Chapter 91
"…So, this is what you call a surprise for the champion?"
The bright light shone into the living room on the first floor, reflecting the slightly messy scene in the living room.
The handsome young man sat on the sofa on the first floor, his hands subconsciously grabbing the edge of the sofa, his knuckles turning slightly white due to the force.
His voice was still trembling and uncertain from being too frightened, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his tight throat.
There were gleams of water in his eyes. Those were the tears that had just been forced out because of the shock. Under the light, they seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, revealing unspeakable panic.
His face was as pale as paper, bloodless, as if all the life had been drained out of him. His hands were abnormally red and swollen due to the previous pulling, and there was a faint purple bruise under the skin, which was enough to show how much force had been used before.
The pajamas he was wearing, which were originally neat, were now in disarray. The corners of his clothes were pulled to one side, and the collar was slightly open, with red marks on it. He frowned tightly, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, and looked at the staff in front of him.
Anyone who sees it would think that the handsome young man sitting on the sofa is an extremely miserable victim.
but……
"——Who would have thought that this poor girl who looked like she had just lost her husband and was widowed, was actually the final boss who went berserk! "
The director sat opposite the handsome young man with dark circles under his eyes. He looked at his pitiful appearance and thought expressionlessly.
The staff around her were not as calm as she was. Most of them had frightened expressions on their faces - unfortunately, due to their looks, they did not look very pleasing to the eye, but instead looked like some disaster documentary.
But there is no way to blame these staff too much.
——After all, anyone who sees the handsome young man sitting on the sofa and almost stabbed his brother-in-law's eyes with a fruit knife would be scared.
Especially the brother-in-law whose eye was almost pierced by a stab, who was now looking at the culprit with a sweet smile, with his cheek bruised by a punch, completely opposite to his indifference towards other staff members.
Yes, brother-in-law.
The story begins twenty minutes ago.
"...Mr. Weir, I'm sorry to bother you with the surprise this morning, but are you sure you want to surprise them with this outfit?"
The director stood aside and asked with a look of worry on his face.
In response to the director's question, Mr. Weir just rolled his eyes slightly, as if to say that the question was so unnecessary. He nodded slightly, with a somewhat indifferent expression, while his own stylist beside him was making the final adjustments to his look.
His icy silver hair was neatly combed back, and each strand seemed to have been carefully carved, with a soft sheen. His deep blue eyes were like glaciers in the cold night of Northern Europe, cold and deep, but occasionally showing emotions like the undercurrent of the deep sea.
He was wearing a perfectly tailored three-piece suit. The pure black fabric was delicate and textured, with a unique luster that only top-grade fabrics have. It shimmered slightly with his movements, low-key and luxurious.
The vest he wore underneath had smooth lines and fit his body perfectly. The buttons on it were made of warm gemstones, with a natural and unique texture. The collar of his shirt was slightly open, and he didn't wear a tie, which was casual yet revealed his inherent nobility.
At the cuffs, a pair of exquisite cufflinks are faintly visible. They are made from ancient gold coins. After years of polishing, the unique patterns exude a mysterious and charming atmosphere.
This set not only smells of money, but also makes the silver-haired man look tall and straight, as if he could attend a party in the next second.
But after the director lamented that Mr. Will Gore was indeed a rich man like his brother, the worry on his face did not diminish in the slightest.
——Because she really doesn’t want to lose money.
All the stuff that Mr. Will Gore owns is probably enough to buy his crew. If it gets bumped and scratched in future activities, the entire crew may not be able to pay for the compensation.
Fortunately, the assistant seemed to realize this from the director's expression, and quietly stepped forward and promised him that he would not claim compensation from them because of this matter.
"...The Gore family doesn't care about this little money."
The assistant said with a smile.
director:"……"
'I'm going to fight you rich people!'
Of course, this was just a thought in his mind. In reality, the director still watched Mr. Weir walk forward, with the photographer following behind him.
Will Gore contacted the director yesterday. When the director heard the voice of Mr. Will's assistant on the other end of the phone, he was a little confused and even wary at first, fearing that he would be dragged into a transnational battle for family property. Fortunately, this person just wanted to come and give his widowed sister-in-law a surprise and had no other requirements.
After showing Song Yun the photo of Mr. Weir and confirming that he had such a brother-in-law, the director immediately agreed to this matter.
Even after meeting this Mr. Weir, from the tone of his voice when he mentioned Ye Wangxing, I already understood why he wanted to give his widowed sister-in-law a surprise, but...
Shura Field! The ratings will definitely skyrocket!
It is necessary to prepare security personnel to prevent the two rich men from really fighting in public, but this is just a small matter for the director who has already received investment from many sponsors.
The wealthy director immediately made the decision and agreed to let this person take on the surprise wake-up mission the next day.
However, the director was a little nervous when he informed this person of the task. After all, anyone would be angry if they had to get up early in the morning to put on makeup.
"...I can see Wangxing in his pajamas, right? I agree."
The director looked at Mr. Weir who agreed immediately, and he felt relieved and sighed at the same time.
'Thank you for the power of love.'
However, when the director saw Mr. Weir wearing that complete three-piece suit, he suddenly felt uneasy.
After all, this is too formal, and this guy even wore insoles to increase his height.
——He is already over 1.9 meters tall, why does he need to wear height-increasing insoles?
All the men present who cared about their height felt like they had been shot in the back. They could only be thankful that this scene was not broadcast live.
The director didn't really care about the height; she cared about the man's abnormal behavior.
Sure enough, something happened.
After Ye Wangxing opened the door, he was stunned for a moment, then slammed the door shut. At this time, the director did not realize that something was wrong - it was not until Ye Wangxing stabbed the man's eyes with a fruit knife that she reacted.
She subconsciously let out a short scream and took two steps forward to stop Ye Wangxing, but fortunately the silver-haired man seemed to have anticipated this. He grabbed Ye Wangxing's hand with his other hand and stopped the fruit knife in front of his eye socket.
But Ye Wangxing's hands were still exerting force, and he even used his other hand to punch the silver-haired man in the face without any hesitation, and all this was done in a very short time.
At this time, the entire corridor was in chaos, with staff who wanted to rush forward to rescue and those who were scared all mixed up - even the director took the time to look at the live broadcast room for fear that it would be blocked.
"Wang Xing, it's me, Weir, not Kaiser!"
It was not until the silver-haired man found the right opportunity to speak that the handsome young man, who had been furious, finally came to his senses.
The situation on the scene was finally under control, and the live broadcast room no longer had to worry about being blocked.
And then there is the scene on the sofa now.
After listening to what they said, the handsome young man's face finally regained some color, and the director finally took the opportunity to ask her something she had been curious about for a long time.
"By the way, Mr. Ye, why did you react so strongly when you saw Mr. Weir?"
The handsome young man naturally would not refuse. He rubbed his wrist and said nonchalantly, "If you opened the door in the early morning when it was still dark outside and saw a dead person standing in front of you, your reaction would be even greater than mine."
Although the handsome young man said it lightly, the staff, the director, and even the styling team all turned their heads and looked at the silver-haired man.
Their expressions were so uniform that it was hard to describe.
"Wang Xing, I was just joking. I didn't expect you, Wang Xing, to be so cruel as to kill this face."
The silver-haired man spoke with a sense of grievance, and he was completely different from the calm and tall man just now.
The handsome young man sighed and said, "If you hadn't worn the height-increasing insoles, the fruit knife wouldn't have been able to cut you. After all, I was so scared at the time that I was relying on muscle memory. The knife could only poke Kaiser's eyes."
The silver-haired man's coquettish expression froze on his face: "..."
"Wang Xing, your words are so hurtful. I suddenly seem to understand the pain of a 1.75 meter tall man."
The 1.75-meter-tall cameraman and a large number of staff on the scene: "..."
You guys can just chat, why are you attacking us personally?
The handsome young man did not notice the resentful looks of the staff members, but looked at the director with some blame and said.
"...You guys really scared me to death so early in the morning."
The director, who was frightened by Ye Wangxing, said: "..."
Other staff members who suffered mental injuries: “…”
"——Who is scaring whom to death?!"
The viewers on the barrage also shared the same feelings as them.
The audience screamed on the barrage.
"——No, big brother. As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I saw you stabbing someone's eye socket with a fruit knife. Who is scaring who?"
"Although I had the same reaction when I saw a dead person in the early morning, your reaction was a bit too intense, brother. Besides, muscle memory would make you stab your husband in the eye socket when you were scared!"
"God knows that when this guy stabbed someone's eye socket, he used such steady, accurate and ruthless force and extremely fast technique that he almost made my medical insurance card owe money - I really felt like my heart was about to stop beating just now!"
In addition to these complaints, there were also many comments advising everyone to go to bed early.
"Go to bed early, everyone. I feel like I'm going to die of sudden death after coming here so early in the morning."
"Although it's already five in the morning, I'll sleep as long as I can. Don't die suddenly!"
"I want to sleep too! But the key problem is, after watching the scene just now, who the hell can sleep!"
The barrage immediately started arguing about whether to sleep or not, while the rest of the barrage started their own discussion about today's situation.
"I suddenly began to thank myself for going to bed at 8:00 last night, otherwise I wouldn't be eating melons so energetically now."
"Speaking of which, Mr. Widow's brother-in-law is indeed..."
"Hehehe, a green tea brother-in-law who knows how to act like a spoiled child and looks almost like my husband, hehehe."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, both your mortal enemy and your brother have set their eyes on your partner. If Mr. Kaiser knew about this, he would have to crawl out of the underground, right?"
"How do you know he's not spying on the screen right now?"
"——I'm telling you, the sun has already risen over here, and the yang energy is very strong, don't scare me!"
The barrage of topics gradually became chaotic again, and Feng Chuan felt her chest pounding with fear while looking at the live broadcast room. She knew that she really couldn't watch it anymore and had to go to sleep quickly to save her life.
However, after putting down the phone, Feng Chuan's mind was still revolving around this matter. After all, today's situation was too exciting, and Feng Chuan always felt that Ye Wangxing's feelings towards her dead husband were always a bit strange.
If you say he loves someone, he subconsciously wants to kill that person the first time he sees him. If you say he doesn't love that person, the nostalgic expression on his face is quite real.
'So... what's going on between him and his husband?'
Feng Chuan was also thinking about this before she fell asleep, and there were many people who had the same idea as her.
But just when they wanted to ask the live broadcast room, the process in the live broadcast room finally started to move to the next step.
The director also quickly arranged the next staff members to get up for the surprise attack.
Naturally, there are female staff on the girls' side who select unlucky guys and wake them up, and there are other unlucky guys on the men's side as well.
As for the silver-haired man?
No one can invite this big Buddha - unless he wants to.
"——Chris is among the people you want to call? Can I go?"
The silver-haired man said with a smile. The director looked at the handsome young man and then at the silver-haired man, and finally spoke cautiously.
"What happened before cannot happen again."
The silver-haired man nodded seriously.
Three minutes later.
"sht!fuk!"
The red-haired man's shout echoed throughout the villa.
"...Sweetheart, you don't love me anymore. You actually let that bastard come and scare me."
The red-haired man leaned weakly on the sofa and said.
"God knows when I opened the door and saw that face, I almost punched him in the face. My heart almost stopped beating."
The handsome young man looked at the weak appearance of the red-haired man and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Sweetheart, you're still laughing at me. I'm going to get mad!"
The red-haired man yelled, then moved himself next to the handsome young man, looking like he was ready to throw a tantrum.
It opened the eyes of the barrage—and also caused the silver-haired man next to him to give him a death look.
The two men looked at each other, and it seemed that they were about to fight in the next second, and then...
One man became obedient after being slapped by Ye Wangxing.
While the three were making a fuss, the images in the observation room finally started playing.
Most of the guests in the observation room did not get up early, so they did not know what happened this morning. After learning about the live broadcast accident this morning, everyone showed shocked expressions.
The host then asked a question about death.
"…If you saw your dead partner one morning, what would your reaction be?"
The four couples present were frozen at the time, but then the top star and the actor started showing their love first, saying that they would never hurt each other and would stay with each other forever, no matter how the other was resurrected.
The answers from the singer and his agent were more realistic. They didn't know either, because the reactions at that time were difficult to control artificially.
As for the old actor couple, the husband said that it depends on whether the other person is alive or dead. If they are alive, they will live together, and if they are dead, they will go back to where they belong.
"How can the dead hold the living hostage?"
The old actor said this with a serious expression, which sounded reasonable - if his wife had not said the same thing to him, his face would have turned ugly.
The barrage said this affectionately.
"Are you dumbfounded, Lao Deng, who is double-standard?"
Finally, there is the pair of Shi Xuanzhu and Song Yun.
"...I will respect his opinion."
Shi Xuanzhu gave a perfect answer, but Song Yun...
He seemed a little dazed today, but considering that it was his younger brother who almost stabbed someone with a fruit knife, it was understandable that he was scared.
With Shi Xuanzhu's reminder, he finally came to his senses and spoke subconsciously.
"—let him go back."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Song Yun realized that he shouldn't say such things, so he quickly added.
"What I meant is that I went back with him to process his identity. After all, he had died and his household registration had been cancelled. Now he appeared in front of me again, so his identity documents had to be processed."
Although this answer still has some loopholes, it still received support from the audience.
——Or it could be said that not many people pay attention to him at all. On the barrage, the fans of top stars and the fans of actors are still fighting each other.
Only Shi Xuanzhu looked at Song Yun with a bit of doubt on his face.
...What happened to Song Yun?
Song Yun also noticed Shi Xuanzhu's eyes and forced a smile. After fooling Shi Xuanzhu, Song Yun's expression immediately became complicated.
What could happen to him?
He just saw Shi Xuanzhu chatting with a female host in the next studio before he went back last night.
The female host was intellectual and elegant, and at first glance, she was a standard highly educated woman. She also kept a good distance from Shi Xuanzhu, but...
But Song Yun always felt something was wrong.
Whether it was the host's hand that stroked Shi Xuanzhu's forearm, or the two people's intertwined fingers when Shi Xuanzhu handed the host the coffee, Song Yun felt something was wrong.
But this was a normal distance, just a little bit closer at most. The two of them were even chatting in public, and no one else thought there was anything wrong with it.
After returning home, Shi Xuanzhu reported the host to him and said that he was just a friend. The two of them got along well regarding the lines, which left Song Yun with no reason to question him.
Song Yun tossed and turned in bed like a pancake for half the night, and only barely got over this hurdle this morning, but she still felt very upset.
Only when I see my younger brother can I rely on my sincere worry to barely forget what happened last night.
So Danmu and Shi Xuanzhu discovered that Song Yun had been focusing her attention on her younger brother today, and even called the director to ask him to convey her meaning to the two people beside him.
"—I'm watching you."
This also made today's program and tasks a little more routine, and the two seemed to want to behave normally in front of the elder brother-in-law, and did not do much out of the ordinary. Although the ratings are still high, it is not as exciting as yesterday, which is still a bit regrettable.
But some viewers also felt fortunate, because if two consecutive days were as exciting as yesterday, it would be easy for the medical insurance card to be in arrears.
Song Yun forced himself not to think about that incident, and kept his attention on the two of them, which led to him being labeled as a "brother-con" on the hot searches.
The public was quite tolerant of Song Yun and didn't say anything unpleasant.
After today's live broadcast is completed, Ye Wangxing's live broadcast task for the past two days will be completed. The next live broadcast will be next Saturday or Sunday, and other guests will continue their tasks here.
This was actually something that had been discussed with the director before. After all, Ye Wangxing's profession is special and he really makes hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute.
The director just wanted to add some richness to the male guests, but he didn't expect to make himself a hot topic.
Although it is obvious to the naked eye that the traffic will drop drastically in the next five days, this also means that when Ye Wangxing returns next Saturday, it will bring more traffic.
——Of course, it was also because the director had no control over Ye Wangxing, so he could only be polite on the surface. In his heart, he had already started biting his handkerchief as he watched the handsome young man leave the cabin with his suitcase.
However, this time it was Song Yun instead of Assistant Wang who came to pick up Ye Wangxing.
Song Yun called her brother in advance and made an appointment to have dinner at a restaurant tonight, and also wanted to discuss something with him.
After learning about Song Yun's arrangement, Shi Xuanzhu frowned and showed some disapproval, but in the end he still gave him a hug and said that he would wait for Song Yun to come back home.
This made Song Yun feel a little disgusted, and she also wondered if her feelings were wrong.
So much so that when he was driving Ye Wangxing to the restaurant, he couldn't help but show some of it on his face.
The handsome young man seemed to have noticed that Song Yun was in a bad mood. He frowned and waited until they sat down in the restaurant before speaking.
"What happened?"
Song Yun looked at her younger brother, sighed first, and then told him everything that happened last night.
"...I don't know if it's because I'm too sensitive or what, I just feel like something is wrong, or maybe it's because I've been a househusband for too long and started to become inexplicably suspicious."
Song Yun said with a wry smile.
In response to his words, the handsome young man sitting opposite him put down the wine glass in his hand and spoke calmly.
"No, it's not that you're wrong. It's that Shi Xuanzhu is mentally cheating on her. But it seems that he wants to have a physical relationship with her, but he doesn't dare to do so because of reality. He has the desire but not the courage."
Song Yun instantly raised her eyes and looked at the handsome young man opposite her. She opened and closed her mouth before finally squeezing out a word from her throat.
"…How can you be sure?"
The handsome young man said in a calm tone as if to say, "I ate bread today."
"Guess how Kaiser and Chris became enemies?"
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