Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yu Hewei was not a public figure.
She had been selected as a âMother-in-Law Joys fanâ to be on this show. There was nothing inappropriate about her bringing up these topics. If Li Xiwu didnât want to answer, she could choose not to.
The production team would not stop Yu Hewei from asking any questions. The more casual they asked, the more realistic the show seemed.
âYouâve suffered setbacks in your career. Do you think you⦠can still be called Miss Li?â
As Yu Hewei asked this question in front of the entire Internet, the live comments were all on fire!
[She hit the nail on the head. Yu Hewei really dares to ask!]
[Yu Hewei has proven the authenticity of the show. In the second season, Li Xiwu and Han Qianyeâs group are the most popular. If they are too perfect, they will always be picked out.]
[I feel that Yu Hewei is a fake fan. She canât be a spy sent by someone, right?
Hahaha.]
[This question is simply poking at Li Xiwuâs lifeline!]
Li Xiwu was still calm. Even though Yu Heweiâs every word was openly and secretly âprovokingâ her!
She took a shallow breath and said steadily, âItâs my duty to lead the artists well. Itâs not up to me to make the artists famous. As for the title you mentioned, itâs just a title. Whether thereâs such a title or not, Iâm still a manager.â
There was silence for a moment.
Yu Hewei raised her eyes and looked ahead. When she spoke, her voice was slightly soft. âThen have you ever thought that if you donât become a manager in the future, you will change to another profession?
Li Xiwu smiled faintly. âThe future is still far away. Iâm short-sighted and havenât planned for the future yet.â
Han Qianye and MO Yujin, who were walking behind, talked about beauty. In the past, Han Qianye had always chatted the happiest about such topics. Now, she was a little distracted. She glanced at Li Xiwu from time to time.
When MO Yujin saw this, her lips curled up and she couldnât help but laugh. Originally, the number of times MO Yujin secretly looked at Li Xiwu was already very frequent. However, Han Qianye looked at Li Xiwu more often than she did. At this point, she wished she could tie it to her belt.
âQianye,â MO Yujin called out casually.
Han Qianye retracted her gaze. âWhatâs wrong?
MO Yujin asked, âI remember you have a daughter?â
Han Qianye knew that MO Yujin was looking for a topic to chat about. âYes, I do have a daughter.â
MO Yujin asked, âHow old is your daughter?â
Han Qianye said, âTwenty-two.â
MO Yujin asked, âDoes she have a boyfriend?â
Han Qianye hesitated when she answered. âNoâ¦â
Should be?
Maybe?
Probably?
To be honest, Han Qianye really did not know if Pei Jiao had a boyfriend outside. After her daughter returned from overseas, she did not go to the company to train or find a job herself. She was either idle or busy all day.
Although the Pei family was big and powerful, it was better not to spread the news that the children they nurtured did not want to improve. It was fine as long as she knew. After all, âfamily scandals should not be aired in publicâ.
MO Yujin began to digress. âYou know that, right? I have a son.â
Han Qianye had yet to realize what MO Yujin was going to say. She nodded and said, âI know. Otherwise, why would you be on this show!â
[Iâm dying of laughter. Brainlessâ brain circuits always surprise people.]
[I heard MO Yujinâs plan outside the screen.]
[Han Qianye actually has a daughter? Then Iâll call her mother-in-law first.]
[I feel that Yu Hewei doesnât meet MO Yujinâs criteria for choosing a daughter-in-law.]
[Yu Hewei has such a valiant personality. Itâs not easy to control her. I feel that she and MO Yujin are both talking about their own things on the show.]
MO Yujin began to recommend herself. âMy son is 25 years old this year. Heâs 1.85 meters tall and doesnât have any bad habits. Heâs extroverted and has a stable job. He doesnât lack anything except a girlfriend.â
Han Qianye.
MO Yujin continued, âIâm not sure what type he likes. Iâm not sure how many relationships heâs had, but Iâm very sure heâs single now. The company is under his control now, and his future is promising.â
Han Qianye:
MO Yujin chuckled.
This was the first time Han Qianye had seen such a wretched smile on MO
Yujinâs face! She cleared her throat. âSo what are you going to do?â
MO Yujin patted Han Qianyeâs shoulder and said seriously, âWhy donât we become in-laws?
Han Qianye waved her hand away. âIâm sorry, but my daughter has a betrothal.â
âWhat era is it? Why was there a betrothal?!â MO Yujinâs tone was rather straightforward. âThe child has already grown up. How can a childâs engagement be anything? Are you sure your daughter is willing?â
That made sense.
Actually, Han Qianye also felt that the arranged marriage with the Wei family back then probably did not count anymore. She was the only one who remembered it. She had never seen the Wei family take the initiative to mention this.
[One second Iâm calling her mother-in-law, and the next itâs gone.]
[The betrothal was too much. My parents also arranged a betrothal for me when I was three years old. In the end, the other party grew up and became disabled! I was so frightened that I went on a blind date. They were all better-looking than the betrothal.]
[Speaking of which, MO Yujinâs son seems to be the CEO of the Qin Corporation?]
[Damn, the Qin Corporation behind Ying Huang Entertainment? Another high-quality man at the top of the food chain. I wonder what Han Qianyeâs
daughter looks like.]
MO Yujin took out her phone. âIâll push my sonâs WeChat to you. Push your daughterâs WeChat to me.â
Han Qianye said without thinking, âOkay.â
Hence, the two of them quickly exchanged WeChat business cards. After Han Qianye received the WeChat name card from MO Yujin, she sent it to Pei Jiao.
Han Qianye: Picture
Han Qianye: âThis is the person your Auntie MO introduced to you.â
Han Qianye: âChat first. Weâll talk about the Wei family when we find them.â
At this moment, Pei Jiao, who was riding her motorcycle at the edge of the city, heard the frequent vibration of her phone in her pocket.
Beikeâs helmet behind her was broken, and the windshield in front of him was gone. The wind was too strong, and he could not open his eyes. He could only bury his face in Pei Jiaoâs back. âSlow down! Slow down! Ancestor! Itâs taking my life!â
Pei Jiao said, âWomen have to be fast!â
Beike: âFast my ass!â
Pei Jiao continued to speed up. âThe phone in my pocket is vibrating. Take it out and see who sent the message. Donât touch anywhere else or Iâll beat your dog head up.â
Beike grimaced. âWho asked you to wear such tight pants?â
âSo what! I like to be beautiful! Cut the crap and hurry up.â
It took Beike a lot of effort to take the phone out of Pei Jiaoâs tight pants
Pei Jiao reminded him not to shake his hand. If he dropped her phone, he, Beike, would be dead.
Beike thought, Isnât this more exciting than running for your life!?