Shocking! She Returned with a Miniature Bigshot

Chapter 24

Li Jiang couldn’t even catch his breath in front of the Third Master. He was familiar with the process of apologizing, “Young Master, I was wrong, please calm down!”

Gu Ziyu coolly raised an eyebrow, “Why were you checking my household registration?”

Li Jiang was speechless.

Fuck, was the young master so sharp?

“Young Master, we were just chatting casually.”

“I don’t like chatting!” Gu Ziyu said lightly, “Just consider yourself mute.”

Li Jiang felt like crying but had no tears. The young master really resembled Third Master. Despite being so young, he exuded a formidable aura. Clearly, he could be cute and gentle in front of Miss Gu Ci. Is Li Jiang unworthy of that?

Gu Ziyu glanced at his phone and frowned in confusion. He calmly said, “Li Jiang, make another serving of spaghetti.”

“Young Master, do you have such a good appetite?”

Gu Ziyu looked at him coolly, and Li Jiang felt like the young master’s gaze was saying, “Are you stupid?” Gu Ziyu said lightly, “My mother is back.”

Gu Ci returned at the exact time, and Li Jiang had prepared a serving of pineapple fried rice and a serving of meat sauce spaghetti, beautifully presented. He even freshly squeezed two glasses of cucumber and apple juice.

Gu Ziyu loves apples!

Gu Ziyu smiled and asked, “Mom, why are you back?”

“I was kicked out of the variety show by Gu Chuyun.” Gu Ci shrugged, showing no sign of anger. Gu Ziyu’s expression instantly darkened, becoming extremely sinister. Li Jiang witnessed Gu Ziyu’s instant change of demeanor and couldn’t help but marvel at how drastic it was.

Gu Ziyu said, “She’s truly tired of living!”

Gu Ci smiled and didn’t mind Gu Ziyu’s irritated tone. “Do you usually have lunch this late?”

Li Jiang hurriedly said, “Miss Gu Ci, Young Master usually has breakfast late. Have you had lunch? I made spaghetti Bolognese.”

“Li Jiang, you’re as skillful as ever,” Gu Ci said with a light laugh. “I love your spaghetti Bolognese the most.”

Li Jiang was bewildered.

When did he ever cook for Miss Gu Ci?

Fortunately, he didn’t dwell on it. He took it as a casual compliment from Gu Ci. After a busy morning, she was indeed hungry. She finished a bowl of spaghetti Bolognese, and both Li Jiang and Gu Ziyu understood why she quit the dance variety show.

When Li Jiang mentioned it to Lu Zhiyuan, Lu Zhiyuan wasn’t surprised at all. He had known that Gu Chuyun was also in the variety show and that something unexpected was bound to happen. The outcome was no different.

Li Jiang said, “Third Young Master, Song and Dance Youth is sponsored by Hualan Bank. That’s why Gu Chuyun is so arrogant. How about we also invest in creating a program and guarantee Miss Gu Ci’s entry into the finals!”

Lu Zhiyuan, sweating from his intense training, listened to Li Jiang’s shameless words and mocked, “Splurging money just for a program with no substance. Don’t I have money to buy cars?”

Li Jiang reminded him with a smile, “Third Young Master, you have 123 sports cars!”

“I can’t buy more?”

Li Jiang was speechless.

Third Young Master, don’t forget, you’re a lapdog. Miss Gu Ci wants to be on a show, yet you’re unwilling to spend money. Such a lapdog is not favored by Miss Gu Ci.

Lu Zhiyuan, sitting and doing pull-ups, his young and sexy body bathed in light, said lightly, “With looks like hers, why bother going on a variety show? It attracts bees and butterflies.”

He even wanted to lock Gu Ci up and enjoy her beauty alone. He didn’t stop her from appearing on this variety show, showing his magnanimity.

Li Jiang secretly thought, Oh, so you’re jealous.

Tsk, he was the king of jealousy!

After Gu Ci and Gu Ziyu finished lunch, Zhou Li also swiftly posted a Weibo message.

Zhou Li: Due to uncontrollable circumstances, I am withdrawing from the recording of Song and Dance Youth.

Simple, and concise, yet it sparked countless speculations. With a large fan base consisting mainly of female fans, Zhou Li’s manager gathered a few influential fans for a meeting and subtly revealed that Zhou Li had been mistreated. His fans immediately bombarded the official account of Song and Dance Youth, forcing them to disable comments, and then they turned their anger toward the director.

Director Cai became a target of public criticism, and he was at a loss. Zhou Li was a top star, and any slight change in his actions would make headlines. Announcing in the morning and withdrawing from the recording at noon, without any illness, pain, or official notice, even ordinary people would speculate, let alone his fans.

“Why are we the ones being criticized when this was clearly caused by Gu Chuyun?” The assistant director couldn’t help but feel angry.

“Because Hualan Bank is our main sponsor!” Director Cai replied irritably. “Did they delete the footage we shot?”

“It’s being deleted right now!” The assistant director had no choice. Gu Chuyun had given strict orders that the videos must not be leaked. They had to be deleted, or else they would be in big trouble.

The incident of Song and Dance Youth being bombarded also reached Hualan Bank. Hualan Bank was a venture bank with a global reputation and over fifty years of history. After Chairman Jiang retired, his eldest son Jiang Minghua took over as chairman, and his grandson Jiang Junlin was the current president of Hualan Bank. The program was originally arranged by Chairman Jiang as a special favor to Gu Chuyun, but he hadn’t paid much attention to it. It was only when Song and Dance Youth was overwhelmed by the negative publicity that Chairman Jiang and his wife called him to handle the situation.

Director Cai personally went to meet Jiang Junlin and explained the situation in detail. Jiang Junlin wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, dressed in a sharp suit. He was handsome yet stern. He had interned at Hua Lan Bank when he was eighteen while studying at the same time. After graduating, he worked as the president’s assistant for two years before being promoted to the position of president. He held significant power and authority. Director Cai didn’t dare to exaggerate and showed the deleted video segment to Jiang Junlin.

Jiang Junlin watched in silence, his eyes filled with anger. Director Cai inwardly panicked, hoping that the CEO wouldn’t lose his temper. Jiang Junlin said, “Issues arose on the first day of recording, indicating that the selection of personnel for this season was not good. Let’s start over and remove all the guests from this batch.”

Director Cai tentatively asked, “All of them… including Gu Chuyun?”

Jiang Junlin threw the tablet aside and his voice turned cold.

“Was I not clear enough?”

“Perfectly clear!” Director Cai felt delighted. He didn’t want to cater to someone like Gu Chuyun either. But wasn’t Song and Dance Youth created to ensure Gu Chuyun’s participation?

“With such trivial matters, I hope you handle them well and don’t waste my time.”

“Yes!”

As Director Cai left the office, his legs felt weak. Jiang Junlin’s presence was overpowering, and Director Cai’s heart nearly stopped beating. Once the production team received the confirmed information, they immediately made an official announcement.

The production team took responsibility for everything, claiming that there was an error in the theme of this season and that the guest selection would be redone. They promised to provide further updates.

Gu Ci was extremely surprised when she saw this statement. If it weren’t for Jiang Junlin’s approval from Hualan Bank, the production team wouldn’t dare to take such action. Gu Chuyun would probably be infuriated.

“Darling, can you hack into the production team’s computers and copy the recorded videos?” Gu Ci said, “Mommy has a use for them.”

“Sure!” Gu Ziyu had remote control access to the High School Musical production team’s data storage computer. Although the videos had been deleted, he could recover them, make copies, and then delete them again.

Gu Ci watched the footage, a slight smirk appearing on her lips. Gu Chuyun was arrogant and self-assured. She never expected this video to leak out. It was a perfect opportunity that fell right into her lap.