranges aren't selling well, and they're struggling. We'd like you to sell them oranges, and all the proceeds will go to them. Also, for every kilogram of oranges sold, our program will donate 1,000 yuan to children in the mountainous areas. It's up to you to decide whether you can use your orange-selling prowess to bring us down!"
Sheng Jing, Xizhou and Wei Su looked at each other with tacit understanding, and a smile gradually appeared on the corners of their mouths.
"Work hard and bring down the program team!" Xizhou and Wei Su said in unison.
Sheng Jing held Cancan's hand with a smile in his eyes.
After being forced by this program crew for so long, it is finally time for them to fight back.
I will not stop until I bring down the program team.
The night market in City X is bustling with people.
The sounds of barbecue vendors, the music of tape sellers, and the sales calls of clothes sellers mixed together, making it very lively.
People walking around the street hand in hand walked through the middle of the road, looking to the sides from time to time, carefully checking to see if there was anything they needed.
Cancan and his friends’ stall is in the middle.
There was a space of about one meter left on the left, but no one came over.
Cancan sat on the small bench in the middle, eating the oranges peeled by Sheng Jing in small bites. From time to time, her eyes narrowed due to the sweetness, her shoulders raised, and her little body curled up, which was very cute.
Wei Su waved his hand and shouted, "Come and buy oranges! They're big and sweet, and there are kids eating them live to test their sweetness and sourness."
[? ? Our Cancan tool man is confirmed]
【Haha, so cute】
[Cancan, go for it! Sell all the oranges! Sell out the show crew!]
In front of the stall, there were many local people from City X who had come here after watching the live broadcast. They were taking pictures with their phones while waiting for oranges.
They were surrounded tightly in front and behind, and more and more people came to line up to buy oranges.
This time, they did not change their appearance or disguise themselves deliberately. The three of them were all celebrities, and there were already many people who came here because of their reputation. In addition, with Cancan’s sweet eating recommendation, they sold 200 kilograms in an hour.
By this calculation, the program team lost 200,000 yuan in an instant.
Soon, 500 kilograms of oranges were sold out.
When Wei Su asked the production crew for oranges, they only laughed and said, "That's all we brought. Don't sell any more. If you sell any more, our Director Wang will burst into tears."
Wei Su smiled, "Director Wang has also come to this day."
Cancan ate a few oranges, and after she was full, she obediently helped her brothers collect money.
She threw each piece of money into the big box. As the money increased, the smile on her little face grew wider.
After selling out, they did not leave in a hurry. They sat there to rest for a while, quietly watching the bustling night markets on both sides. There were laughter everywhere, gossips of family members, and sounds of bargaining with the boss for a few dollars. It was lively and popular, and full of the breath of life everywhere.
Sheng Jing asked the production team for 200 yuan. At first, the production team covered their wallets and refused to give it. Wei Su said abruptly: "If you don't give it, we will contact the orange growers ourselves and continue to sell oranges."
After hearing this, the people from the program crew hurriedly stuffed two hundred yuan into their hands.
Sheng Jing used the money to buy some barbecue, and also bought a bowl of hot century egg and lean meat porridge for Cancan from the shop.
A few people sat leisurely on the street stalls, with a look of comfort and joy on their faces.
At this moment, they began to truly enjoy this trip.
Cancan sat in front of Sheng Jing, sipping porridge in small sips, her clear almond eyes wide open, observing everything around her curiously.
This is Cancan’s first time to come to the night market and the first time to see so many people.
Not long after, an old man wearing a navy blue gown, with completely white hair and a few wisps of white beard, slowly walked over carrying a bamboo basket on his back, and naturally sat down in the empty place next to Cancan.
He unfolded the folding stool and sat leisurely. In front of him was a small table with a long white cloth hanging on it.
Two words were written on the cloth in black ink: Fortune Telling.
Cancan couldn't understand the words. She stared at the old man with her little face stiff and dazed, not moving at all.
[Is Cancan trying facial recognition again? Hahaha]
[Exactly the same as the first time I met Wei Su]
So cute!
"Come, Cancan, have some porridge." Sheng Jing handed the cooled porridge to Cancan.
Cancan took a sip unconsciously.
When the old man next to him heard the word Cancan, he looked at Cancan with suspicion and surprise.
Because of this glance, Cancan saw the old man's front face. Her eyes lit up slightly, and although her little hands began to tremble violently uncontrollably, her voice was clear and loud.
“Master!”
The King of Hell’s face froze.
No god in heaven or on earth knows, but he would come every once in a while to take a walk and relax.
But people in the human world are not allowed to use copper coins and silver, so the King of Hell can only do fortune-telling and catching ghosts.
Thinking of this, the King of Hell shook his head repeatedly, feeling very regretful.
If I had known, I shouldn’t have given all the 20,000 yuan to Cancan. He had earned it with great difficulty by catching ghosts.
Cancan didn't get a response from his master for a long time. He took two steps, then stopped quickly when he thought of something. He tilted his head and carefully scanned the King of Hell up and down.
The King of Hell glanced at her. How could he not know what the little princess was looking at? He stretched out his hands and said unhappily, "There are no crabs."
Cancan was relieved.
He ran up to the King of Hell with a laugh and asked in a baby voice, "Master, why are you here?"
The King of Hell stroked his beard and said gravely, "Make money."
Hearing the word "making money", Cancan's head drooped, and she nodded repeatedly with a bit of grievance: "Making money is so tiring. Cancan has been working so hard these days."
The King of Hell had an unfathomable expression on his face: "Making money for my master is very simple."
Cancan tilted his head back and asked curiously, "How does Master make money?"
The King of Hell pointed to the hanging white cloth and said calmly, "Fortune telling."
In the Book of Life and Death, the fate of mortals is written clearly.
He didn't even need to do any calculations, he could just read from the Book of Life and Death, which was both convenient and simple.
The fate of mortals can be discussed, as long as it is not made too clear.
Beside them, Wei Su and Xi Zhou couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
"Cancan, don't listen to this old man. Fortune telling is not to be trusted."
They both thought that Cancan was calling "Master" as a respectful title, just like the master craftsman or fortune teller.
Sheng Jing was stunned.
If he heard correctly just now, Cancan called the fortune-teller Master?
Cancan nodded happily, and then said to Wei Su and Xi Zhou seriously with a proud look on his face: "Master is amazing."
The King of Hell has lived for tens of thousands of years and would not get angry with two young boys. Seeing Cancan protecting him, he felt relieved.
Wei Su took two steps forward and asked, imitating Cancan's address: "Master, how much does it cost for fortune-telling?"
Yama: "One hundred and once."
"One hundred?" Xizhou came close to Cancan and said with a bitter face, "This is too expensive."
The King of Hell shook his head and said calmly, "It's not expensive."
I don’t know how many people paid a lot of money to ask him to reveal the disasters and accidents in his life. What is this hundred dollars?
Wei Su thought for a moment, then pointed at Sheng Jing, who had remained silent, and asked, "Then can you calculate for him?"
The King of Hell looked in the direction Wei Su pointed and his eyes paused.
He is the eldest prince of Wuwanghai.
He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "This person's identity is extraordinary, and the secret cannot be revealed."
Sheng Jing is a god, and revealing the calamity of a god is against the rules of heaven. In addition, Sheng Jing came to the mortal world to ward off the calamity for Cancan, and there is only a rough estimate of the calamity recorded in the Book of Life and Death. He can't explain it clearly.
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
This old man is interesting.
He said he came to tell fortunes, but after pointing out someone, he said the secret cannot be revealed.
Where are the nesting dolls?
Sheng Jing took Cancan's hand and wanted to take her away. Cancan subconsciously glanced at her master.
The King of Hell nodded calmly: "Go ahead."
After hearing this, Cancan happily waved goodbye to the King of Hell and turned to leave.
Wei Su and Xi Zhou didn't take this seriously.
Cancan's social skills weren't new, and throughout the trip, she was always able to quickly win the affection of strangers. The fortune teller was a liar, but he seemed quite kind, and Cancan was curious about fortune telling, so she didn't mind bringing him in.
Along the way, only Sheng Jing frowned.
Cancan’s social circle seems a bit too weird.
**
At night, Sheng Jing covered Cancan with a blanket and left quietly.
Cancan was lying on the bed with her eyes open. When she was about to fall asleep, she vaguely felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her.
She opened her eyes groggily.
!
“Master!”
Cancan sat up suddenly, rolled his eyes, and looked carefully at the King of Hell's hand.
Cancan was very happy because her empty hands did not contain the crabs she was afraid of.
"Master, are you here to see Cancan?"
The King of Hell nodded.
He originally planned to travel around, but when he saw Cancan, he remembered that it was the little boy's 300th birthday soon. Halfway through his journey, he turned back to the underworld and brought something up.
"Cancan, your 300th birthday is in seven days."
Cancan blinked, tilted her head and asked innocently, "Is Cancan going to have another birthday?"
"Um."
The King of Hell stretched out his hand, and a light blue brocade bag suddenly appeared in his broad palm.
He placed the brocade bag in Cancan's arms. Before he could say anything, Cancan happily hugged the brocade bag and asked obediently, "Master, is this a birthday present?"
She would receive so many gifts on her birthday every year that she could be buried with the pearls her master gave her.
Now she has no money to earn, and she can't give anything to her second brother when she returns. Fortunately, her master gave her a birthday present!
whee.
Cancan happily opened the brocade bag. Just as she was about to reach inside, Yan Wang snatched it back and locked it again, saying with a smile, "Cancan, this isn't any gold or silver jewelry. This is Article 282 of the 'Cancan Growth Guide' written for you by your mother, the Empress."
Cancan's little face was stunned.
After he came to his senses, he immediately crawled under the quilt and struggled on the bed like a grumpy little pig.
"Cancan, don't recite the growth manual."
In the past twenty years, my parents were gone. Cancan didn't memorize the Growth Manual in the first two years. After his brothers disappeared, Cancan even celebrated his birthday casually. Naturally, no one cared about the Growth Manual.
Cancan was very happy that she didn't have to memorize the Growth Manual, but she didn't expect that she would have to memorize it on her 300th birthday.
Thinking of the long and difficult thing to carry, Cancan burrowed into the quilt with a wronged look on her face.
The King of Hell sighed helplessly.
He also didn't know why the emperor and empress gave Cancan the task of reciting a poem on her 300th birthday.
Thinking of the emperor and empress, the King of Hell suddenly became absent-minded.
**
Twenty years ago, the emperor and empress handed this brocade bag and the sleeping Cancan to his arms, and a hint of unknown bitterness appeared on his usually cold and aloof face.
"Cancan is still young. After I leave, please make sure the two princes and the Emperor take good care of her. Qisen is now in the Ninth Heaven, and I don't know what her situation is like. The lifespan of the gods is endless. Qisen used to live so freely and wantonly, but for Cancan, he abandoned the Wuwang Sea and bore the stigma of a traitor. Qisen suffered, and so did Cancan, who was protected by him. She is just a young child, but she has to come down to earth and experience all kinds of hardships that even adults don't want to go through. If I don't help her, who can?"
"Does the Emperor know about this?" asked the King of Hell.
For her, for Cancan does not mean to help Cancan overcome the tribulation, but to be punished for Cancan.
If Cancan survives the disaster safely, the emperor and empress will be born.
If Cancan cannot survive the heavenly tribulation, Cancan will die, and she will turn into dust and return to nothingness forever.
Thinking of this, the King of Hell sighed and shook his head.
The three princes were unaware that the emperor and empress had protected Cancan from disaster. They did not expect that eighteen years ago, the three of them had gone down to the mortal world for Cancan again.
Now the three princes have successfully passed the tribulation, and the emperor and empress have been born.
If anything happens to them, the emperor and empress will still die.
No one can unlock this lock of life and death.
The Empress looked at the sleeping Cancan with a faint smile on her lips, and endless nostalgia and dependence in her eyes: "At first, he and I wanted to sacrifice half of our lives to practice and pray for the destiny, but now a hundred years have passed, and the destiny has not changed. It means that the way of heaven does not agree. Fortunately, my Phoenix clan is the clan of the creator gods, and its lifespan is as long as the heaven. I am the last bloodline of the Phoenix. With my bloodline and bones as a pledge, the way of heaven cannot but agree."
She carefully wiped Cancan's forehead and whispered, "I hope you can give this sachet to Cancan when she is three hundred years old and tell her that mother loves her."
The emperor and empress took two steps forward, and thunder rumbled in the Wuwang Sea, which was terrifying to see.
A spell protected Cancan tightly, isolating her from the roars.
The voice that followed was affectionate and full of reluctance.
"I know that changing my fate against the will of heaven is against the will of heaven, so I dare not pray for anything more. I only hope that after Cancan comes down to earth to overcome the tribulation, I can still see Cancan in the human world."
"See that she is safe and sound, happy and amiable."
She whispered to the rolling thunder.
The figures of the Emperor and Empress disappeared in the thunder. The Emperor, who followed, had red eyes and stared at Wuwanghai in a daze for a long time.
**
The King of Hell came back to his senses, patted the arched mass, and whispered, "Your mother asked me to tell you that she loves you very much."
Cancan moved the quilt aside, held Yan Wang tightly with her little hands, and asked happily, "What else did mother say?"
The King of Hell smiled and said, "The Empress didn't say anything. But the Emperor did."
Cancan tilted her head and asked curiously, "Daddy?"
The King of Hell nodded.
The Emperor, at the cost of half his life, injected his immortal power into the Wuwang Sea and changed the fate of the Emperor and Empress in front of him.
The only purpose was that more than ten years later, his wife, Cancan's mother, Wei Xun, would be able to see Cancan.
See her happy, healthy and happy.
"The Emperor said that no matter what happens in the future, Daddy and Mommy will always love Cancan and her three brothers."
Cancan hugged the quilt and smiled, then said seriously, word by word, "Cancan also likes mom, dad, and brother."
"Please keep this brocade bag, the master is leaving." The King of Hell reminded.
Cancan got out of bed barefoot and put the sachet in the small bag she was carrying.
"Cancan is well protected~" she said proudly.
The King of Hell nodded.
Cancan was about to say something when he saw the King of Hell turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear in front of him.
She lowered her head and slowly returned to bed.
Leaning on the pillow, eyes wide open, thinking about one thing in his little head:
Where is my mother?
**
The journey continued as usual for the next few days.
Wei Xun, who was supposed to come originally, was delayed for two days due to work reasons.
On the last day of the variety show recording, in the restaurant, Cancan held the bowl of sausage and ate happily.
"Do you love sausage so much?" Wei Su asked.
Cancan chuckled and tightened the bowl in his arms, and with a "woosh" another piece of sausage came out.
The little feet swung happily under the stool.
Not far away, a faint voice sounded: "Wei Su."
Cancan looked over curiously in the direction of the sound.
The little mouth that was slowly chewing the food stopped in surprise.
At the door, Wei Xun was standing upright facing the light, dragging his suitcase, with no expression on his face.
Cancan stared blankly.
The corners of her eyes gradually turned red, and a layer of mist appeared in her bright eyes.
She sniffed and cried out aggrievedly, "Mother."
Wei Xun was stunned.
Wei Su, who walked over to welcome Wei Xun, was also stunned.
While the two were stunned, Cancan jumped off the stool and ran over crying with her hands raised, hugged Wei Xun's legs and cried bitterly.
"Mom." Cancan's face was pressed against Weixun's legs, and her baby voice was filled with longing: "Mom, Cancan misses you so much."
Everyone present looked at each other in confusion.
mother..
Mother? ?
**
On the first day after the variety show finished recording, Cancan sat pitifully on the sofa holding the little pink dragon doll.
In front of her, Gu Chi, Qi Sen and Pei Shen were squatting and looking up at her.
Cancan sniffed and choked up as she said, "That's Cancan's mother."
Gu Chi hurriedly comforted him, "Yes, yes, it's Cancan's mother."
During the recording process yesterday, Cancan hugged Weixun's legs and cried for a long time. In a panic, the adults had to take Cancan back to the hotel and comforted her over and over again, coaxing her to stop crying.
Wei Xun was also confused.
When she saw the child, her heart softened and a strange feeling surged from the bottom of her heart. After hearing the word "mother", her eyes became sore.
When the audience watching the live broadcast saw this scene, they exclaimed that there was something fishy going on.
Everyone knows that Cancan calls Gu Chi "Daddy." If Weixun is her mother, doesn't that mean Weixun and Gu Chi are somewhat related?
In addition, Wei Xun's expression when he saw Cancan was so strange that people couldn't help but doubt the identities of Wei Xun and Cancan.
That afternoon, Weixun Company issued a statement to clarify the online rumors that "Weixun and Gu Chi were secretly connected", and stated several times that the company's artists did not know Gu Chi.
Unfortunately, no netizens believed it.
I don’t know Gu Chi, so why did he look so excited when he saw Cancan?
Because of Cancan's words "mother", Weixun became a source of traffic for major marketing accounts.
All the bloody plots such as "running away with the ball" and "the rich family doesn't allow her to see her daughter" have come out. Gu Chi's previous Weibo clarification has also been overturned. Marketing accounts unanimously believe that "Gu Chi must have made up a lie because he was afraid that the child would be exposed. Cancan must not recognize him as her father."
Netizens who were misled by marketing accounts began to gradually believe this argument.
[That seems to be the case. If Gu Chi really had no relationship with Cancan, would the Gu family be so kind to a child?]
[Better than biological children...too mysterious]
For the entire day, Gu Chi, Wei Xun and even the Gu family's permanent residents were on the hot searches.
Gu Chi felt that he was fine, but Wei Xun's career was deeply affected.
He now has no feelings towards the mother that Cancan mentioned, his wife in his previous life. She treats her like a passerby, but his values tell him that he cannot affect other people's future and career like this.
There is only one way to completely dispel the rumors: paternity testing.
But Gu Chi was afraid that the paternity test would hurt Cancan.
So what if Cancan is not his biological daughter in this life? In the previous life, Cancan was the little darling he held in his hands!
Gu Chi felt that it would be too cruel to tell them in front of everyone that Cancan was not his biological daughter.
It's like pushing Cancan out.
Gu Chi frowned and whispered, "Cancan, although daddy has no blood relationship with you, he is still daddy."
Qi Sen and Pei Shen looked up at Gu Chi, their hearts tightening.
This was the first time that Gu Chi called himself daddy in front of Cancan.
Gu Chi lost his usual playful smile and looked very serious: "Mother is still mother. Your second brother, third brother and eldest brother who is still away will continue to love you, protect you, buy candy for Cancan, and make her favorite sausage."
Cancan buried her chin in the little pink dragon doll, blinking her eyes as she looked at Gu Chi intently.
"Our love for Cancan started in our last life, but those people outside don't know. So we have to tell them that even though the Cancan in the human world has no blood relationship with our father in the human world, it's okay. Father has liked Cancan since our last life, and he will still like her even if they are not related by blood." Gu Chi's voice softened a little. "If we don't tell her, mother will be scolded by many people."
Cancan was startled and waved her hands quickly, "Don't scold your mother."
Gu Chi nodded: "We have to protect mother, so daddy will take you for a checkup. After the checkup, we can explain it to the people outside, and then we will protect mother."
Cancan raised her eyes, clenched her fists and said seriously: "Cancan, you must protect mother!"
Gu Chi also nodded seriously and agreed: "Let's protect her together."
The next day, the paternity test results shut down all the major marketing accounts.
But Gu Chi will not let those who spread rumors go so easily.
In the afternoon, a lawyer's letter was posted on his Weibo homepage. At the same time, all the major companies that had spread rumors about Gu Chi and Wei Xun's marketing accounts were sued by the Gu family's film and television company on the grounds that "they arbitrarily used the photos of our company's artists for commercial activities, infringing on the portrait rights of our company's artists."
These fierce counterattacks dealt a heavy blow to the companies and marketing accounts that spread rumors.
Those who believed Gu Chi and Wei Xun's words online couldn't help but wonder:
[Why are you so nice to Cancan even though you have nothing to do with her? ]
Gu Chi took a screenshot of the comment and posted the censored photo on Weibo, replying earnestly: "Our fate with Cancan began in a previous life. You don't understand, I will always be her daddy."
Having said that, Gu Chi posted another Weibo post, and didn’t forget to pin it at the top.
[I won't have any children in the future. I will only have Cancan as my baby. The shares my father left me will all belong to her in the future.]
Everyone was shocked when they saw this.
Then, Gu Chi posted another Weibo post, and his tone was a bit more casual and lazy than before.
[Don't say I'm not Cancan's daddy anymore. My little darling will be sad, understand?]
Netizens responded one after another:
【I understand.】
[She is your little baby, I really believe it]
[Then why does Cancan want to recognize Weixun as her mother? ]
Someone suddenly asked this question.
Gu Chi thought for a moment and replied:
[She looks just like the mother in Cancan's dream.]
This reason is a bit ridiculous, but it makes people hard to refute it.
The crisis caused by the word "mother" slowly faded away.
For the next two days, the Gu family was very busy and had no time to pay attention to what was happening online.
After Taotao reminded them, they realized that four days later would be Cancan’s 300th birthday.
While Gu Chi was busy preparing a birthday party for Cancan, he also took her to visit various kindergartens.
On Saturday, Gu Chi took Cancan to the last kindergarten.
"Cancan, do you like this big castle today?" After returning home, Gu Chi asked while taking off Cancan's shoes.
"Yeah! The castle is blue. It's Elsa's castle."
Hearing this, Gu Chi smiled.
From now on, just choose blue for everything you see, Cancan will definitely like it.
Pei Shen sat on the sofa and carried Cancan, who had changed into slippers, to the sofa.
"Are you watching your mother's TV series again?" Gu Chi asked as he passed by.
Qi Sen glanced at the TV.
On the screen, Wei Xun was smiling with a gentle look in her eyes, unlike her usual cold and glamorous appearance. She was smiling innocently, like an 18-year-old high school student, cute and good-looking.
Qi Sen put down his textbook and said suddenly, "Actually, I'm a little curious."
Pei Shen handed small pieces of apple to Cancan and turned around to ask, "What?"
Cancan and Gu Chi also looked at Qi Sen curiously.
Qi Sen tilted his head and met Gu Chi's gaze. "How could our excellent, beautiful, ambitious, proud, and perfect mother fall for such a..."
When mentioning Gu Chi, Qi Sen racked his brains to find adjectives.
After a long while, he said, "Such a silly father?"
Gu Chi:?
Are you polite, you rebellious son?
Pei Shen, who was standing by, was like a spectator, taking the only remaining fruit from Cancan's plate. He looked at Qi Sen, then at Gu Chi, and was enjoying the fun.
Cancan looked back at her father, took a bite of the apple and said seriously, "Because my father cried and begged me to marry him, I married him."
As he spoke, he pointed at the male supporting character in the TV series who was pitifully begging the female lead to look at him, and said in surprise: "Daddy, that's it, that's how you beg Mommy!"
Gu Chi:? ?
Gu Chi asked in a deep voice: "Cancan, who told you this?"
Cancan pointed at Pei Shen who was watching the fun with her little hand, and said innocently while shaking her feet: "It's the third brother~"
Pei Shen who was happily eating melon:?
Help!
He didn’t!!
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My hands are hurting from typing lately, I will definitely send you a thicker chapter tomorrow or the day after tomorrow
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