Chapter 91
"...So, this is what you call a surprise only for the champion?"
Bright lights 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 from 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, devoid of any color, as if all life had been drained from him. Looking at his hands again, they were abnormally red and swollen from the previous pulling, with a faint purple tinge beneath the skin, enough to show the magnitude of the force used.
His pajamas, once neatly dressed, were now a mess. The corners had been pulled to the side, the collar slightly open, and there were red marks from rubbing. His brows were furrowed, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, as he stared at the staff in front of him.
Anyone who sees it will 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, looking at his pitiful appearance and thinking expressionlessly.
The staff around her were not as calm as she was. Most of them had expressions of fear on their faces - unfortunately, due to their appearance, they did not look very pleasing to the eye, but rather 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 stabbing his brother-in-law's eyes with a fruit knife will be scared.
Especially the brother-in-law whose eyeball was almost pierced by a stab, who was now nonchalantly facing the bruised cheek from a punch, and looking at the culprit with a very sweet smile - a complete contrast 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 simply rolled his eyes, a look that seemed to indicate the question was unnecessary. He nodded slightly, his expression somewhat indifferent, while his in-house stylist beside him put the final touches on his look.
His icy silver hair was neatly combed back, each strand appearing meticulously crafted and radiating a soft sheen. His deep blue eyes, like glaciers on a cold Nordic night, were cold and profound, yet occasionally shimmered with emotions like the undercurrents 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 could possess. It shimmered slightly with his movements, low-key and luxurious.
The vest he wore underneath had smooth lines, fitting his figure perfectly. The buttons were crafted from soft gemstones, creating a natural and unique texture. The collar of his shirt was slightly open, and he wore no tie, giving him a casual yet inherently noble air.
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 exudes the aura of wealth, but also makes the silver-haired man look tall and straight, as if he could attend a banquet 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.
The total value of Mr. Will Gore's belongings is probably enough to buy out his crew. If he gets bumped and scratched in subsequent 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, and from the tone he used when he mentioned Ye Wangxing, he 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 wealthy 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 told this person the task. After all, anyone would be angry if they had to get up early in the morning to put on makeup.
"...You can see Wangxing in her 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 person even wore insoles to increase his height.
——He is 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, and could only be thankful that this segment was not broadcast live.
The director doesn't really care about height; she cares 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 had not realized that something was wrong - until Ye Wangxing stabbed the man's eyes with a fruit knife, 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 directly 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 frightened staff mixed together - 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's the scene on the sofa now.
After hearing 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 wouldn't 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 to be so cruel and kill this face."
The silver-haired man spoke with a bit of grievance, he was completely different from the calm and tall man just now.
The handsome young man sighed and said, "If you hadn't been wearing those height-increasing insoles, the fruit knife wouldn't have been able to cut you. After all, I was so scared at the time, I was relying on muscle memory. That position could only poke Kaiser's eyes."
The silver-haired man's coquettish expression froze on his face: "..."
"Wang Xing, your words are so heartbreaking. 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 are just chatting, why are you attacking us personally?
The handsome young man didn't 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 workers who suffered mental injuries: "..."
"——Who scared who to death?!"
The audience on the barrage also shared the same feelings as them.
The audience screamed on the barrage.
"——No, big brother, the moment 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 body in the early morning, isn't your reaction a bit too intense? Besides, muscle memory—muscle memory—would make you stab your husband in the eye when you were frightened!"
"God knows the steady, precise, and ruthless force and speed with which this guy stabbed someone in the eye socket nearly wiped out my medical insurance bill—I honestly felt like my heart was about to stop!"
In addition to these complaints, there were also many comments urging everyone to go to bed early.
"Go to bed early, everyone. I feel like I'm going to die if I come here so early in the morning."
"Even though it's already five in the morning, I'll try to sleep as long as I can. I hope I don't die suddenly!"
"I want to sleep too! But the problem is, after watching what just happened, 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'm suddenly grateful to myself for going to bed at 8:00 last night. Otherwise, I wouldn't be eating melons so energetically right 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. My sworn enemy and my brother both have their eyes on my partner. If Mr. Kaiser knew about this, he'd have to crawl out of the ground, right?"
"How do you know he's not spying on the screen right now?"
"——I, I, I'm telling you, the sun has already risen where I am, and the yang energy is very strong, so don't scare me!"
The barrage of topics gradually became chaotic again. Feng Chuan looked at the live broadcast room and felt her chest pounding with fear. 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 staff who would get up for the next surprise attack.
Naturally, there are female staff on the girls' side who choose unlucky guys to wake 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 is willing.
"——Chris is among the people you need to call? Can I go?"
The silver-haired man said this 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 resounded 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 was an eye-opener for the commentators—and it also caused the silver-haired man next to him to give him a death glare.
The two men looked at each other, and it seemed that they were about to fight in the next second, and then...
One man was slapped by Ye Wangxing and became obedient.
Just as the three of them 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 reaction at that time was difficult to control artificially.
As for the veteran 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 return to where they belong.
"How can the dead bind the living?"
The veteran 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, double-standard Lao Deng?"
Finally, there is the pair of Shi Xuanzhu and Song Yun.
“…I will respect his opinion.”
Shi Xuanzhu directly handed in a perfect answer, but Song Yun...
He seemed a little trance-like 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 was that I went back with him to sort out his identity. After all, he's already dead and his household registration has been cancelled. Now he's in front of me again, so his ID document has 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 the top stars and the fans of the actors are still fighting each other.
Only Shi Xuanzhu looked at Song Yun with a puzzled expression.
...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 studio next door before going back last night.
The female host was intellectual and elegant, a typical highly educated woman, and she maintained a good distance from Shi Xuanzhu, but...
But Song Yun always felt something was wrong.
Whether it was the host's hand that brushed across 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 very well in terms of 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 finally 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 led to today's program and tasks being a bit more routine, and the two seemed to want to act normal in front of their brother-in-law, and they didn't do anything too outrageous. Although the ratings were still high, it wasn't as exciting as yesterday, which was still a bit regrettable.
But some viewers also felt fortunate. If the situation was as exciting as yesterday for two consecutive days, 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 also led to him being labeled as a "brother-con" on the hot search.
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. Other guests will continue their tasks here.
This was actually something that had been discussed with the director before. After all, Ye Wangxing's job is special, and he really makes hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute.
The director just wanted to add some more male guests, but he didn't expect to make himself a hot topic.
Although it is obvious to the naked eye that traffic will drop sharply 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, but in his heart he was already biting his handkerchief as he watched the handsome young man leave the cabin with his suitcase.
However, this time it was Song Yun, not Assistant Wang, who came to pick up Ye Wangxing.
Song Yun called her younger brother in advance to make 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 expressed 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 emotion 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 me being overly sensitive or what, but I just feel like something's wrong. Or maybe it's because I've been a househusband for so long that I've 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 unfaithful. But it seems that he wants to have a physical relationship with her, but reality doesn't allow him to. 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 saying, "I ate bread today."
"Guess how Kaiser and Chris became sworn enemies?"
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