The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO’s Wife

However, just now, what did they hear? The voice on the other end of the phone was so familiar, and the tone was equally intimate.

"It's my boss."

"If I remember correctly, Teacher Shu recently starred in a popular drama with her own boss, called 'I Really Want to Be with You'," the host inquired.

Shu Yi smiled awkwardly, already trying her best to manage her expression.

The guests also grew curious. The guests present were all young people, both male and female, and most knew a thing or two about Shu Yi's affairs.

"Mr. Chang, I'm recording a variety show, at the program site," Shu Yi didn't say directly that she had something to do and needed to hang up. She thought Chang Zhiyuan should know his boundaries, what to say and what not to say, and that it was time to end the call.

But she never expected that Chang Zhiyuan on the other end wasn't sober at all.

"What show are you recording? What variety show? How come I don't know about this?" Chang Zhiyuan asked hazily.

The people in the private room also realized the other end was at a show site. Xue Jingrui stood up, preparing to take Chang Zhiyuan's phone away, otherwise who knew what kind of trouble it might cause later.

"Jingrui, don't touch me. I'm not drunk."

Well, the first reaction of the audience was that he was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

Shu Yi wanted to hang up, but the game rules were there - only the other side could end the call. Otherwise, it would be breaking the rules. For a moment, she thought about hanging up, but she also knew how hard it had been for her to get to where she was. If she ended this call, it would definitely leave a bad impression.

Steeling herself, Shu Yi spoke again, "Mr. Chang, did you dial the wrong number? You must be drunk."

"Shu Yueru, let me tell you, I'm not drunk. You have to give me an explanation today. You clearly like me, you clearly have feelings for me too, but why are you avoiding me, not giving me a chance?"

The private room at Qingfeng Mingyue and the studio of Banana TV, the two places that should have been the liveliest, were now quieter than each other.

"I'm not avoiding you. I just don't know what to do."

Might as well go all in. Shu Yi was on the verge of tears. What kind of variety show was this? Why did it have to have this segment? And why did Chang Zhiyuan call her again? She had just started to move on a little.

"Shu Yueru, I really like you." Chang Zhiyuan, with a drunken tone, repeated this sentence several times.

"I really like you."

What's the most lethal sweetness? It's when the main character takes the lead in creating it themselves. Chang Zhiyuan's words made the audience below burst into laughter.

Is this still the domineering male lead and superior from "I Really Want to Be with You"? This is clearly a pitiful little crybaby begging for love.

It's too damn funny. This show was worth coming to. Getting to eat candy live, how about that?

A group of people who loved to watch the excitement, the host's earpiece constantly relaying the director's voice.

"This is exactly the effect we want. Keep guiding it along." Isn't this where the show's highlight comes from? This is simply the key to ratings and traffic.

"Teacher Shu's original name is Shu Yueru, right?"

"Shut up. Only I can call her Shu Yueru. No one else is allowed. You can only call her Shu Yi."

"Alright, we can only call her Shu Yi."

The host went along with Chang Zhiyuan's words.

"That's right. Shu Yueru, I've said it before, only I can call her by this name."

The man's tone was both aggrieved and pitiful, hazy and confused, making the audience below laugh loudly.

"It's so noisy over there."

"I told you I'm recording a show."

"What show are you recording? Why are you recording a show without me? Shu Yueru, why didn't you bring me along?"

Shu Yi held her forehead, feeling utterly hopeless. Help, can someone please save her?

"Chang Zhiyuan, who are you with right now?"

Shu Yi suddenly remembered that Shen Yin had mentioned they were going to gather today.

"I'm with Xiuhe, and Jingrui, and also our godson." Chang Zhiyuan sat by the dining table, counting on his fingers one by one.

After Shu Yi called out Chang Zhiyuan's full name, the audience below went almost crazy. Something about that tone just didn't sound quite right.

"Okay, can you pass the phone..."

Shu Yi wanted to ask Chang Zhiyuan to pass the phone to Shen Yin nearby, but before she could finish, she was interrupted by the other end.

"You mean, pass the phone to our godson? Wait a moment. Zhengzheng, godmother misses you, say hello to godmother."

Chang Zhiyuan stretched out his arm, passing the phone to Zhengzheng.

"Godmother! Zhengzheng misses you!"

The little one didn't understand why Chang Zhiyuan asked him to say this, but he did indeed miss his godmother. Today, so many people had come, but godmother wasn't here.

"Oh, godmother misses you too."

Chang Zhiyuan immediately pulled back his hand and asked, "Shu Yueru, you miss Zhengzheng, do you miss me?"

Time froze again, the scene paused.

After several seconds, Shu Yi still hadn't spoken.

"Shu Yueru, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as a yes. I miss you too. Where are you? I'll drive over to pick you up."

When Chang Zhiyuan mentioned driving, it startled Shu Yi.

"No, no, no, you've been drinking. You can't drive, understand? You have to obey the law and follow traffic rules."

"If I don't drive and follow traffic rules, will you like me then?"

Damn, this joke just won't end, will it? They've only been on the phone for a few sentences, and half of them have been "I like you," "Do you miss me?" "Can you like me?" Shu Yi was utterly speechless.

So this is what Chang Zhiyuan is like when he's drunk? How can he be so childish? Even more childish than Zhengzheng.

"We'll talk about this later. I still need to record the show now. The audience and guests are all waiting, they'll get anxious. Can we pause for now?"

The audience and guests at the scene all shook their heads. No, that's not right, they weren't anxious at all.

"Are you all anxious?"

Chang Zhiyuan suddenly became sociable. Everyone in the private room was scared. He managed to stand up straight from his chair, using a drink bottle as a microphone, and shouted loudly, "Are you all anxious?"

"We're not anxious!"

Whether it was the guests or the audience at the scene, they all spoke in unison.

The audience's thoughts: This is way more exciting than a TV drama, how could they possibly be anxious?

The guests: The longer this goes on, the higher the ratings. With high ratings, who's afraid the later shows won't be popular? If the show becomes popular, even if they're not the main characters, they can still bask in the reflected glory.

"Look, everyone's saying there's no rush. Why are you in such a hurry? Shu Yueru, are you eager to come back and see me?"

"Fine, fine, fine. I'm in a hurry. So, can you please pass the phone to someone else next to you?"

"No, I can't. Everyone around me is listening to my phone call. They're not in a hurry either, and they're not interrupting me."

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