A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

Back at the hotel in Wuhan, Chen Ming made a hasty escape.

"Yezi, Chaoge, I won't bother you anymore."

Chen Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I have a scheduled event this afternoon, so I'll head out now."

Deng Chao stepped forward and gave him a big hug.

"Thanks for covering for me, Ming. Let's meet up alone when we get back to Shanghai."

After seeing Chen Ming off, the five of them, like thieves, rushed into Deng Chao's top-floor presidential suite.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I'm starving!"

Chen Ye slammed the plastic bags he was holding onto the coffee table.

As soon as the bag was opened, the aroma of food burst forth in the room.

A large braised pork knuckle in a deep reddish-brown sauce, a serving of four-happiness meatballs, a steamed grouper, and several stir-fried dishes.

Deng Chao, Chen Ye, Song Yuqi, Lu Han, Reba.

These five top celebrities, whose combined net worth could buy this building, are currently sitting on the sofa around the coffee table.

Each person received a box of white rice.

Chen Ye used his chopsticks to pick up the fattest piece of skin from the braised pork knuckle and stuffed it into his mouth.

The oil bursts open in the mouth.

He rolled his eyes.

It was worth it; the red envelope was definitely worth it.

Song Yuqi watched him with a smile and took a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.

"I'm serious." Chen Ye swallowed the meat and looked at Deng Chao across from him. "There's definitely a mystery to eating at a grand banquet. You can't taste the same dishes at a restaurant no matter what you order. It's only truly delicious when you snatch them from someone's wedding!"

"That's absolutely right!"

Deng Chao, his mouth greasy, nodded frantically.

"Indeed, the food we order à la carte always seems to taste better than what we order at the banquet."

Dilraba completely abandoned the image she usually projects as a female celebrity.

His cheeks were stuffed full.

Lu Han didn't even touch her food, staring at Reba the whole time, occasionally handing her water or serving her food.

Chen Ye couldn't help but grimac at the sight of that worthless, even pay-to-get item.

The five of them have been through a lot since morning, experiencing both thrills and dangers, as well as hunger and exhaustion.

In less than half an hour, several takeout boxes were completely sold out.

The aroma of the food made me feel incredibly sleepy and drowsy.

Chen Ye slumped onto the sofa and let out a loud burp.

Just as everyone was preparing to go back to their rooms and relax, the suite door was pushed open.

Wang Zhengyu walked in, rubbing his hands together, a lewd smile on his lips.

An alarm went off in Chen Ye's mind.

"Old Wang," Chen Ye said without even lifting his eyelids, "you'd better not tell me now that this lousy show has a hidden mission."

He grabbed a clean pork bone from the table and tossed it around.

"If you dare utter a single word, I guarantee I'll throw you off the balcony."

Lu Han, unusually assertive, slumped in her chair in protest.

"Old Wang, have some conscience! I feel like my heart is beating so fast I could run the 800-meter physical fitness test. I need to sleep, even if the sky falls, I need to sleep."

Dilraba and Song Yuqi stared at Wang Zhengyu.

Wang Zhengyu coughed twice and stopped at a safe distance.

"Actually, there's nothing major. It's just that our trip in Wuhan is over." Wang Zhengyu looked up and down, avoiding Chen Ye's gaze. "The bus is already waiting downstairs. We're heading to the next city."

The room fell into dead silence.

Two seconds later, Chen Ye jumped up from the sofa.

"I just arrived in Wuhan this morning! I just had lunch! And now you're telling me to leave?!"

He pointed at Wang Zhengyu's nose.

"My wife and I are so tired we could fall asleep standing up! You're working non-stop and you're still pushing us like this!"

"Exactly!" Lu Han immediately chimed in, "Old Wang, are you crazy?! If we get on the bus in this condition, we'll all faint halfway through the journey!"

Seeing the crowd's outrage, Wang Zhengyu took a step back.

He pointed to Deng Chao, who was huddled to the side.

"This isn't my fault, you have to ask Brother Chao." Wang Zhengyu shrugged. "I did give you time off, but Brother Chao used the excuse of life and death to trick you all into coming up for a free meal."

The pot was slid out smoothly.

All four of them turned their heads at the same time and stared at Deng Chao.

A chill ran down Deng Chao's spine.

That cunning old bastard, he pushed me out to take the fall at this moment!

Seeing the pork bone in Chen Ye's hand about to fly over, Deng Chao quickly shouted at Wang Zhengyu.

"Old Wang, you're no human being!"

Deng Chao became anxious.

"If you hadn't assigned me the task of mooching meals, and threatened to deduct all my funds if I didn't complete it, would I have dragged them down with me? We'd be snoring in bed by now!"

Wang Zhengyu touched his nose and gave a dry laugh.

"I don't care!"

Deng Chao, displaying his shamelessness, simply lay down on the carpet.

"We absolutely will not depart until we get proper rest. You can deduct whatever you want from our pay."

"Yes! Change it to tomorrow! Otherwise, we'll terminate the contract now!" Chen Ye immediately followed suit.

Lu Han and Reba said in unison, "I second that! Let's leave tomorrow!"

Wang Zhengyu looked at this group of ancestors who were determined to strike.

That live broadcast just now caused the show to explode in popularity, exceeding its KPIs. If pushed too far, it could really lead to a strike.

"Well... alright then," Wang Zhengyu said, feigning reluctance. "Let's change the departure date to tomorrow."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, meeting adjourned."

Chen Ye yawned and took Song Yuqi's hand.

"I'm taking my wife back to the room to catch up on sleep. Old Deng, no matter what kind of trouble you cause tonight, you're absolutely not allowed to knock on my door. Whoever does, I'll chop them up."

Deng Chao nodded repeatedly.

Lu Han and Reba exchanged a glance and went back to their rooms.

Chen Ye led Song Yuqi back to her room.

As soon as she entered, Song Yuqi lowered her head and smelled her clothes.

He was covered in the smell of cooking oil from the banquet hall.

"I'm going to take a shower." Song Yuqi dragged herself into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water, Chen Ye threw himself onto the soft bed.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

Caller ID: Susie.

A former agent, a well-known strong woman in the Chinese entertainment industry.

Four years ago, when Chen Ye was on a killing spree, she protected him. After Chen Ye retired from the entertainment industry, she took over for someone else, but they still have a very good personal relationship.

A few days ago, Chen Ye made a public appearance and returned to work. Su Xi quickly brought her team back to take over his schedule and business dealings.

With someone he trusted standing in front of him, Chen Ye was happy to give up.

"Hey, Sister Su, what's up?" Chen Ye forced his eyelids open.

"How can you still sleep?" Susie's tone rose. "Do you know how much of an uproar you caused online by taking Song Yuqi to sing at a wedding?!"

Chen Ye rubbed his temples.

The God of War descended upon the wedding of a pure love hero; it's a testament to the fans' restraint that they didn't tear the roof off.

"And then, to get to the point, I'm so sleepy," Chen Ye urged.

"The point is, ever since you brought Jay Chou, JJ Lin, Wang Leehom, and David Tao to our show, my phone has been ringing off the hook with calls from TV stations and variety show directors every day."

Susie speaks very quickly.

"They all want you as a guest star, and their offers are more outrageous than the last. Do you want to accept one or two?"

"No, I'll wait until Wuha finishes recording. I want to get my fill of Lao Wang's profits before I leave," Chen Ye refused decisively.

Susie was not surprised.

This ancestor just loves to lie flat.

"Okay, the variety show is off, but there's an interview. See if you want to take it." Susie changed the subject.

"What interview?" Chen Ye changed his posture.

"Just ask your heart." Susie said, emphasizing each word. "Lin Jing is the host."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

In this parallel world, Lin Jing's reputation in the industry can be summed up in one word: crazy.

Extremely fierce.

Others go over the script before conducting interviews.

Lin Jing does interviews specifically to make enemies.

She refuses to cooperate with public relations rhetoric or play games; she tears things up, avoids controversy, relentlessly pursues answers, feigns deep affection, and exposes her weaknesses and controversies with evidence.

Some time ago, that male celebrity with a powerful background appeared on her show.

She answered many questions with ease and later became famous.

After that episode aired, Xiang Zuo was criticized online for being a doting brother.

This is a tough one.

Chen Ye was not only not afraid, but rather somewhat excited.

Others might be afraid of having their private matters exposed, but what is he afraid of? He and Song Yuqi have already laid everything out online.

Since the whole internet is curious about what he's been up to these past two years, why not use this opportunity to make a big splash?

"Her team has been filming on location in Wuhan these past few days and offered me a role," Susie reminded me. "Lin Jing is ruthless; are you considering accepting or not?"

"I'll answer." Chen Ye's lips curled up. "Tomorrow morning or tonight is fine. I want to see what kind of questions I can get out of him."

"Okay, you've got guts." Susie laughed. "I'll coordinate the time and venue right away and send it to you once it's finalized."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ye scrolled through short videos for a while.

The screen was filled with images of him singing at the wedding, and he occupied five of the top ten spots on the trending topics list.

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Song Yuqi came out wearing a loose bathrobe, drying her hair, her fair skin glowing pink.

"I'm done showering, go rinse yourself off." Song Yuqi flopped onto the bed and wrapped herself up in the blanket.

Chen Ye pinched her cheek, then got up and went into the bathroom.

The alternating hot and cold water washed over my body, making my mind much clearer.

He came out wrapped in a bath towel and glanced at his phone.

Susie's message lay on it.

"The time is set for tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM. Lin Jing and her team will go directly to your hotel to start filming and conducting the interview."

"Prepare well, so you don't cry from their questions."

Chen Ye looked at the screen and chuckled.

Did you make me cry?

Hopefully, Ms. Lin Jing's heart will be strong enough tomorrow.