Even His Underwear Might Get Stripped Off!

In the second episode, against the backdrop of director Li Mingcheng's liver-colored face, the Songs hurriedly saw the guests off, then anxiously brought their newly returned biological son back to the bedroom.

Sitting by the bed, the two let out long sighs, their taut nerves easing slightly.

Song Deyi spoke earnestly. "Xiaochuan, Leader has a lot of prestige in the circle. Try not to offend him, okay?"

Song Yichuan's mind filled with question marks.

Dad, I haven't even said anything yet.

Song Deyi was speechless. "What else is there to say? If we'd stayed any longer, Director Li's underwear would've been stripped off."

Li Shuyuan parted her lips. When she spoke, she had already instinctively filtered out anything related to mind-reading.

"Mom knows you haven't been doing too well in the entertainment industry, so I got you a variety show. Maybe it'll boost your popularity."

"What variety show?"

Song Yichuan asked absentmindedly.

He was not particularly interested in becoming famous. His greater dream was to devote himself to the paparazzi profession and carry forward the spirit of gossip. Back when he had been worked to death, it had not been entirely capitalism's fault. It had mainly been because of his passion.

To better serve his work, Song Yichuan had even developed skills worthy of a secret agent.

"You should've heard of this variety show. It was quite popular recently. What was it called again?"

Qin Shuyuan tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Ah, right. It's called Marriage of the Elite."

Upon hearing the name, Song Yichuan immediately pulled his attention away from his gossip collection. Before he could say anything, he heard his mother continue, "Lu Chen will go with you too. He can look after you."

This Lu Chen was the son of the family's nanny, the object of Song Xiaonan's affection, and also the male lead of this book.

According to the plot, although his status did not meet the requirements, the Songs strongly recommended him, allowing him to join the dating variety show Marriage of the Elite as an exception.

With his refined looks, gentle jade-like temperament, and protagonist halo, Lu Chen became popular with the heirs of powerful conglomerates as soon as he appeared on screen.

To put it in cliché terms, after eating delicacies from land and sea every day, even a simple bowl of porridge and side dishes would seem exceptionally precious.

Thanks to the matchmaking of this variety show, Lu Chen also met the other male lead, thus beginning his cheat-like life.

Not only did he thrive in the entertainment industry, with more resources than he could handle, but he also expanded his business empire and stood alongside his lover on the Forbes Rankings.

Then came the melodramatic part. Lu Chen began taking revenge on the Song family. After driving Song Corporation into bankruptcy, he stood in the villa and sneered, "I endured humiliation for so many years solely for revenge. This day came because the Songs caused my father's death!"

When he read that far, Song Yichuan could not help widening his eyes, pressing his lips tightly together. Damn it, I'll slap you right across the face—ptui!

I'll beat this ungrateful bastard to death!

Qin Shuyuan, who had just stepped out of the bedroom, stumbled and fell into her husband's arms. The next second, she raised her head and looked over worriedly, her voice trembling. "Y-you heard that too?"

Song Deyi nodded solemnly. "Yeah. When we have time, we should take Xiaochuan to the psychiatric department. He's probably developed violent tendencies from lacking family affection for so long."

Li Mingcheng felt incredibly unlucky that night. After leaving the Song villa and getting into his car, that brat's inner voice still echoed in his ears. Let me see why he abused her this time!

Oh-ho! A female actress he was seeing got caught red-handed in a hotel room by paparazzi and was extorted for a huge sum in hush money. He made a mistake himself, yet he beat his wife—what a piece of work!

His wife's family is an influential elite family too. They've endured it until now? Could the whole family be ninja turtles?

If someone bullied my wife, I'd cripple her third leg on the spot!

Listen to that bullshit. I'm dying of laughter!

"Cripple my third leg? She'd need a few more guts than that."

A scornful smirk hung on Li Mingcheng's lips, but it quickly froze.

The moment he got out of the car, he spotted familiar figures not far away.

"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, w-why are you here?"

Sensing that something was wrong, Li Mingcheng glanced behind them and saw several bodyguards built like bulls, shrouded in the night.

In an instant, he had the urge to run. But the moment he turned around, his escape route was blocked.

With no other choice, Li Mingcheng could only steel himself and continue toward his villa.

"Where is my daughter?"

His father-in-law asked with a fierce expression.

Li Mingcheng scratched his head awkwardly. "Uh, I just got back too. I don't know. Why don't you call her?"

"You bastard!"

His mother-in-law was so enraged by his shamelessness that her eyes reddened. "Which hospital is she in?"

"If you don't explain yourself, I'll never let you off!"

In truth, they had heard rumors about the domestic abuse long ago. But their daughter had never returned home to cry about it, and whenever they asked a few more questions, she would evade them.

There was nothing they could do. Since she was already married, her biological parents could not interfere too much. They could only treat it as minor squabbles between husband and wife and not pay it much attention.

But they never expected the domestic abuse scandal to be exposed at the Song residence, and in such an absurd manner at that.

Li Mingcheng's in-laws were naturally furious. They thought, If we let this continue, not only will our daughter's physical and mental health be beyond saving, but our entire family will be branded as weak, easily bullied ninja turtles.

As one of the foremost elite families, they absolutely could not swallow such humiliation.

Tonight, they had to beat this hypocritical, internationally renowned director senseless!

"You don't even recognize your own mother? Why waste words on him? People like him won't shed tears until they see the coffin!"

His father-in-law snorted and waved a hand. "Hmph, beat him. Don't hold back. If he dies, it's on me!"

Li Mingcheng had never seen such a scene before. He hurriedly covered his head. "D-don't! There are cameras everywhere in my house. Please don't act rashly!"

"Hmph, don't you know perfectly well whether those cameras are working?"

His mother-in-law gritted her teeth. "Say one more word, and I'll turn you into an unnamed master in a general's army!"

Before she finished speaking, the bodyguards had already rushed forward. Screams rose and fell one after another.

The next day, news of Li Mingcheng being hospitalized with severe injuries made the headlines.

Song Yichuan had just woken up and gone downstairs in search of food when he heard a sickly sweet voice. "Brother Lu Chen, are you really going to join that variety show?"

"I heard all the participants are spoiled rich kids. How could they possibly compare to me? Ha, why don't you just marry me instead?"

Song Xiaonan clung to him, acting cute and coquettish, the hormones in her body surging uncontrollably. Then, a bucket of cold water suddenly poured over her ears.

Use your brain, will you? Marriage? He only sees you as a simp!

Alas, someone come and execute me!

Love-brained Song Xiaonan froze mid-motion. She turned, ready to curse, but then heard the next thought seamlessly follow. Let me see what this ungrateful bastard who ruined the Song family looks like!

Ruined the Song family?

Song Xiaonan muttered inwardly. Her grip on his arm loosened unconsciously, and she even took a step back.

With the noisy voice gone, Lu Chen turned in confusion. He suddenly realized something and looked toward the staircase.

Their eyes met in an instant. The corners of Song Yichuan's lips silently curled upward, a trace of coldness flashing across his face. Hmph, brat. You want to toy with my sister? You're still too green!