This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

Good heavens, Yunxing is more than just red-hot; I'm afraid she'll start smoking any second now.

[Suddenly I understand why the young master and Uncle Fu were so infatuated! My little sister is a total straight girl, but she's so charming without even realizing it. I could rewatch that scene of them holding hands ten times over!]

...

Fu Wanzhou looked at Wen Yao for the nth time.

Or rather, his gaze never left Wen Yao.

When Fu Wanzhou saw Yun Xing openly and honestly acting coquettishly in Wen Yao's arms, she felt a pang of jealousy.

Even if Yunxing's face turns red, can it be as red as his eyes?

I even thought, how wonderful it would be if he were a woman...

Wen Yao's eyes met Fu Wanzhou's without her noticing.

Fu Wanzhou's heart skipped a beat.

"Want a drink?" Wen Yao raised the wine bottle in her hand.

Fu Wanzhou was so nervous that she couldn't speak properly and just nodded haphazardly.

Wen Yao raised her hand and poured him a glass of wine.

Fu Wanzhou, who could chat and laugh with countless celebrities and bigwigs while dining, was now trembling uncontrollably.

Before the wine was even filled to the brim, several drops had already spilled out.

Wen Yao slowly typed a question mark: "How long have you had these symptoms? Have you been to the hospital?"

Fu Wanzhou's ears turned red: "I...I don't have any hidden illnesses!"

Wen Yao pondered for a moment: "The diagnosis is that he's the stubborn type."

Fu Wanzhou hurriedly defended herself: "I...I really can do it!"

Wen Yao touched her chin: "The 'frustrated and angry' type."

Fu Wanzhou said helplessly, "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."

Wen Yao nodded: "The self-destructive type."

"..."

Fu Wanzhou simply stopped struggling, raised her neck and drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp: "I'll drink to that, you can do as you please."

Wen Yao sipped her drink slowly.

Yun Yue said softly, "According to the description, this red wine, in addition to the natural fruity aroma of grapes, also has a rich floral aroma and fermentation aroma. Can you taste it?"

Fu Wanzhou: "That's right, it has a faint scent of violets and roses."

The oak barrel brought out a woody, toasty aroma, with a faint hint of spice... Hmm, it must be vanilla.

After years of aging, it develops an additional 'salty and umami' flavor, creating a very rich and sophisticated taste.

Wen Yao looked bewildered: "Huh? Really? Are you speaking Chinese?"

Phew——

Gu Zhu laughed out loud, then covered her mouth as if to cover up her laughter: "Ah, I'm sorry, Yao Yao, I wasn't laughing at you, please don't misunderstand."

This explanation is no different from protesting too much.

Wen Yao raised an eyebrow: "Who asked you?"

Gu Zhu looked completely innocent and said with a wronged expression, "I just think that tasting red wine is common sense..."

The implication is that Wen Yao doesn't even understand common sense.

Sure enough, some people in the live stream got swayed.

[Seriously? A real heiress doesn't even know how to appreciate red wine?]

In short, the truth cannot be hidden, and falsehood cannot be made true.

[Shouldn't appreciating red wine be an essential skill for heiresses? Wen Yao is clearly a usurper; otherwise, why wouldn't the Gu family teach her even this?]

...

The comments section was buzzing with heated arguments.

Wen Yao clicked her tongue lightly: "You know it all now."

"No, no, I only know a little bit about it."

Gu Zhu slowly poured another bottle of white wine.

She first swirled the wine in her glass, then gently smelled it, and finally slowly tasted it.

"This white grape is likely fermented using malolactic acid, which gives it a dairy aroma. Its texture is very smooth, mainly characterized by a milky and light milky flavor, and its rich aroma seems to reach right up to your palate."

Some wines are sweet only on your tongue, but this wine will fill your entire mouth, including your nasal cavity, chest cavity, and pelvis, with a very rich and fragrant taste..."

Wen Yao: "6."

Gu Zhu was very pleased with herself, feeling that she had outshone Wen Yao in front of the live stream audience, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

She looked at Fu Wanzhou with a pleading expression, as if seeking praise.

Unexpectedly, Fu Wanzhou changed her tune, saying, "I was just talking nonsense, all that rubbish. Isn't wine just about the taste of wine?"

Wen Yao's eyes lit up: "See, see, I told you so! Great minds think alike, come on, brother, let's have a drink!"

Fu Wanzhou suppressed her excitement and toasted with Wen Yao.

Gu Zhu was dumbfounded.

Why is she the one who understands red wine, and why doesn't the young master even give her a second glance?

Moreover, the Crown Prince clearly knows a lot about red wine, so why does he pretend not to know in front of Wen Yao?

Gu Yan was unwilling to accept it no matter how hard he thought about it.

Red wine may seem to have a low alcohol content, but once exposed to wind, it can have a strong aftereffect.

Wen Yaoren has a strong craving for food; after drinking two cups, her eyes became a little glazed.

Fu Wanzhou stared straight at her. She, who was usually able to drink a lot without getting drunk, was somehow a little tipsy today.

Perhaps this is what they mean by "the wine doesn't intoxicate, but the person intoxicates themselves"...

"Yao-mei..." Fu Wanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed, and her cheeks burned instantly. "I heard Ferris wheels are a lot of fun. Do you want to... try one with me?"

Gu Yan leaned closer: "What are you two cricketing about? You didn't even invite me!"

Wen Yao: "He asked me if I wanted to ride the Ferris wheel together."

Gu Yan raised his voice: "What? He wants to ride the Ferris wheel with you?!"

In an instant, everyone in the room turned to look.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied, some were surprised, some were unexpected, and some were jealous.

Fu Wanzhou's vision went black, and she nearly suffered a social death.

But he did not back down, nor did he make excuses; he mustered his courage and said:

"That's right, I'd like to invite Yao to ride the Ferris wheel with me."

Holy crap! It was a straight shot!

[Rounded down, this is practically a confession!]

Ahhh, the young master is really like a passionate puppy; you can't hide your love for someone.

...

Gu Yan slapped Fu Wanzhou on the shoulder: "Alright, alright, you little brat!"

Fu Wanzhou winced in pain, nearly being slapped under the table.

But with his uncle around, he probably won't just stand by and watch his brother-in-law beat him to death...

"You invited my sister first, and then the rest of us, right?" Gu Yan laughed. "Each observation cabin seats ten people, isn't this just right for us? We even have one extra seat. How about we invite Director Cui along?"

Fu Wanzhou: ?

Director Cui: ?

Guests: ?

Audiences:?

[Wait... how exactly did Yanzi's brain develop?]

[The Crown Prince invited Yao Mei to ride the Ferris wheel, but Brother Maluo thought it was a group activity...]

[They say nephews resemble their uncles, so will Yanzi affect my sister's future children's IQ and EQ?]

[What a terrible uncle! I'll have to let my daughter's child get a haircut during the Lunar New Year next time.]

...

So after the dinner, everyone's itinerary changed to riding the Ferris wheel together.

Nine people were crammed into the same observation cabin, creating an extremely awkward situation.

As the Ferris wheel rises higher and higher, the dazzling and bustling night view of Paradise Island becomes fully visible.

"It'll take half an hour to complete one loop, how about we play a game?" Lin Xinwei suggested with a smile. "Yaoyao, what do you think?"

Wen Yao said lazily, "Anything is fine with me."

If she has no objection, then it means that no one else has any objection.

Of course, some don't want to have it, and some dare not have it.

"The name of this game is: I Have What You Don't."

"For example, if I have experience as an extra in a film crew, but others don't, then I'll get a point; otherwise, others will get points."

The first person to reach five points wins.

Gu Zhu's eyes flickered: "Since it's a game, there should be rewards and punishments, right?"

Lin Xinwei smiled gently: "Zhuzhu, feel free to speak your mind."

As soon as she showed her support, Gu Zhu started to chatter on and on about her thoughts.

"Then the winner can order everyone to do one thing."

Lu Amber jumped in to object: "No way, this is going too far!"

Gu Zhu: "You're not scared, are you? OK, if you're too scared to play, then don't play."

This tactic of provocation might not work on others, but it was very effective on Lu Anbo.

"Who says I'm scared! Let's play!"

The game started quickly.

Lin Xinwei: "Let me go first. I have a crush on someone before."

Most of the guests said yes.

The only two people on the field who said no were Gu Yan and Wen Yao.

The audience was speechless.

We, you siblings, are utterly inhuman!

"Gu Yan and Wen Yao each get one point."

Lin Xinwei took the lead in controlling the conversation, and the topic naturally shifted to Fu Wanzhou.

"President Fu, I'm quite surprised. I didn't know that someone as outstanding as you would have someone you secretly admire."

Fu Wanzhou stole a glance at Wen Yao's profile, her ears burning hot, and stammered, "Um... she's an extremely, extremely, extremely cute person."

She's so adorable that even saying "I like you" feels like a desecration.

Wen Yao asked gossipily, "Who is it?"

Fu Wanzhou blushed instantly, stammering, "This...that..."

"Why are you so concerned?" Gu Yan complained. "It can't be you anyway."

Guests: "..."

Wen Yao rolled her eyes: "It couldn't be you!"

Gu Yan rubbed his arms: "Holy crap! Don't talk nonsense, I'm getting goosebumps!!"

【…】

【Yanzi, your most urgent task right now is to find cabbage and vermicelli】

【Yanzi, let me give you a new name: Chunzhu, Zhizhang, or Youbin. Which one do you like?】

...

The brother and sister bickered for a long time before finally calming down.

"Let's continue," Lin Xinwei called out to Fu Wanzhou. "Mr. Fu, it's your turn."

Fu Wanzhou's gaze lingered on Wen Yao, a hint of melancholy flashing in her eyes:

"I have someone I like, but she doesn't like me."

The atmosphere inside the observation cabin seemed to suddenly become somewhat somber.

Wen Yao still didn't get it in this round.

Yunxing and Yunyue chose "yes".

Even more surprisingly, another person chose—

"Uncle?" Fu Wanzhou was shocked. "You have someone you like?"

How can this be? ?

Isn't his uncle an asexual man who doesn't like either men or women?!

Fu Qianchuan gave a faint "hmm" and didn't say anything more.

But this was shocking enough for Fu Wanzhou!

"Uncle, who is it?" This time, he was the one gossiping.

Fu Qianchuan raised his eyes, his gaze even deeper than the night outside the porthole: "She is..."