After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 22 Taking off the glasses
Jiang Shu looked at Qin Dou, who, like the other villagers, was overly concerned about her: "I..."

Qin Dou interrupted, "Even experienced experts couldn't do it, so you must have failed too. It's okay, I'll help you find a more reliable one later."

Jiang Shu felt guilty looking at her classmate who had already started taking out draft paper to list reliable live streaming apps and study other live streaming contracts.
Actually, I—

"Don't be sad, really!" Qin Dou quickly comforted him. "What good people can that crazy team, Chao Mu, possibly sign? Just you wait, once the streamers they successfully signed start broadcasting, those who didn't get signed will tear the person apart!"

Jiang Shu's tone was not good: "So, those who successfully signed the contract are hated so much?"

"It's very hateful." Qin Dou sighed. "When it airs, even I'm prepared to go in and say a few words."

Jiang Shu: "..."

Some truths, once the opportune moment has passed, suddenly seem harder to say.

"You're right!" Jiang Shu slapped Qin Dou's table. "You're cursing my share too! I don't know who it is, they're so hateful!"

Qin Dou was clearly not the only one with this idea.

Country M. Inside a fully armed villa.

The young master of FY, with a sickly, pale face, sat listlessly in the garden.

In front of him, his phone displayed various news articles from China.

The issue of signing contracts with Chaomu topped the trending searches.

After skimming through it, the young master of FY sneered, "What a piece of junk!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a special notification sound came from my phone.

FY's young master's eyes brightened slightly as he opened WeChat; there were two group messages:
Dear Sponsor: [Anyone free tonight, come and boost my popularity—if the secondhand items sell well, I'll give you a share.]

Dear Sponsor: [Livestream Link]

Dear sponsor: [Love you all.jpg]

FY's young master chuckled softly: "A little live stream can make you this happy..."

The man's smile froze as his long, slender fingers tapped the link and the first thing that popped up was the launch page of the Chaomu APP.

Behind him, his bodyguard was asking, "Should we send someone to take down that live-streaming platform?"

The young master suddenly became very irritated: "What's going on! My wife is right there, do you want me to kneel on durians?"

The bodyguard fell into an eerie silence.

The young master of FY always preferred to lie down rather than sit, and to sit rather than stand, but at this moment he stood up and walked around the garden several times before his agitation subsided a little.

"The mess Li Yubai made with signing contracts will make all the streamers who successfully signed contracts public enemies—if my wife suffers even the slightest grievance, I'll kill his whole family!"

The bodyguard remained silent.

FY's heir sighed and resignedly said, "Fine, I'll protect my wife myself. I'll arrange for people to keep an eye on her. Anyone who speaks disrespectfully during her live stream will have their ID checked immediately, as a warning to others."

The bodyguard cautiously began, "So, we still need to download their app to clean up their online environment and boost their popularity?"

"You think I want this?" The man's tone was ambiguous, but the bodyguard could vaguely detect a hint of smugness. "You don't have a wife, you don't understand."

imperial capital.

Tianlai Media.

In the recording studio, the boy took off his headphones and started scrolling through his phone.

The agent served tea and water, taking excellent care of the client, and spoke in an incredibly gentle voice.
"Yan Yu, your eighteenth birthday is in a little over two months. How about we hold a fan meeting this year?"

The boy's voice was clear and crisp: "No need, I have other plans."

The agent was still unwilling to give up: "Your millions of fans have been waiting for years. Besides, you don't need to do anything. Just show your face. Your team will handle the rest."

The boy's almond-shaped eyes, like those of a deer, held a hint of aloofness, and he didn't bother to reply.

Knowing that reasoning with him wouldn't work, the agent could only sigh softly: "How about hosting a private dinner with some friends in the industry?"

"I don't have any friends in the industry," the young man said softly. "I'll clear my schedule for the week surrounding my birthday; I'll be leaving the capital for a while." His manager looked distressed: "Where to?"

The boy didn't answer.

He looked down as if clicking on a link. The silver violin earring on his earlobe accentuated his innocent and beautiful profile. Soft, slightly curly short hair covered his clean forehead, and his lowered eyes held a glimmer of light.

No wonder those fans looked at him with the eyes of hungry wolves the moment they saw him...

The agent turned away, not daring to look closely.

……

After school, Jiang Shu returned to No. 082 Xinghua Lane.

Li Yubai was indeed waiting in the courtyard again.

He took Jiang Shu's schoolbag and carried it in his hand: "Go straight to my place?"

"Come in with me first." Jiang Shu pointed to the wooden house. "There's something I need your help with."

Li Yubai leisurely entered the room, only to see Jiang Shu rummage through the bed and pull out a box, then take out a bunch of strange things.

Li Yubai looked on curiously: "What are they?"

"This is a voice changer." Jiang Shu rummaged through the items one by one. "This is a puppet mask. What do you think? Does it suit my style?"

Li Yubai looked at the obviously low-quality voice changer and the seemingly even lower-quality mask:

"Your... temperament?"

"Aloof, mysterious, proud, and unapproachable aura."

Li Yubai readily agreed: "It fits perfectly—are you planning to wear this mask during your live stream?"

"That's not all." Jiang Shu pulled out another black cloak.

The cloak was very large, made of dark black fabric with indistinct patterns, and the hood was also extremely large, enough to completely cover the small girl.

Jiang Shu wrapped the cloak around her entire body, leaving only her glasses with framed lenses visible.

"How does it look? Does it look familiar?"

Li Yubai stared intently at the girl without saying a word.

Jiang Shu glanced at the small round mirror on the desk: "Wearing a puppet mask should look really cool, don't you think?"

She slowly reached out and took off those old-fashioned, framed glasses.

Turn to Li Yubai.

It's still the same familiar nose, eyes, and mouth.

But that face that Li Yubai had seen countless times every day suddenly seemed like a fairy breaking free of its seal, its stunning beauty instantly filling the room with splendor!
Li Yubai heard his own heart pounding rapidly, and wanted to speak, but his throat went dry.

"Why are you suddenly so nervous?" Jiang Shu asked curiously. "It's not like we've never seen this before."

Li Yubai snapped out of his daze and slowly regained his voice:
"I suddenly remembered something..."

Jiang Shuqing nodded, gesturing for him to ask.

“Looking at you…” Li Yubai carefully chose his words, “How many people have seen you like this after you take off your glasses?”

Jiang Shu casually replied, "Not many people. Besides you, I've only met four other people in the group."

Li Yubai: "..."

He suddenly understood why the little girl's absurd business, besides him, could attract a pack of wolves.

Rather than being attracted by her absurd business.

Or perhaps it was more like... lust at first sight?
(End of this chapter)