Home Got Stolen!

In Episode 6, Song Yichuan remained languid, his gaze clear. Every so often, he blinked his big eyes and looked toward someone, like an innocent and clueless college student who knew nothing of the world.

Hmph, it completely contradicted the thoughts being broadcast. It was like he freaking had split personalities.

Who knew whether the other second-generation tycoons saw it the same way, but Gu Yunyu's expression had already turned extremely ugly. Still, he could not help pricking up his ears, afraid of missing a single word.

Ha, who would've thought the Gu Family had such a melodramatic true-and-fake heiress plot too?

Ha, novels really draw from life. This is killing me. The biological younger sister finally made it home, but instead of cherishing her, loving her, and making up for her trauma, you kept favoring the adopted daughter with no blood relation. You even swore, "You'll always be my sister. No one can replace you!"

And what happened?

Not only was the fake heiress ungrateful, she doubled down, falsely accusing the real heiress of stealing and trying to drive her out for good.

The Gu Family went even further yesterday. They actually gave themselves a strong drug and wanted to trick the real heiress into drinking it!

Song Yichuan silently gave a thumbs-up. When it came to being unscrupulous, you really were something else, Gu Yunyu!

He was dumbfounded. Th-th-th-th-there was no way that could be true!

His kindhearted sister would never... He had no mind left for filming the show. His home was about to be turned upside down!

Last night was dark and windy, perfect for framing someone. Luckily, they were caught red-handed. Otherwise, his biological sister—hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, why did Auntie leave? She looked pretty rushed. Did she need to pee?

Also, why were they staring at me with their eyes bulging out? Never seen a handsome guy before?

"Hahaha." Song Yichuan deliberately rolled his eyes as if casually, then turned to ask a staff member.

"Um, can I go inside and get some water?"

"Thirsty?"

The staff member nodded repeatedly.

"Of course. There's a water dispenser in the living room. Go in and rest first. You can move in once the rooms have been assigned."

Song Yichuan dragged his suitcase toward the living room, sweating profusely. The rest of them, meanwhile, thought, He'd been yapping in his thoughts for half the day. It'd be weird if he wasn't thirsty!

The moment Song Yichuan disappeared from sight, the three girls in bikinis became excited. "Did you hear that?"

"Huh?"

"I heard it, I heard it! The rumors are true! He really has a—"

"Hahaha, so the key parts get blocked out! This setting is exactly like a novel!"

"What novel? Recommend it to me! I love reading that stuff. It sounds so exciting!"

As they chattered away, Huo Renjie could not help leaning closer in curiosity. "What setting?"

"What novel? Can you explain it more clearly?"

"Tianmei?"

Yu Jiajia turned around and glared at him with some disdain. "Why's a grown man like you joining in on the excitement?"

Huo Renjie was just about to retort when Meng Qiongqi, a third-generation Red, suddenly cut in. "Since we're all here to participate in the show, shouldn't we share information? You wouldn't want the gossip to turn on you, would you?"

Yu Jiajia curled her lip. "Even if we shared it, we couldn't control it, could we? It's not like we can kill him to keep him quiet."

"Even if we can't control it, at least..." Meng Qiongqi stopped halfway through, because he sensed someone approaching.

Children raised in elite circles had grown up amid schemes and deceit, so their vigilance was naturally high.

Before coming on the variety show, their parents had stressed that certain things could not be casually discussed in public, as they could cause unnecessary trouble—especially when something so fantastical and difficult to explain by common sense had happened.

After all, ordinary people most likely could not hear Song Yichuan's thoughts. Otherwise, the gossip scene would have descended into chaos long ago.

That was the consensus reached throughout the tycoon circle on the night this ability emerged.

Lu Chen, who seemed like an outsider, pondered for a long time before deciding to make the first move. As he strode over, he wore a gentle smile.

"What are you discussing?"

"Are you studying the rules of the show?"

Everyone fell silent, their faces instinctively showing resistance.

Idiots. This absolutely could not get out!

Seeing that, Lu Chen's smile stiffened slightly. He had no idea what they were talking about.

"Okay."

"I'll go back to my room and change first."

The glamorous Chen Qiwei broke the awkward atmosphere and turned to leave. The two female guests hurried after her.

"Wait for us, sis. We'll go back with you."

Fu Zhouchi, who had not said a word all this time, swept a dark look over Lu Chen before finally fixing his eyes on the staff.

"What kind of efficiency is this?"

"Have the rooms still not been assigned?"

"Sorry, because there was a guest added at the last minute, we're currently coordinating things. It should be ready soon."

The staff member smiled apologetically.

Yan Jinyu walked into the villa without saying a word, and the others followed close behind. In the blink of an eye, Lu Chen was left alone by the pool again.

Lu Chen sniffed and stared blankly at the rippling water. His handsome face was reflected in a picture of utter loneliness.

The camera happened to pan over, and the fans in the livestream became active.

"Ordinary people have it rough on shows like this. They're always ignored, just background scenery. It's kind of heartbreaking to watch. They're not from the same social circle, so there's nothing they can do."

"That ordinary guy is called Lu Chen, right? Honestly, he's handsome, has a great body, and graduated from a prestigious university. Other than his family background, how is he worse than any of them?"

"He really is strikingly good-looking. He could debut as a celebrity."

Behind the monitors, the director saw the comments and an odd expression crossed his face. He had to admit, Lu Chen was quite good at this. Filming had barely started, yet he had already won a wave of sympathy. He really was not simple.

Gu Yunyu walked out of the villa, nervously pulling out his phone. Before dialing, he still held onto a sliver of hope. Song Yichuan might be uncanny, but he could not possibly be that uncanny, right?

Something had happened just last night, and he knew about it immediately? Had he installed surveillance cameras in the Gu Family home or something?

He was probably just making things up. The call was only to settle some household matters before the temporary shoot began. After all, things had been rather chaotic lately since his biological younger sister returned.

"Hello—"

The moment the call connected, Gu Yunyu spoke impatiently. But sobbing came from the other end, making his heart skip a beat.

"No way. What happened?"

"Say something!"

"Yunyu, I can't live like this anymore! That bitch framed Qiqi, and your father actually took his side!"

Gu Yunyu's expression instantly turned even uglier.

"Mom, don't let yourself be provoked. Dad just doesn't know the truth!"

"Doesn't know shit! They caught him red-handed yesterday! If they'd been one step later, your sister Qiqi... After all these years, it turns out I raised an ungrateful wretch!"

"He actually dared to send Qiqi to her biological father. He's completely insane!"

The rooms were quickly arranged. The director had the staff notify the guests to gather in the living room. Ten minutes later, the second-generation tycoons were scattered across the enormous sofa.

"Everyone's here. I'll announce today's schedule."

The director held a microphone and looked down at his cue cards.

To Lu Chen's left, Qiao Qiao raised her hand and interrupted the director. "Isn't there still one guest who hasn't arrived?"

The director looked up. "You mean Gu Yunyu? He's temporarily withdrawn from the variety show."

"Why?"

Lu Chen blurted out the question before he could restrain his confusion.

The second-generation tycoons all turned their gazes toward Song Yichuan in unison. The latter's lips curled slightly.

"What else could it be? His home got stolen."