Chapter 24: A God of Wealth Arrives in the Entertainment Industry (24)

Jiang Nian-nian, that silly little thing, could never outmatch the host.

"Little Seven, the show is about to begin," Jiang Youyou glanced at the comments on her phone, her face radiant with laughter. She then casually picked a video from her phone and clicked upload.

Tonight, for certain people, was destined to be a sleepless night.

Milk Seven was quiet now, and it was easy to imagine—the only thing that could make the host so delighted was the misfortune of the male and female leads. After all, in this place, the host only found amusement in such matters.

Milk Seven silently lit a candle, mourning for the male and female leads.

Never provoke the host. When she gets ruthless, she spares not even herself; these little tricks are enough to make them suffer.

"What’s going on? Where did this video come from?" Yi Wen was somewhat irritable.

"Brother Yi, relax. Jin-nian and I are in a normal romantic relationship." As Jiang Youyou spoke, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

So what if Jiang Youyou had her father’s affection? In the end, she still had nothing.

"Are you sure?" Yi Wen’s tone eased slightly. He hadn’t been in the city recently, and had never seen any connection between her and the president of Fang Group.

"Don’t worry, you won’t need to intervene." Fang Jin-nian suddenly snatched the phone, his voice indifferent, laced with the disdain of someone in power.

Such a trivial matter, hardly worth the fuss. Nian-nian’s agent was rather incompetent.

"Fine, then I’ll stay out of it. Call me if anything comes up." Yi Wen’s voice chilled a little before he hung up.

"Jin-nian..." Jiang Nian-nian’s cheeks were flushed as she gazed at Fang Jin-nian, her bright eyes filled only with him.

Fang Jin-nian enjoyed this feeling immensely—her entire world revolving around him.

It was nothing like Jiang Youyou!

Whenever he thought of Jiang Youyou, a sense of satisfaction flickered in his eyes. He was waiting to see her kneel on the ground, sobbing and begging him!

"Are you angry, Jin-nian?" Jiang Nian-nian asked nervously, then wrapped her arms around his waist, her tone coy.

Fang Jin-nian looked at her, his gaze darkening. He suddenly lifted her into his arms, ignoring her startled cry and headed straight for the bedroom. "Woman, the fire you ignited can only be put out by you!"

Meanwhile, Song Xian couldn’t resist calling Fang Jin-nian, his heart growing colder with each unanswered ring.

"I'm sorry, the number you dialed is busy. Please try again later..."

Song Xian sighed, returned to the WeChat screen, typed a few words, then packed up his things and left Fang Group without looking back.

Perhaps, it was time for him to venture out on his own.

I lost.

Jiang Youyou glanced at the words on the chat screen, unfazed by the outcome.

How hard it is to wake a narcissist obsessed with romance.

She was betting on Fang Jin-nian’s arrogance.

Even if Song Xian quietly leaked information, what did it matter? The triumphant Fang Jin-nian, lost in his own pride, would never notice. Those in power only believe what they see.

"Little Seven, what are the male and female leads doing now?" Jiang Youyou asked.

"Uh, the male lead is working hard," Milk Seven’s voice was tinged with embarrassment. "Host, my eyes are tainted."

Jiang Youyou was momentarily stunned.

"Then why aren’t you washing them? If you’re blind, I won’t keep you," she teased, raising an eyebrow.

Milk Seven: In the end, there’s no love left (⑉꒦ິ^꒦ິ⑉).

Eleven o’clock.

Jiang Youyou logged on again, uploading another video in the same manner. This time, to boost views, she added a lottery. Instantly, netizens were in an uproar.

Singing to Sadako with nerves: Indeed, speed is a skill. A breakfast’s worth of money earned with ease—my mother will praise me as a little money-making expert!