Shen Yunzhi didn't dare say a word.
The mighty domineering CEO chased after Shen Yunzhi.
Xiao Yao said, "You had no problem using a fifty-thousand-yuan suitcase, but you hit me and cursed me out over knocking fifty thousand off your price? Explain yourself! Or pay me back!"
Shen Yunzhi ran as fast as her legs could carry her. "What?! You're the one who told me to shut up!"
His rare pang of guilt trampled on, Xiao Yao was furious too. "Would I have offered you a check if I'd known you were this rich?!"
Shen Yunzhi threw Xiao Yao's earlier words back at him.
"It's only fifty thousand yuan! Is it worth all this?!"
Those two were at each other's throats again.
The audience was enjoying itself again.
[Scared the hell out of me. I thought we'd have guests making peace on the very first day.]
[Seeing those two still going head-to-head puts my mind at ease.]
[Stop running, Shen Yunzhi. Why don't you two fight again? I'll be happy whichever one dies.]
Shen Yunzhi and Xiao Yao's nonstop fighting had the audience laughing like idiots.
The trending topics hadn't stopped.
#All Villains, all at war#
#Both sides are shit, who should the audience help#
[I actually suddenly find Shen Yunzhi likable.]
[Oh, please. For all we know, she's putting on an act.]
[With antics this good, it doesn't seem scripted, does it?]
[She hasn't faced Jiang Yunli and Ji Nanxian yet. Once she does, her true colors will definitely come out again.]
[True. She's been licking Ji Nanxian's boots since the day they met. I don't believe she's really stopped.]
[Honestly, Shen Yunzhi is pretty. If she behaved herself, Ji Nanxian might actually fall for her after marrying her.]
[Hahaha, that made me laugh. Ji Nanxian got involved with another woman while already engaged. Is love from a man like that really anything to brag about?]
Jiang-Yunli and Ji-Nanxian CP fans: [You people just have to drag our Yunli and Young Master Ji into this, huh? Bravo. Don't tell me you're Shen Yunzhi fans.]
Jiang-Yunli and Ji-Nanxian CP haters: [Yep, absolutely. If it grosses you out, then I'm a Shen Yunzhi fan. Yunzhi!! I wuv you!!]
This hater was actually a leading anti-fan with enormous influence.
She promptly created a Shen Yunzhi Super Topic.
[Starting now, I'm Shen Yunzhi's number one fan. Everyone, please follow our Yunzhi~]
Thanks to her rallying cry, the Super Topic's follower count shot up.
This move disgusted Shen Yunzhi's haters too.
[Hate on each other all you want. Why give Shen Yunzhi more exposure?]
[Mind your own business.]
[It's perfectly normal for a dad to discipline his unfilial kid.]
[What bullshit. Don't think I don't know you're infertile.]
[I'm dying laughing.]
[Then die so I can have a laugh too.]
The comments descended into another round of insults.
The various camps of haters were already flaming everyone, friend or foe.
[So you're all this good at insults? You've been holding out on your girls all this time?]
[Stop fighting, stop fighting. Why don't you meet up and throw hands?]
[Keep fighting, keep fighting. I've got another hour before I clock out!]
[Life is bland and dreary. Watching drama saves humanity.]
Other variety shows aimed to have all the guests break the ice and get acquainted on the first day.
Not All Villains.
Once this ice broke, they were familiar enough to start fighting outright.
Shen Yunzhi and Xiao Yao provided plenty of entertainment.
But An Zhizhi and Chi Zong hadn't been voted onto the must-invite guest list for nothing either.
Before long, the car dedicated to transporting An Zhizhi's luggage arrived.
An Zhizhi directed the three nannies she had brought along to haul six thirty-inch suitcases into the livestream villa.
The show was only filming for a month.
Anyone who didn't know better would have thought, judging by An Zhizhi's preparations, that it was filming for a year.
An Zhizhi's eyes were like searchlights, finding fault with everything they landed on.
"What kind of cheap leather is this sofa made of? Aren't you worried I'll have an allergic reaction? Replace it."
"The color of these curtains hurts my eyes. Replace them."
"What kind of idiotic pattern is this carpet? It looks like a chrysanthemum. Replace it."
An Zhizhi's reputation for being difficult to please was already firmly established.
The audience couldn't stop rolling their eyes.
But An Zhizhi was her wealthy parents' only daughter, and they truly spoiled her like a princess.
She didn't think there was anything fussy about her behavior at all.
After all, she had been like this her whole life.
So when the netizens voted her onto the must-invite guest list, An Zhizhi was furious.
No one understood her refined tastes!
She was going to see just what sort of people these guests were, daring to lump her in with them.
An Zhizhi and Chi Zong seemed to have an old grudge from before they joined this variety show.
So when An Zhizhi ran into Chi Zong, she folded her arms and looked down her nose at him.
"Well, if it isn't Mr. Peacock?"
Chi Zong was popular with women. Whenever An Zhizhi happened to run into him, she would always see him displaying his feathers like a peacock, hence the nickname.
Chi Zong gave her a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Usually a gentleman toward pretty young women, he was instead snide with An Zhizhi. "Well, if it isn't Miss High-Maintenance?"
As it happened, one of the nannies An Zhizhi had brought was giving the staff some instructions and added, "Our young lady has a bit of a princess complex. Please bear with her."
Chi Zong said sarcastically, "It's only a princess complex if you're an actual princess. For everyone else, it's just trashy-bitch emotional dysregulation syndrome."
An Zhizhi: "?"
The live comments: [Hahahahahaha!]
An Zhizhi's haters were even praising Chi Zong's comeback in the live comments.
An Zhizhi was no pushover either.
Next thing they knew, An Zhizhi had pulled up her own Baidu Baike page.
It clearly listed her as a direct descendant, XX generations removed, of an emperor from a certain dynasty.
An Zhizhi said imperiously, "Unfortunately for you, I really am qualified to have a princess complex."
Chi Zong: "..."
An Zhizhi said, "But I think you have a bit of a servant complex, seeing everyone as a princess. The director of XX City Psychiatric Hospital is my eldest uncle. Remember to give them my name when you seek treatment. No discount, but you can redeem a free electroshock therapy voucher."
Chi Zong: "..."
The livestream audience was dying of laughter.
[Seeing these two getting this heated too puts my mind at ease.]
[(Thumbs-up.JPG) A pure-hatred variety show really lives up to its name.]
[Everyone, please keep attacking everyone indiscriminately like this.]
[This is doing wonders for my breast health.]
Jiang Yunli had talked Ji Nanxian into joining this show because she wanted to generate some publicity and clean up her image.
So the moment she entered the livestream villa with her arm linked through Ji Nanxian's, she put on an especially friendly smile.
She was ready to greet the other guests.
Who knew not a single one would cooperate?
Just as Jiang Yunli was about to approach and say hello, An Zhizhi, doing whatever she pleased as usual and caring nothing about interpersonal relationships, came into view.
She headed straight for her room.
Jiang Yunli's expression stiffened, but she wasn't discouraged.
Acting as though nothing had happened, she turned her attention to Chi Zong.
Seeing Chi Zong moving suitcases, she eagerly approached, hoping to help and fit in with the group.
Chi Zong swerved nimbly out of the way, dodging Jiang Yunli's outstretched hands.
Chi Zong said innocently, "You'd better keep your distance, Ms. Jiang. Young Master Ji gets awfully jealous. If he blacklisted me over some disagreement, that would be a real injustice."
Jiang Yunli: "..."
Ji Nanxian looked displeased. "What do you mean?"
Chi Zong looked utterly unconcerned. "I mean I'm scared of you. Happy?"
Ji Nanxian wouldn't have come on this show if he weren't accompanying Jiang Yunli. "Everyone is equal on this show. I won't use any special privileges."
"All right, then." Chi Zong shrugged and tossed a suitcase to Jiang Yunli. "Sorry for the trouble, Ms. Jiang."
Jiang Yunli said, "No trouble at all."
Ji Nanxian wanted to help Jiang Yunli, but she was eager to present herself as independent. "No need. It's only one suitcase."
As she spoke, she stepped forward.
She tried lifting it.
It didn't budge.
She tried again.
The suitcase didn't move an inch.
Jiang Yunli: "..."
But she had already accepted the task, so Jiang Yunli could only grit her teeth and haul the suitcase Chi Zong had handed her upstairs.
Chi Zong carried the other two suitcases and followed behind her.
Only after Jiang Yunli had huffed and puffed her way up the stairs did he seem to suddenly remember something.
"Oh, crap. I forgot there are two ten-kilo dumbbells in that suitcase, Ms. Jiang."
Jiang Yunli: "..."
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