ALWARFC Chapter 16

These four slips of paper clearly had no signatures, yet both the guests and the audience could instantly recognize who wrote each one. There was no helping it—they were just too distinctively personal.

Xie Wei slammed the note that read, “@ me and call me Daddy”, onto the table and sternly reprimanded, “Parents hold a sacred role. They give you life, raise you, and educate you. How could anyone make a joke out of such a serious title? Unless their family structure is dysfunctional, making them incapable of understanding how offensive this is.”

His peripheral vision swept over the top idol beside him before he righteously slapped the note onto the table again. “I refuse to accept such a crude ethical joke.”

Su Ran let out a cold chuckle and raised his note toward the camera. “Wishing for three male guests to dance to a girl group song—especially when there’s even a same-sex couple among us—what kind of special fetish does this person have? Did the production team not screen the audience at all?”

Saying that, he decisively tore the note into shreds. His stance was clear—whoever wants to dance can dance, but he sure as hell wouldn’t!

Wow—

The staff’s eyes were practically popping out of their sockets, let alone the livestream viewers, whose comment section was already exploding. Yet another one taking things to the next level—the atmosphere in the tea party room was instantly thick with gunpowder.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

The host let out an awkward chuckle and hurried forward to smooth things over. “Alright, alright, let’s first see what the other two guests’ wishes are—”

Before he could finish, Song Qing suddenly broke into a heart-wrenching cough. While coughing, he slowly pushed the green tea milk in front of him far away. With a pale face, he weakly said, “Sorry, my doctor told me not to drink tea—it’ll worsen my condition.”

Host: “…” Oh, great. This one isn’t easy to deal with either. He just went ahead and slapped down the “it affects my health” card.

Silently, the host turned to the last guest.

Su Weisheng calmly unfolded his note for everyone to see and stated indifferently, “I never eat chocolate. Whoever wrote this wish should find someone else.”

“But I just saw you eating chocolate beans,” Song Qing, who was coughing just a second ago, swiftly exposed him. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he immediately put on an apologetic expression. “Sorry, I forgot the rules say we can’t eat snacks on the livestream. I just… I just happened to see you holding a bottle of chocolate beans, so I randomly wrote this wish. It wasn’t meant to be a serious request.”

Su Weisheng stared deeply at him.

Song Qing blinked innocently, lowered his head timidly, and softly added, “Great-Grandpa, please don’t hold it against me. I’ll change my wish.”

Everyone: “…”

The live stream audience was already laughing like crazy.

【That was some serious tea.】

【Blatantly shady, but still effective enough to annoy Great-Grandpa.】

【What will Little Great-Grandpa do? Will he have to share his beloved chocolate beans with Little Green Tea? Hahaha!】

【Did he think he was the only one who noticed? And he even made a big deal out of it? Every time Little Great-Grandpa sneakily eats chocolate beans, the camera always zooms in on him on purpose. Director You is so wicked—he’s been targeting Great-Grandpa for ages.】

【Reporting in! I counted—Great-Grandpa ate a total of six chocolate beans!】

【How selfish! Sneaking snacks all by himself on the show. I don’t get what you’re all laughing about.】

The chief director, who had been fiddling with the camera, suddenly chimed in, “There’s indeed a rule against eating snacks. If this really happened, Little Great-Grandpa will have to be punished.”

Su Weisheng lifted his gaze. You Sui smiled at him with narrowed eyes, looking every bit like a troublemaker about to stir things up.

“You mean this?” Su Weisheng calmly took a black bottle out of his pocket and placed it on the table. The bottle had no label. When he shook it, the sound of small round candies rolling inside could be heard.

The little drama queen nodded confidently. “That’s the one.”

Everyone’s eyes were on Su Weisheng—even Su Ran looked a little surprised. Why admit it now? If he did, he’d get punished and have to share with that annoying green tea boy. That didn’t seem like Great-Grandpa’s style at all!

Then, they heard Su Weisheng calmly say, “This isn’t chocolate bean—it’s my medicine. Great-Grandpa is old and in poor health. I have high blood pressure, heart disease, rheumatism, diabetes, and more. These are elderly health supplements.”

As he spoke, he poured out a small black bean and, in front of everyone and the camera, crunched on it like a snack.

Watching Great-Grandpa, who looked younger and more stunning than everyone present, list off a series of elderly ailments with a completely serious expression, everyone was momentarily dumbfounded.

Health supplements, my ass! Since when do health supplements get eaten like candy?!

The crowd was speechless, but strangely, the more Great-Grandpa refused to share, the more those little round candies seemed delicious.

Seeing his wife staring longingly at the bottle, unable to look away, Xie Wei hurriedly coaxed him in a gentle voice, “It’s just a piece of chocolate. After the livestream, I’ll take you to the largest chocolate headquarters in Bichuan. I guarantee you’ll get your fill.”

But Song Qing still looked a bit sulky. “I’ve tasted so many chocolates, but none of them ever looked as good as his.”

Such a drama queen. The staff watching from the side could already feel Xie Wei’s headache.

But Xie Wei, the legendary indulgent CEO-husband, was famous in the industry for pampering his spouse. He glanced at Su Weisheng, who was enjoying the show, then at his sulking wife, and suddenly had a brilliant idea. “Since the wish I wrote on my slip can’t be granted, can I make a new one?”

He rewrote his request.

[I want to eat the ‘health supplements’ in Great-Grandpa’s hand.]

If “chocolate bean” was off-limits, then surely “health supplements” were fair game, right? One way or another, he would fulfill his wife’s wish.

With the pressure now on Su Weisheng, he didn’t seem bothered at all. Taking the wish slip from Xie Wei, he glanced at it, nodded, and said indifferently, “Of course. Since you’ve made a wish, I have no reason not to grant it, right?”

“Can we eat it?” Someone finally asked, intrigued by Su Weisheng’s calm demeanor.

“Of course, why would I refuse if you want to eat it…” His gaze swept around the room. Everyone—without exception—was staring eagerly at the “health supplements” in his hand, even his great-grandson, whose eyes were filled with longing as if the bottle contained some rare and precious delicacy.

Su Weisheng couldn’t help but chuckle. “You all want to try it?”

A group of people shyly nodded.

With a smirk, Su Weisheng reached for a slip of paper and changed the wish. At the same time, he handed the small black bottle to the host, his tone carrying an inexplicable depth. “How could I possibly refuse such a simple wish?”

Great-Grandpa’s wish: “I hope everyone present gets to taste my health supplements.”

Whoa—

The host held up the slip for the camera, his face full of emotion as he dramatically announced, “In this game of making wishes meant to tear each other apart, only Little Great-Grandpa’s wish is for the well-being of everyone. The moment he offered his medicine to us, the barriers between people finally dissolved.”

As he spoke, he unscrewed the little black bottle and began distributing the contents—one bean for each guest, the directors, and the staff. He finally held his own in his palm and declared, “By swallowing this small bean, all darkness will fade away! For the next month, as neighbors and colleagues, we shall live in harmony and love!”

His words were so moving that even the scheming power couple—who had only been thinking about getting their way—felt a pang of guilt.

They had been playing mind games and stirring up drama the whole time, while Little Great-Grandpa, despite looking younger than them all, truly lived up to his seniority—generous, magnanimous, and kind!

Song Qing delicately picked up the chocolate bean he had been longing for and cherished the moment as he placed it into his mouth.

Xie Wei bit into his piece, silently resolving to stop arguing with Su Ran in the future—someone as good as Little Great-Grandpa deserved that much respect.

Outside, Bai Songyin was waving at Su Ran, seemingly wanting to say something. The great-grandson pointed at the “chocolate bean” in his hand, saw how anxious Xiao Bai looked, and smugly assumed he was upset about not getting a taste. His sense of superiority soared.

Under Bai Songyin’s desperate gaze, the great-grandson happily popped the “chocolate bean” into his mouth and savored it.

The host finished his speech, leading everyone to eat their “chocolate beans” together. The livestream chat was filled with emotional messages, including some from people who had just called Su Weisheng selfish, now returning to admit they had misjudged him.

Su Weisheng propped his chin on one hand and lazily scanned the room, locking eyes with You Sui—the only person still holding the “chocolate bean” without eating it.

He raised a brow as if to ask, Are you sure you’re not going to eat it?

You Sui hesitated for a moment but, driven by curiosity, finally took a bite.

Everyone ate their piece at the same time, hearts full of gratitude and emotion.

…And then—

“Ugh—!”

“Yue—!”

“I—yue—yue—yue—what the hell is this taste—I—yue—!”

Amidst waves of dry heaving and pained screams, most people spat it out at the same time. A few didn’t—like those who bit straight through and swallowed. They were now experiencing a soul-crushing trauma so intense they were banging their heads against the wall.

This—this is supposed to be chocolate beans?! No—health supplements?!

This is clearly poison!!!

To make things worse, everyone seemed to have gotten a different flavor. Su Ran tasted bitter melon, the little drama queen was crying from unbearable spiciness, frantically chugging green tea milk in a desperate attempt to cool down. Xie Wei, meanwhile, was overwhelmed by a revolting sewage-like stench, unable to stop gagging. The host tried to drown the taste with water, but the nausea only worsened until he even threw up the water itself.

Su Weisheng turned to You Sui. The usually ever-smiling director now had a face like iron—utterly motionless. The fact that he hadn’t spat it out yet was a testament to his terrifying self-control.

Outside, Bai Songyin let out a deep sigh. I told you not to eat it, Brother Ran. Why didn’t you listen?

The chaos raged for a full five minutes before the room finally regained some semblance of order.

Wiping his mouth, Xie Wei weakly demanded, “You—what exactly did you make us eat…?”

“Health supplements.”

Su Weisheng calmly took back the bottle, shook out another bean, and bit into it with an audible crunch.

Before, when he made that “crunch” sound, everyone had been envious. Now, hearing it again, their stomachs lurched in horror. That stuff was absolutely vile! And yet, he was eating it like it was a delicacy?!

Finishing his piece, Su Weisheng gave a small, nonchalant smile. “Oh, I forgot to mention—I don’t have a sense of taste.”

“…”

DAMN IT!!! WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY THAT EARLIER?!

The little drama queen flung himself into his husband’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Su Weisheng listened carefully for a while before finally making out his words:

“Honey, I’m quitting chocolate—wuwuwu—”

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【Guests & Host: So touching. Little Great-Grandpa: Y’all got emotional way too early.】

【I thought this was just a four-way sabotage battle. Turns out, it was a full-scale AOE attack from Grandpa, wiping out everyone but himself. Forget the guests—even the staff weren’t spared!】

【LMAO, the showrunners definitely designed this wishing segment to stir up drama among the guests. Bet they didn’t expect to get outplayed and backstabbed themselves.】

Nobody could have predicted that the wishing game would end with Little Great-Grandpa annihilating the entire set and emerging as the sole victor. As a result, everyone was extra cautious in the following segments. Even the production crew toned things down. The rest of the broadcast went smoothly without any further “surprises”.

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After the live stream ended, everyone filed out of the studio.

Su Weisheng remained seated, leisurely enjoying the newfound peace. Once the place was finally empty, he slowly stood up and strolled towards the door—only to come face-to-face with a certain little drama queen who had doubled back.

At the sight of him, Song Qing instinctively recoiled a step. But then, realizing there were no more cameras, he mustered his courage and stepped forward again, tilting his chin up arrogantly.

“I know you embarrassed me on purpose today. Whatever—I deliberately ate your chocolate beans too. But mark my words, I will get my revenge someday. You and that brainless great-grandson of yours better watch your backs!”

Su Weisheng cooperatively clapped his hands, slow and deliberate, before giving his evaluation: “Wow, so fierce.”

The little drama queen, feeling belittled, flushed red with anger. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and shouted even louder, “You—just you wait!” Then, with great momentum, he stormed off.

Su Weisheng had no intention of waiting. With zero mental burden, he turned around and left as well.

The moment he went upstairs and entered the lounge, he spotted Su Ran furiously stuffing desserts into his mouth. Clearly, the bitter melon-flavored “chocolate” had done serious damage to his soul.

Su Weisheng sat down beside him as if nothing had happened, ignoring the accusatory stare from his great-grandson. Casually, he picked up a plate of Earl Grey mousse and started eating.

Su Ran was suspicious. “Great-Grandpa, I thought you didn’t have a sense of taste?”

“I don’t. But that doesn’t stop me from enjoying food.” Su Weisheng answered calmly.

Bai Songyin sighed from the side. “I even tried signaling you during the show, telling you not to eat it. Brother Ran, why didn’t you listen? Great-Grandpa only eats the chocolate I buy for him. Every single one is a custom-made, handcrafted special edition—extra bitter, extra spicy, extra sour, extra sweet. The more extreme, the better. You think I don’t know how awful they taste?”

So it was real.

Su Ran’s skeptical expression faded, replaced by a hint of guilt. He scratched his head and asked with concern, “Is it because you slept for two hundred years that you lost your sense of taste?”

“No, it’s because my spiritual energy isn’t enough to maintain basic bodily functions, so my taste buds deteriorated.”

Su Weisheng thought for a moment, then added, “That’s why, for me, chocolates that taste extremely sweet or extremely sour to you guys actually taste perfectly balanced. They’re quite delicious.”

Su Ran: “…So you did do it on purpose.”

“Yeah.” Su Weisheng’s lips curved into a smile. Watching his great-grandson’s constipated expression, he chuckled and said, “Seeing you all collapse from the ‘poison’, I suddenly feel like this show is actually pretty fun.”

Pure evil! Absolutely evil!

Su Ran clutched his chest in despair, deeply regretting ever signing up for the same show as his Great-Grandpa.

The wicked old man leisurely enjoyed his great-grandson’s suffering before lazily reclining against the sofa, preparing to go over the show’s schedule again—better to be prepared than to get tricked tomorrow. However, when he reached out, he realized he had left the booklet behind in the tea lounge.

Bai Songyin was busy tidying up the room, so rather than bothering him, Su Weisheng turned back to retrieve it himself.

As soon as he reached the tea lounge door, he heard movement inside.

Su Weisheng stopped in his tracks and, without making a sound, pushed the door open.

Inside, Song Qing—the same little drama queen who had just threatened him moments ago—was now sneakily standing in front of the long table, peeking around like a thief. He reached for the unfinished pot of green tea and carefully poured it into a fresh cup of milk.

Oh? Up to something again?

Su Weisheng raised an eyebrow and continued watching.

The little drama queen was still fully focused on stirring his freshly made “green tea milk”. Once done, he brought it close to his nose and took a deep sniff. Then, he took a small sip… wasn’t enough. Another sip… still not enough. Another, and another… until he drank the whole thing.

Yes, the same little drama queen who had pitifully claimed on the show, “My doctor won’t let me drink tea, it’ll worsen my condition”, was now sneakily downing green tea milk behind everyone’s backs. After finishing, he even muttered under his breath, “Why does his brewed green tea taste so good? This doesn’t make sense.” Saying this, he opened his phone and started searching for answers.

His thought process left Su Weisheng speechless. From his angle, he could clearly see Song Qing’s search history in the browser:

【How do drama queens deliver fierce lines?】

【Why do I feel like punching myself every time I fake a delicate voice?】

【People say my green tea skills are low-level, what do I do?】

【How can I refine my green tea tactics to a high level?】

【Does brewing green tea with milk actually improve health?】

And finally, there was a bookmarked web novel: Jinjiang Original—Fantasy Romance—“The Flirty Patron’s Exclusive Little Green Tea Drama Queen.”

For a moment, Su Weisheng truly felt lost.

Why did he sign up for this variety show?

What kind of crouching tigers and hidden dragons[mfn]means hidden talents or powerful individuals in disguise—people who appear ordinary but actually have great skill, intelligence, or influence. In this context, it means that the guests on the show seem chaotic or ridiculous on the surface, but they are actually quite clever, scheming, or extraordinary in their own ways.[/mfn] were these three guests supposed to be?!

And just then, Song Qing—completely oblivious to his presence—continued sipping the green tea Su Weisheng had brewed, all while chatting on the phone with a friend.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already figured out how to deal with that grandfather-grandson duo. Hmph, this time, I will turn the tables and make everyone see me in a new light!”

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