Even depression would have to laugh watching this show

[Shit hitting your head and you still want to stir it: Fuck off, dumbass!]

Xiao Yao was very satisfied.

He promptly took another screenshot and posted it on Weibo.

[Xiao Yao: Don't believe rumors or spread them. Teacher Shen said she wasn't trying to seduce me.]

Then he tagged the comment that said, "LMAO, Xiao Yao wasn't even interested in Shen Yunzhi's drama. He didn't even show his face," and added a caption.

[Xiao Yao: Unfortunately, I was pressed against the door enjoying the drama. @An Zhizhi and Mr. Nan can vouch for me.]

An Zhizhi replied to him too: [Fuck off!]

The netizens: ...

The netizens laughed their heads off.

Not a single person wanted anything to do with Xiao Yao.

No wonder it's a variety show full of All Villains.

On any other variety show, whether the guests were male and female, two men, or two women, they would have long since been paired up in every possible ship.

But on this show...

There was absolutely nothing to ship.

There were only the purest showdowns of pure hatred.

All the viewers just wanted to visit the guests' manufacturers or find the addresses of their ancestral graves.

None of the guests were anything like those on ordinary variety shows, fighting for screen time, competing for status, forming cliques, and showing off their charm.

Their main objective at present was figuring out how to protect their mothers from being cursed out.

[Just so everyone's aware, apart from that face, Xiao Yao really isn't that charming.]

[Who would go out of their way to hit on Xiao Yao? He's so rich, yet he even haggled over fifty thousand when Shen Yunzhi was selling a house. I get this feeling that dating him would mean getting dragged to his company to work for free.]

[Xiao Yao is at least a rich heir with money and looks. If even that hasn't stopped him from being single for all twenty-six years of his life, has nobody wondered why?]

Last night's chaos had dragged on into the early hours.

Shen Yunzhi hadn't slept well.

She opened her door with a long face and saw An Zhizhi, who was equally sleep-deprived.

Shen Yunzhi had barely interacted with An Zhizhi, who had a severe case of princess syndrome.

Perhaps both had only heard about the other's character through other people or rumors from various sources.

An Zhizhi noticed Shen Yunzhi looking at her over and over, both openly and covertly.

At last, she lost her temper.

"What are you looking at?"

Shen Yunzhi hesitated. "You didn't wipe all the crust out of your eyes..."

An Zhizhi: "..."

The angry expression on the little princess's face cracked, and she hurried back into her room to fix her appearance.

Shen Yunzhi went downstairs alone.

She poked around the kitchen.

Poked around the fridge.

Poked around the living room.

At last, she arrived at one truly heinous conclusion.

Was this goddamn production team really planning to make this bunch of pampered young masters and ladies fend for themselves?

There wasn't any ready-to-eat food.

The fridge held only fresh vegetables delivered that morning.

Shen Yunzhi was considering whether she should just wash some carrots from the fridge and gnaw on them.

An Zhizhi's voice came from the stairs.

"Hey!"

An Zhizhi came downstairs with a hand on the banister, her chin slightly raised and her little face haughty.

Shen Yunzhi thought the little princess was looking for trouble with her.

Instead, An Zhizhi came down and said, "That kick you gave that dumbass Ji Nanxian last night was pretty good. Want to have breakfast together? My servants smuggled it in for me. I'll go get it now."

Shen Yunzhi jolted. "Don't move! This old servant will fetch it!"

An Zhizhi.

The entertainment industry's notorious princess.

Even when she wanted to invite Shen Yunzhi to breakfast, she came across as condescending.

Nobody had ever told her that friends should be equals, so she treated all her friends the same way she treated the servants at home.

And there were only two kinds of friends who approached An Zhizhi.

Those after her family's power and influence.

And those who genuinely wanted to hang out with her.

The former didn't care how An Zhizhi treated them. All they had to do was flatter her.

The latter, those who had access to An Zhizhi, were mostly from her own social circle and weren't short of money.

If An Zhizhi offended them, they would simply scowl and leave.

An Zhizhi also disdained racking her brains to learn anything for the sake of a relationship.

It wasn't as if she lacked people around her anyway.

This attitude was also one of the reasons An Zhizhi had such a poor reputation now.

But right now, Shen Yunzhi didn't care about any of that.

Having something to eat was good enough.

Even if An Zhizhi called it a handout...

She would eat it.

The breakfast An Zhizhi's servants had risked their lives to deliver was exceptionally delicious.

It filled an entire large table.

When the other guests woke up and came downstairs...

They saw Shen Yunzhi wolfing down her food and An Zhizhi eating with exceptional elegance.

Chi Zong said, "What a spread for breakfast! Why didn't you call me earlier?"

He assumed the production team had prepared breakfast. He was just reaching his paw toward a crystal bun when An Zhizhi slapped his hand away.

An Zhizhi still looked down her nose at him. "My family sent this. Your breakfast is in the fridge."

Chi Zong didn't take it seriously at first and couldn't be bothered to argue with An Zhizhi.

So Chi Zong went to rummage through the fridge.

All he found was oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and a pile of vegetables.

"?" Chi Zong finally realized that this was their breakfast.

Chi Zong angrily went to find the director.

He dragged him over to look at the two women feasting.

Chi Zong demanded indignantly, "Does this make any sense? Aren't you going to do something?!"

The director looked sheepish. "We can't stop her. A whole bunch of bodyguards from Teacher An's family came to hold off the crew, and they got the food in anyway. Even President Xiao couldn't do anything."

Chi Zong followed the director's gaze.

He saw Xiao Yao squatting on the threshold, gnawing on a carrot and sneering.

Chi Zong: "..."

Last night, the director had rushed Ji Nanxian to the hospital, and now Ji Nanxian had already been safely discharged.

And he was back to subjecting everyone to public displays of affection with Jiang Yunli.

Jiang Yunli said, "There's one last carrot. You have it."

Ji Nanxian said, "No, Yunli, you have it. You have a bad stomach. You need to eat something in the morning."

Jiang Yunli said, "It's fine. You eat it."

Ji Nanxian held himself back. "You eat it."

Jiang Yunli was touched. "Then let's give it to Dahuang. I've been looking everywhere for the dog food and still can't find it. What if he gets terribly hungry?"

Chi Zong: "..."

Chi Zong couldn't take it anymore. "Why don't you ask what happens if I get terribly hungry?!"

"..."

"..."

[I'm laughing so hard I'm pissing all over the office.]

[Even depression would have to laugh watching this show.]

[Is Liu Yuxi here? Can I come to that place of yours where no strings or flutes disturb your ears? There are too many strings and flutes here.]

[When I first saw Jiang Yunli and Ji Nanxian, I thought they were intellectually disabled, so I didn't dare laugh.]

The Jiang-Yunli and Ji-Nanxian CP had been basking in romantic bliss, but when they saw the haters appearing again, they angrily marched into battle once more.

The live comments descended into chaos again.

The guests all thought the director would eventually relent and hire someone to look after them.

But even when evening came...

There was nobody.

There were only the fresh, tender vegetables in the fridge, leaving them to feed themselves through their own efforts.

An Zhizhi kept doing things her own way.

At every meal, a large group of bodyguards held the entire production team at bay while the servants from her home wheeled in a small dining cart and set out An Zhizhi's food.

Every meal was up to the standard of a five-star chef.

Yet the others were too proud to mooch food and drinks off An Zhizhi.

Only Shen Yunzhi was utterly shameless.

After mooching breakfast off An Zhizhi, she shamelessly went back to mooch lunch.

Then shamelessly went back to mooch dinner.

The remaining guests, who could only gnaw on vegetables with vinaigrette, were extremely envious.

Shen Yunzhi suddenly said to Ji Nanxian:

"Want a chicken drumstick?"