Inside the Xiao residence, Zhou Yun and Butler Wang were not the only ones watching the show. Xiao Shen was also sitting on the sofa watching with them.

Old Madam Zhou glanced at her and asked, "How come you have time to look at this?"

Xiao Shen chuckled, "Look at my brother's emotional development."

The old lady nodded with satisfaction. "I've been asking you to follow this variety show for a long time. It's been almost a month since the show was recorded. I guess you're confused if you come now."

"Jiang Muyi is on this show, right?" Xiao Shen said.

The old lady's eyes lit up instantly, "How do you know this girl?"

Xiao Shen picked up the teacup and blew gently, "I saw it at the last banquet."

What she was thinking about in her mind was her son's stupid remark about Jiang Muyi taking the initiative to add him on WeChat. Although her brother tried his best to hide his emotions, she, the sister who had raised him since childhood, still saw some clues.

"That girl from the party is here too? Why didn't you tell me? I haven't even seen that girl in person yet."

"How is it? Am I as beautiful as on TV?" Zhou Yun said like a little fangirl.

Xiao Shen's hand holding the cup shook, and the tea in the cup splashed into ripples.

"It's quite beautiful."

The melodrama was also well acted.

After getting the answer, Mrs. Zhou continued watching TV contentedly.

"I remember the show was off the air? Why is it suddenly on again?" Xiao Shen asked.

"I sent a photo of that girl to Huanan, but Huanan hasn't replied to me yet."

"So you asked them to work overtime just to see what Huanan's expression is like now?" Xiao Shen's eyes twitched.

Realizing Xiao Shen's rebuke, the old lady turned her head and said, "I gave them a raise, three times."

"..."

-

Xiao Huanan looked at the staff with a dull expression as they hurriedly carried the camera over.

This was probably done by his old lady again.

Xiao Huanan took out his cell phone and clicked on Jiang Muyi's profile picture.

The image of Jiang Muyi hurriedly walking away after arranging the cake flashed through my mind.

His thumb paused on the dialog box and did not fall down.

Finally, I wrote only two words: [Thank you. ]

Since they stopped live streaming after completing the task, most netizens found these two words a bit confusing.

[Ah? Why are you saying thank you? They are not in the same group today. What are you thanking me for? ]

[It seems like Gu Yankai is trying to market his female artist as a charming person, but it's a pity that the male guests this year are not easy to lead.]

[I feel that this thank you is very distant, you Yanba CP fans are the real protagonists be hahaha. ]

Zhou Yun looked at the word "thank you" with a face like an old man on the subway using his cell phone.

"Can anyone tell me what happened? Why did you suddenly thank me? Give this brat a chance to text him. He can give you a polite thank you."

Seeing Xiao Shen laughing, Zhou Yun angrily asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I think he might still be struggling with it." She smiled and watched the fun.

When my younger brother was thirteen years old, he encountered such an eye-catching thing that he still dares not have physical contact with others until now, so he still has no idea about the relationship between men and women.

Plus, since he was brought up in a pampered environment, it will probably take a long time for him to admit that he likes someone.

The camera cuts to the other side.

There was no light on in the dark room, except for the lights in the corridor that were turned on when the production crew came in.

"Mr. Gu, don't you want to turn on the lights?" the staff member asked cautiously.

"No need." His voice was slightly hoarse.

The only light outside the door was blinding to him.

Gu Yankai lay in bed, his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead. He couldn't get up at all, and didn't want to get up either.

The atmosphere in the room was depressing, and the staff could hear the director's urging voice through their headphones.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Mr. Gu, are you going to send a heart-warming text message?"

He looked at the dark ceiling and was silent for a long time.

"Ah."

Slide your finger slowly across the contact.

When he swiped to the page about Jiang Muyi, he paused for a second and then swiped away quickly.

He opened Hu Shicha's dialog box and quickly typed a few words on it:

——I hope our relationship will get better and better.

Then, he threw the phone away.

Once again, only the light from outside the corridor remained in the room.

【Childhood sweethearts are so sweet. 】

[Why do I feel that Gu Yankai is in a bad mood today? This text message is just as careless as completing the KPI given by the head? ]

[The president also understands the coping mentality of the workers, hahaha. ]

Hu Shicha stayed in the room, waiting for someone to send her a text message.

After waiting for a long time, only Gu Yankai was there, but Xu Zi was nowhere to be seen.

Hu Shicha frowned.

Something was wrong. Xu Zike was more active than Gu Yankai and generally sent messages faster than Gu Yankai. But she had been waiting here for almost half an hour and no text message came from him.

Finally, I couldn't wait any longer, so I sent Gu Yankai a caring text message that was neither ambiguous nor cold:

——Has your nausea symptoms eased today, Yan Kai? You should take a good rest.

Although Xu Zi was feeling strange, Hu Shicha still focused on Gu Yankai.

[My Xu Zi was abandoned just like that? ]

[Don't tie Xu Zi and your childhood sweethearts together. Xu Zi is not part of your play.]

[Xu Zi's fans are a bit weird, didn't he choose Hu Shicha either? They are just like mothers of boys, who start attacking others when they see their children are not chosen by girls.]

Xu Zi, who was being discussed, sent the text message to Jiang Huiyu.

Because Jiang Huiyu protected him from being hit by snow from Jiang Muyi last time, and this time she protected him behind her from being pecked by the chicken.

After both times, he still hasn't thanked anyone properly.

He originally wanted to type "Thank you for protecting me" in the dialog box, but then he felt ashamed and deleted the words he had typed.

The final result is:

——Thank you, I can fulfill one of your wishes.

This reads very condescendingly, although that was not Xu Zi's original intention.

[Superb emotional intelligence, saying thank you is like giving alms. 】

[She will be secretly happy if our Xu Zi helps her fulfill her wish.]

[The one in front, I suspect you are playing the opposite role. ]

Jiang Huiyu sat cross-legged waiting for the message from Xu Zi.

She had a feeling that Xu Zi would send it to her this time. She had tried so hard to protect him this morning, there was no way he would ignore all that and send it to Hu Shicha.

Sure enough, ten seconds later, a text message from Xu Zi came to the phone.

Jiang Huiyu's joyful expression almost collapsed when she saw the content of the text message.

I used to just think he was handsome and sang well, but if I knew about his emotional intelligence, I probably wouldn’t be a fan of him at all, right?

Take a deep breath and adjust your mindset.

After all, we still have to rely on Xu Zi to make money.

——I want your concert tickets, front row.

When Xu Zi received the text message, he couldn't hide his joy in his chubby eyes.

He still has some pride as an artist. He hopes that everyone will not only like his personality and appearance, but most importantly, like his music.

Jiang Huiyu's words were very useful to him.

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