The vicious mother brought her villain child to play badly in the baby show

In the evening, after recording a song at Honghui, Ye Bei kicked off her high heels as soon as she got home, walked barefoot on the floor, and collapsed on the sofa.

She had black hair at the corners of her eyes, and she supported her head with one hand, with her eyes half-closed. The hem of her skirt was turned up, revealing her slender, white calves.

"Uh uh uh..." Ye Bei leaned her head on her hand like a little kitten, sleeping tiredly.

Lu Tingyan bent down, took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, and placed them next to the sofa.

He sat down beside her quietly and touched her messy hair.

Ye Bei was too tired to wave his hand away. She closed her eyes and murmured, "Don't move."

Her voice was lazy and full of fatigue. It sounded like she was acting like a spoiled child.

Lu Tingyan lowered his head and stared at her silently. His handsome cheeks gradually turned red and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"Go upstairs and get some sleep," he said in a low voice.

Ye Bei lay there without saying a word, then slowly opened her eyes, looked up at Lu Tingyan, and closed her eyes again.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." A rumbling sound came from the abdomen.

Hearing the noise, Ye Bei opened her eyes again and frowned.

Ozawa trotted over and placed the snacks he had collected from the snack cabinet on the coffee table.

"I knew you were hungry. Come...eat quickly." He tilted his head, his face slightly red, and his voice was stiff and a little embarrassed.

During the time he lived with Ye Bei, Xiaoze noticed that Ye Bei always got hungry very quickly and would become hungry immediately after recording a song.

Without food, she felt listless and in a bad mood.

"Thank you, baby." Ye Bei chuckled and reached out to touch Xiaoze's head.

Xiaoze trembled his lips, but did not avoid Ye Bei's touch, but his expression looked a little stiff.

Why is he still... still so corny? She obviously already knew that he was not the Lu Chengze who looked so obedient before.

Lu Tingyan took out a box of milk, unscrewed the lid and handed it to Ye Bei.

Ye Bei leaned on the sofa, straightened her back, reached out to take it, tilted her head back and took a sip. She felt her stomach was not so empty anymore and she felt a little more comfortable.

"Fill your stomach first, what do you want to eat?" Lu Tingyan asked.

Ye Bei raised her eyes and glanced at him, "You cook?"

Will he do it?

Lu Tingyan knew that she was questioning him, and said calmly: "I can learn."

"Don't believe it?" He raised his hand and hooked a strand of her hair, brushed it away, and asked back.

She pursed her lips like a little fox, with a cunning smile in her eyes. She stretched out a hand to support the back of her head and shook her head and said, "Believe it. Mr. Lu is such a smart man. He will definitely learn it accurately."

Lu Tingyan listened to her half-teasing voice, not knowing whether she really believed it or was joking.

Ye Bei raised her eyebrows and moved her red lips slightly, "Eat noodles, I want a fried egg."

"Where's Ozawa?"

Lu Chengze greeted the voice and said, "I'm the same as my mother."

"Okay, then you guys take a break first, I'll go cook noodles." Lu Tingyan let go of Ye Bei's hair, stood up and took off his suit jacket, gently pulled off his tie, loosened his collar and a few buttons on his wrists, and turned up his sleeves to reveal his strong forearms.

Ye Bei nodded, took another sip of milk, and stared at Xiaoze, "You're still standing there, aren't you tired?"

"Come and get some sleep."

Xiaoze next to her climbed onto the sofa and sat next to Ye Bei.

He read all day and didn't take a nap, so he is very sleepy now.

Ye Bei put down the milk carton, grabbed the blanket next to her and covered Xiaoze with it.

After a while he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Bei's cell phone vibrated. She glanced at the message on it, put on her slippers and went to the study.

Jiang Lan said on the phone: "Now many people on the Internet have begun to support you, but there are still some netizens who don't believe the facts on the Internet."

"Hyatt's power should not be underestimated. Ling Hai has been the vice president of Hyatt for so many years and has accumulated a lot of connections. He is likely to make further moves."

Ye Bei pulled out the chair on the desk and sat down casually. "Arrange a live broadcast so that I can formally clarify this."

"No matter whether he has a chance to turn the tables or not, let's beat him to death while he is still trapped in the basket." She hooked her eyebrows, with her hair hanging down, and smiled faintly.

Jiang Lan: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Soon, with the public relations promotion of Jiang Lan and Honghui Media, the news of Ye Zi's live broadcast spread like wildfire on the Internet.

Ye Bei took out a mask from her bag and put it on her face. She found a good angle, pointed it at her face, and before the show started, she adjusted the mode to add colored contact lenses and wide eyes to make sure that her real appearance could not be seen.

She registered another account on Douyin and added the same green leaves behind the name.

Honghui Media’s big account on Douyin: “@葉子, welcome everyone to the 葉子 live broadcast room, see you tonight at 8 o’clock.”

Some of Ye Zi's fans came over after hearing the sound and paid close attention to Ye Zi.

There are also several big bloggers who help promote Ye Zi because they like her songs.

Some small celebrities and artists also flocked to pay attention to Ye Zi.

Comment section: "Is it really Ye Zi? Can I really see Sister Ye Zi's true face? I'm so looking forward to it."

"I just want to see what my favorite singer looks like."

"Support the Leaf!"

"Ahhh! I can finally see the true face of the goddess. I will always support Ye Zi."

"Come on, Ye Zi, we will always be together!"

……

Ye Bei arrived at the appointed time and clicked on the live broadcast.

A bunch of fans and some netizens who came to join in the fun all flocked in, and the number of people in the live broadcast room quickly increased from a few thousand to tens of thousands.

"Hey... hello everyone!"

Ye Bei waved at the screen. Her voice was a little hoarse, but it was still the same as when she sang.

Netizens in the live broadcast room started swiping the screen.

"Wow! It's really a leaf."

"Miss Ye Zi, why are you wearing a mask? Can you take it off so we can see what you look like?"

"Yes! Why don't you show your face? Could it be that you are guilty and afraid of being retaliated by Hyatt if you show your face, so you dare not show your face?"

"What's wrong with your brain? There are so many people online who are smearing Ye Zi, and many people still don't believe her. If she shows her face now, she will probably be chased and beaten by Ling Chuan's crazy fans."

Ye Bei looked at the live broadcast room and said seriously: "I don't show my face because of safety considerations. Everyone knows that there is a lot of controversy about me online right now. There are some people who want to retaliate for traffic and their favorite artists."

"Secondly, I don't want my life to be disturbed. I just want to sing well. Singing is not my main job. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I will try not to show my face and appear in front of the public."

"If you really like my singing, just listen to it online."

Ye Bei added: "If one day you don't like to listen to me anymore, then I won't sing anymore."

Netizens in the comment section advised: "Don't do that! Ye Zi, you are so talented and your songs are so beautiful, how can you just quit like that?"

"Don't go, we all love to hear it!"

"It turns out that she doesn't show her face because she doesn't make money from singing, it's just a hobby."