Live Stream: Overly Pampered Education Creates Three Superstars in One Family

The provincial television station, VIP reception room on the top floor.

Before pushing open that heavy mahogany double door, director Li Minghui had already rehearsed countless times in his mind the scene of dealing with that "overseas returnee with connections".

He had even planned how to use the most professional and flawless smile to give that arrogant young master a hard time.

However, the moment the door was pushed open, all the expressions Li Minghui had prepared froze on his face.

There were no pampered young returnees in the reception room at all.

Seated in the spacious leather head seat was a middle-aged man in his fifties, his hair meticulously combed. He wore a dark gray bespoke suit, and his slightly cloudy yet unfathomable eyes merely glanced at Li Minghui, yet a powerful aura of authority and life-or-death power swept over him like a mountain pressing down.

Meanwhile, the station director, who was usually arrogant and domineering at the station, was now hunched over, standing cautiously beside the middle-aged man with a forced smile, like a waiter serving tea and water.

Li Minghui's brain instantly went blank. What happened to the overseas-educated junior?! What kind of living Buddha did they just invite down here?!

"Minghui, come here quickly!" The station manager saw Li Minghui standing frozen at the door and frantically gestured with his eyes. He quickly walked over and pulled him in front of the middle-aged man, lowering his voice with barely concealed fear and obsequiousness. "This is Chu Shitian, the previous head of the Chu Group. Mr. Chu. The observer position I mentioned to you before is one that Mr. Chu will personally handle."

Chu Shitian.

Upon hearing those three words, Li Minghui's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat. Within the province, anyone with even a slightly wider network of connections had heard of this name. This was a true behemoth whose every move could shake the business world. Such a top-tier financial tycoon, worth hundreds of billions, was actually condescending to participate in a family observation variety show?

"Mr. Chu... Hello. I am Li Minghui, the program's director." Li Minghui swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, and extended his hand.

Chu Shitian did not get up, but paused his hand that was moving the prayer beads, and symbolically shook hands with Li Minghui, his fingertips slightly cool.

"Director Li, it's an honor to meet you." Chu Shitian's voice was very gentle, without a trace of arrogance befitting a superior, and even carrying the kindness of a neighborly elder. "I hope my sudden visit hasn't caused any trouble for your production team?"

"Not at all! It's a great honor for our program team that Mr. Chu could come. It's an honor to have him here!" The station director quickly chimed in, his face crinkling with laughter.

Li Minghui quickly composed himself and tentatively asked, "Mr. Chu, someone of your stature, usually so busy with countless affairs, why would you suddenly be interested in our little program? And even condescend to be an observer?"

Chu Shitian picked up the Ru kiln teacup on the table, gently skimmed off the foam, and smiled faintly: "I've been retired for several years now, and I'm just a leisurely old man. I don't have any important matters to attend to anymore. It's just that I've been watching a few episodes of your program lately, and I found them very interesting. Especially the young man named Chen Chu, the things he said... were very insightful and sharp."

He took a sip of tea, his gaze deep as he looked at Li Minghui, his tone casual yet authoritative: "I've lived most of my life, and I believe I have some insights and regrets regarding the education of future generations. Since the show is so popular, I'd like to take this opportunity to learn from the experience and see firsthand how today's young people understand the word 'family.' Director Li, I'm sure this old man can still keep up with your pace, right?"

Looking at Chu Shitian's ambiguous smile, Li Minghui felt a cold sweat break out on his back.

Learning? Nobody believes someone of your caliber is here to learn!

But Li Minghui was an extremely intelligent man; he knew he had no room to refuse. Moreover, this wasn't just an ordinary chemical reaction; it was practically a nuclear bomb crashing into the studio!

"Mr. Chu, you're too modest. Your addition is absolutely crucial to our program." Li Minghui gave a highly professional smile. "We'll always keep that position for you."

As night falls, the city's neon lights shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a play of light and shadow in the Chen family's spacious living room.

Chen Ziran was sprawled on the sofa, completely unladylike, clutching half a watermelon and devouring it with a spoon. On the 100-inch HD TV opposite him, a promotional trailer for the "Effective Parenting" program, which had just been hastily inserted into the broadcast, was playing.

A special guest makes a surprise appearance in the observation room to discuss the true meaning of education!

As rousing background music played, a close-up of a distinguished middle-aged man in a suit appeared on screen. The caption below prominently displayed the words: "Special Invited Education Observer, Chu Shitian."

Chen Chu, who was carrying a cup of health tea out of the kitchen, glanced at the TV screen unintentionally.

In that instant, it was as if his entire being had been put on pause.

The steaming teacup hovered in mid-air as Chen Chu stared intently at the familiar yet aged face on the screen. His usually calm and even somewhat cynical eyes, for the first time, revealed a stark and utter astonishment.

"How could it be him..." Chen Chu muttered to himself, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Chen Ziran scooped up a large piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling indistinctly. He followed Chen Chu's gaze to the television. "Who's this old man? He looks quite imposing, not like one of those so-called experts who just talk a big game. What, you know him?"

Chen Chu slowly put down his teacup and walked to the sofa to sit down. He looked at his son, who had a bewildered expression and a mouthful of watermelon juice, and his eyes became incredibly complicated.

He remained silent for a full ten seconds before speaking in an extremely dry, sandpaper-like voice: "That wasn't an expert. That person... was your grandfather."

"Clatter."

The steel spoon in Chen Ziran's hand fell directly onto the wooden floor with a crisp thud.

His usually sharp teenage brain completely shut down at that moment. He stared wide-eyed at the dignified middle-aged man on the TV screen, then at his solemn-looking father, his mouth agape.

"Grandpa...Grandpa?!" Chen Ziran's voice suddenly rose eight octaves, cracking completely. He jumped up from the sofa. "Holy crap! Dad, you're kidding me! I've lived for almost fifteen years, and I've never known I had a grandpa?! How come I've never seen him before?!"

It's no wonder Chen Ziran reacted so strongly. From childhood, in his understanding, his family relationships were extremely simple. During holidays, apart from occasionally visiting a few distant relatives on his father's side, his mother Chu Qiuyue's side seemed to be an absolute vacuum. There were no maternal grandparents, no uncles or aunts, and Chu Qiuyue never mentioned them, as if she had sprung from a stone.

Now, out of the blue, a wealthy old man suddenly jumps out of the TV screen, claiming to be your maternal grandfather. This is more absurd than watching a science fiction movie!

Chen Chu rolled her eyes at him, her tone tinged with helpless frustration: "Nonsense! Do you think your mom's Sun Wukong? Of course she has a grandfather. But..."

Chen Chu paused, his gaze becoming distant, as if recalling some unpleasant memory.

"Actually, you have met him before." Chen Chu sighed and leaned back on the sofa.

Chen Ziran quickly moved closer, his face full of disbelief: "I've seen you before? When? I have absolutely no recollection of it!"

"Of course you don't remember. You were only two or three years old that year, with a high fever, and you were getting an IV drip in the pediatric ward of the city hospital. You were delirious with fever." Chen Chu's eyes turned cold, and his tone carried an undisguised mockery. "He somehow got wind of it and went to the hospital with two bodyguards. Your mother wasn't there at the time, and he just stood outside the glass window of the ward and glanced inside expressionlessly."

"And then?" Chen Ziran nervously swallowed.

"And then?" Chen Chu sneered. "Nothing. He didn't even enter the ward, didn't leave a word, just glanced at us and turned away. For the past ten years or so, he has never appeared in our lives again."

Chen Ziran was stunned after hearing this. He turned to look at the kind old man on TV, who was called a "specially invited education observer," and felt a chill run down his spine.

When his blood relative, a grandfather, was hospitalized, his grandson was sick, and the grandfather simply glanced at him through the glass and left without even going inside. How cold-blooded and heartless must a person be to do such a thing?

"Holy crap..." Chen Ziran slumped back onto the sofa, his worldview utterly shattered. He couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. "So I have a grandfather... But this grandfather is worse than no grandfather at all. He's too cold-blooded."

"I was surprised too." Chen Chu placed his hands on his knees, his brows still furrowed. He knew Chu Shitian, that old fox, all too well. This kind of top capitalist, who wouldn't do anything without a profit and who valued family ties more than paper, would never do anything meaningless.

"He's avoided us like the plague for the past ten years, and now he's suddenly appearing on the show I'm participating in. What exactly is he trying to do?" Chen Chu's eyes became unusually sharp, like a knife about to be drawn.

Chen Ziran's eyes darted around, then he suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, "Dad! Do you think...maybe Mom made him go? Think about it, you went on and on the show, offending so many people..."

Hearing his son's wild imagination, Chen Chu couldn't help but roll his eyes and ruthlessly shattered his fantasy.

"Use your brain. Not to mention that your mother and grandfather's relationship has long since reached a freezing point, even if she really wanted to mess with me, she would never do it this way. Don't you know what kind of person Chu Qiuyue is? She hates this kind of public relations stunt the most, and she hates it even more when others interfere in her family affairs. If she knew this old man was on the show, she would probably be there already."

Chen Ziran scratched his head, completely bewildered: "Then why is that? It can't be that he's really bored and wants to be on TV to show off, right? Hey, the waters inside these wealthy families are really too deep to understand..."

Chen Chu did not answer, but stared intently at the screen, a sense of impending doom looming over him.

at the same time.

The top floor office of the Chu Group headquarters building, the vice president's office.

As Chu Shitian's son and Chu Qiuyue's younger brother, Chu Shang is currently on the verge of a complete breakdown.

Behind the large mahogany desk, Chu Shang held his head in his hands, staring intently at the promotional clips playing on the iPad in front of him. He couldn't even believe his eyes, and he dragged the progress bar back and forth three or four times.

"What the hell... this is truly unbelievable!" Chu Shang suddenly stood up and paced anxiously back and forth in the spacious office like a headless fly, his face even more unpleasant than if he had eaten a bitter melon.

"Is Dad having a bout of dementia?! What is he doing going there for?!" Chu Shang said irritably, loosening his expensive silk tie.

He knew all too well about the mess his family was in. Years ago, his younger sister, Chu Qiuyue, had caused a huge fight with the old man because she insisted on marrying Chen Chu, that poor, powerless young man…

Now look what's happened! The old man actually went to participate in Chen Chu's show, which is currently in the spotlight!

"If my sister found out, she'd cause a huge uproar!" Chu Shang shuddered as he thought of his ruthless and icy younger sister. He was terrified of Chu Qiuyue; he had been completely suppressed by his sister's bloodline since childhood.

He could almost foresee that an unprecedented magnitude 12 earthquake was about to erupt in this broken family.

Just as Chu Shang was getting anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

On the other side of the city, in the president's office of Cloud Capital.

Night had fallen, but Chu Qiuyue remained seated behind her large desk. She wore a minimalist yet powerfully tailored black suit, her long hair neatly pulled back, and her exquisite face remained expressionless as she intently reviewed the merger and acquisition documents in her hands.

"Buzzing..."

The personal cell phone on the table suddenly started vibrating violently.

Chu Qiuyue hung up without even looking up.

"Buzzing—"

Less than two seconds later, the phone started vibrating again, accompanied by a barrage of WeChat message pop-ups.

Chu Qiuyue frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. She put down the pen, picked up her phone, and unlocked the screen.

It was a message from Chu Shang, consisting of a series of terrified emojis, plus a voice message.

Chu Qiuyue opened the voice message, and Chu Shang's voice immediately came through: "Quick, look at the trending topics! Look at that official announcement from the provincial TV station about how well he raises his son! Dad's gone mad! He went on that show!!!"

Chu Qiuyue's fingers suddenly stopped.

She quickly switched to WeChat and opened Weibo. There was no need to search; the top trending topic was: #FormerHead of Chu Group, Chu Shitian, Joins Family Revelation#.

Upon opening the video and looking at the kind-smiling, eloquent middle-aged man on the screen, a terrifying layer of frost instantly formed in Chu Qiuyue's usually calm and composed phoenix eyes.

The air in the office seemed to be sucked out instantly, and the temperature plummeted to freezing.

Without any hesitation, Chu Qiuyue dialed the number that had been in her contacts for over a decade but which she had never dialed herself.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"What do you want to do?"

Chu Qiuyue didn't waste a single word; her voice was as cold as a blade tempered with ice, every word carrying a chilling edge and an undisguised warning.

Faced with his daughter's questioning, Chu Shitian was not angry at all; instead, he let out a low chuckle.

"Qiuyue, your temper hasn't changed at all; you're still as aggressive as ever." Chu Shitian's voice remained calm and unhurried, carrying an air of complete control. "What can I do? I'm just a retired, lonely old man, bored out of my mind at home. I happened to see this program and thought it was quite educational, so I decided to contribute my remaining energy by participating in a show."

Chu Shitian paused, his tone becoming meaningful: "What's wrong? There's no national regulation prohibiting retirees from appearing on television. I'm going to participate in a program and, while I'm at it, see my 'good son-in-law' whom I haven't seen for over a decade. Is that alright?"

"Chu Shitian, I'm warning you." Chu Qiuyue suddenly stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at the bustling city below, her eyes sharp to the extreme.

"Stop with your underhanded scheming and controlling nature." Chu Qiuyue's voice was almost squeezed out between clenched teeth, carrying a fierce, protective tone. "Chen Chu and Ziran are my bottom line. I can overlook whatever you did to me back then... but don't interfere in my family affairs..."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Chu Shitian hung up the phone. Only a cold, echoing busy tone remained in the empty office.