The top star never expected this. Ignoring opposition from his company and fans, he stubbornly went ahead and filmed “The Legend of the High Priest”. He thought receiving the Golden Broom Award was the worst that could happen, but it turned out to be just the beginning of his karma…
At this moment, in a pitch-black and eerie space, he sat on the ground in despair, locking eyes with a glowing red paper doll.
“Boss, I made the show, but I didn’t force you to watch it!” Su Ran desperately tried to explain. “I know the audience has the right to voice their opinions, but if you think the show is bad, you could just give it a zero and rant about it. Why did you have to come to my house for a real-life Mortal Kombat? That’s just too much!”
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and his words became increasingly reckless. “Besides, it was my great-grandfather who forced you to watch the show, not me. Why are you coming after me? If you’re unhappy, go find him—”
The paper doll’s face darkened as it moved closer.
As if equipped with a radar, Su Ran rolled to the corner in a flash, clutching a chair for safety. He raised one trembling hand in terror to stop it. “Boss, let’s talk this out! If anything happens to me, my great-grandfather won’t let you off!”
The paper doll stood towering on the pillow, impeccably dressed in a suit and hat, one hand elegantly resting on a wooden fish mallet as if it were a cane. It coldly stared at Su Ran and said, “Since you are the great-grandson of the High Priest, I won’t take you away immediately. But since you enjoy playing gender swaps so much, why not experience it yourself?”
“What do you mean? Turn me into a woman? Oh no, that’s worse than physical death—it’s social death!”
At this critical moment, the great-grandson’s brain worked at lightning speed. He immediately caught a loophole in the other’s words and frantically tried to stop it. “Wait! Wait! Boss, there’s a misunderstanding between us, definitely a misunderstanding!”
Bug paused mid-gesture, still staring coldly at him.
Su Ran shouted with conviction, “I’m sure my show doesn’t have any gender-swapping elements. Did you watch the wrong drama? You can’t falsely accuse me!”
Looking at his defiant attitude, Bug sneered, “I’m not like your great-grandfather, who enjoyed falsely accusing others. If I’m going to punish you, I naturally have solid evidence. Before coming here, I did my research. According to the interview records, the screenwriter said that the character Le’er was added solely at your insistence, and you emphatically declared she was female!”
When “Le’er” was mentioned, the paper doll clenched its teeth, furious to the point of wanting to smash Su Ran immediately. However, maintaining composure and dignity, it held back.
Su Ran was stunned. “Yes, I insisted on adding this character and said she was female—the High Priest’s close confidante…” Then he suddenly realized, “Wait, no—this character was already female! It’s recorded in our family genealogy. I didn’t deliberately swap her gender!”
Bug retorted forcefully, “Utter nonsense! How could Le’er possibly be female?”
“She is! She is!”
Su Ran wanted to find the genealogy to prove his point. When he turned around, he suddenly remembered the genealogy had long been handed over to his great-grandfather, and there was no way he could get it now. At this critical moment, a flash of inspiration struck him. He grabbed his phone and quickly flipped through his photo album. Soon enough, he found a photo he had taken years ago. “Look, this isn’t something I made up. The genealogy genuinely says so!”
The paper doll intended to jump off the bed. Su Ran, unwilling to engage in close contact, simply threw the phone over.
Bug lowered its head and looked at the screen. On the displayed page of the genealogy, a family head’s memoir was prominently written, and a few lines stood out:
“My father, Su Tiao, led our people out into the world to quell chaos, during which he encountered a close confidante named Le’er. She was lively, stunningly beautiful, and often by my father’s side, facing dangers together while always advancing and retreating as one. Their deep bond was admired by many. However, due to the divide of life and death, my father was unable to marry Le’er—a great pity and lamentable loss.”
Bug: “…?”
Bug carefully examined it again and again to confirm that “close confidante” was indeed written. Its stern expression gradually turned to one of shock.
A confidante who accompanied him day and night, conquering the world together, but later separated by life and death, never able to be together… Judging by this description, “The Legend of the High Priest” was quite faithful to history—it didn’t get anything wrong. But… are you seriously telling me that this Le’er refers to the previous dynasty’s ruler, Yuan Le?
The great-grandson nervously observed the paper doll, who seemed frozen in disbelief. Su Ran swallowed hard, wanting to flee, but considering their recently eased tension, he hesitated, fearing that the consequences would be even worse if he failed to escape.
He sat on the ground for a long time, so long that his legs grew numb. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and asked cautiously, “Um… boss, are you okay?”
The paper doll’s pupils moved slightly, then it murmured in a daze, “This Le’er really is Yuan Le?”
Yuan Le? The name sounded vaguely familiar. Su Ran pulled out his phone and searched for it. Within moments, his eyes widened in utter shock. What did the boss mean? The genealogy recorded that the confidante Le’er was actually the former dynasty’s ruler, Yuan Le?
Looking back at the genealogy’s content, phrases like “fighting for the world together” and “sharing life and death” really seemed to match Yuan Le.
Holy cow… what a plot twist!
The paper doll was still lost in its thoughts, struggling to process. “Then who am I? He said I’m Yuan Le—was I really Yuan Le in a past life? If that’s true, wouldn’t that mean I was a girl in my previous life?”
This realization threw its entire being into turmoil.
That can’t be true, right? I’m just a little artifact spirit—there’s no way I could be Yuan Le!
As Bug was thinking this, it raised its head and noticed Su Ran staring at it with burning curiosity.
“What are you looking at?” the paper doll frowned.
Su Ran, overwhelmed by the shocking revelation, blurted out the first thing on his mind: “Does that mean you’re my great-grandmother?”
Bug: “………………”
The paper doll silently lifted its wooden mallet. Thud!
“Ouch!”
The great-grandson clutched his head as he bolted around the room, fleeing for his life. Fortunately, Bug was too shaken by the day’s revelations to keep chasing him. Su Ran crouched in the corner, wide-eyed, watching the paper doll leave. Perhaps it was the “great-grandmother” title that gave him some psychological security, but he found himself feeling less scared—even his thoughts started churning again.
Just as the paper figure was about to step out of the door, the great-grandson suddenly added, “Great-grandmother, that page of the family tree was written by my great-grandfather Su Laijin. If you have any questions, you can go down and talk to him—he hasn’t reincarnated yet!”
—Filial piety, the ultimate filial great-grandson, seizing every opportunity to stir trouble for his own great-grandfather.
The paper figure turned back and glared coldly at him before leaving.
Back in the study, Bug was absentmindedly conflicted while striking the wooden fish to transcend the souls in the bracelet. Was Yuan Le really a girl? No, he definitely wasn’t Yuan Le, right? Whether he had that memory or whether Yuan Le was a girl had nothing to do with him!
But… how could he explain what he did at night, which caused the director to dream about it?
The paper figure paced back and forth on the table, growing increasingly uneasy, unable to maintain its elegant demeanor. As dawn broke and the constraints on the paper figure vanished, it disappeared in a flash of red light. Before leaving, it furiously took the wooden fish with it.
Underworld, Su family’s old residence.
The three ghosts of the Su family had just entered their dreams when suddenly, Su Laijin’s screams echoed throughout the entire underworld. The other ghosts trembled in fear, not daring to come out. After all, the underworld officials and ghost messengers had long been negligent, leaving them to fend for themselves. Going out now would only mean getting beaten together.
“Speak or not! Speak or not! Speak or not!” The cold voice of torture and the sound of the wooden fish hammering intertwined.
Su Laijin begged for mercy while being beaten: “Don’t hit… Aah—”
“Fine, you refuse to speak, huh? Let’s see how tough your mouth is!” Bug sneered and continued beating him.
“Knock knock knock!”
“Knock knock knock knock knock——!”
It was hard to say how long it had been, but amidst his screams, Su Laijin finally forced out a sentence with difficulty: “You… you might as well ask… ask what you want to know. You have to ask before I can tell you anything! Ahhh!”
Bug: “…”
After a moment, he spoke slowly: “Tell me, the ‘Le’er’ recorded in your family tree doesn’t refer to Yuan Le. If they are the same person, then the phrase ‘close confidant’ must have been written incorrectly—the truth is, it should be ‘confidant’.”
He was so frustrated that he no longer sought the truth.
—He only wanted to create a “truth” of his own.
Su Laijin raised his head in terror, looking at the paper figure who seemed to be a ghost official from the underworld. The figure was so concerned about the identity of “Le’er”—could it be… could it be…
His heart sank. He was doomed—his debtor, slandered by him, had come knocking.
Bug took a deep breath, trying to maintain outward composure: “Speak.”
Su Laijin closed his eyes, bracing himself: “Yuan Le and Le’er are the same person, and I didn’t write it wrong—they are absolutely a ‘close confidant’! A close confidant!” At this point, admitting that he had used his position for personal revenge would be fatal. It was better to stick to his story while the other still had no memory!
The paper figure completely shattered.
Its dark red eyes glared intensely at Su Laijin.
Moments later…
The screams echoed once more throughout the entire underworld.
Su Weisheng woke up with the daylight streaming in, yawning as he made his way to the bathroom to freshen up. He took a moment to listen for sounds from the study next door. Hearing no wooden fish knocking, he knew that Bug had completed the task and had likely withdrawn to sulk in solitude.
Bug thought the restriction placed on him was to stay out of the app until dawn. In truth, Su Weisheng was even more ruthless—the restriction was based on the number of times the wooden fish had to be struck. Only after meeting the required quota could Bug return. Su Weisheng felt at ease hearing the silence; the little paper figure had certainly completed the task diligently.
The sound of running water filled the bathroom.
Su Weisheng washed his face and lightly dampened his hair with the water flow. He then began to manage his long hair halfheartedly.
Because of You Sui—the silly, immature person—insisting on braiding his hair yesterday, his hair had become a mess overnight. While the small braids had been undone, they inevitably left a series of waves, giving him the air of a somewhat rebellious artist.
Su Weisheng tried to smooth out the waves with water and a comb. Looking in the mirror at the still-smugly curling strands, he irritably threw the comb aside. Forget it; it’ll have to do.
After all, if he wasn’t having an easy time, the person who had spent the night being transcended in the dream wouldn’t be doing any better.
The phone in the bedroom kept lighting up nonstop, as if a certain Weibo group chat was on fire. Su Weisheng grabbed his phone, ready to glance through it, when he suddenly heard noise coming from the study again. Puzzled, he walked over, only to find the paper figure hugging the wooden fish, knocking on it incessantly with a face full of resentment and distraction.
“Didn’t you finish knocking?”
Su Weisheng was astonished. “You’re actually voluntarily increasing your workload.”
Bug raised his head, his cheeks taut, lips pressed together in a hesitant expression as he looked at Su Weisheng. “You…”
Su Weisheng tilted his head in confusion. “What about me?”
Bug seemed to have been mulling something over for quite a while.
The paper figure clutched the wooden fish tightly, deliberated further, then took a deep breath and asked, “Back then, did you really intend to marry that Le’er?”
This question was rather horrifying, and Su Weisheng’s pupils quaked.
Bug suddenly shouted, his tone practically screaming guilt: “I’m a vessel spirit, not Yuan Le. In my past life, I couldn’t possibly have been a woman! Asking this question is purely out of curiosity, nothing more!”
Su Weisheng observed Bug’s meltdown thoughtfully and began to piece things together. Most likely, Bug had been influenced by “The Legend of the High Priest”, which left him scrambling for evidence, only to find himself misled and doubting everything in his own existence.
Still, this also served as proof that Bug indeed had no memory. He couldn’t have been deliberately acting, because nobody could perform this level of sincerity.
The little paper man was still struggling: “Back then, were you two really so in sync, just one step away from marriage?”
Su Weisheng suppressed his laughter to avoid giving himself away. He responded with a faint “hmm,” maintaining a calm demeanor, and ambiguously said, “If Yuan Le had insisted on a title back then, I would have given it.”
A title…
The little paper man froze, as if struck by lightning.
After teasing Bug, Su Weisheng swept away the gloom brought by the curly-haired one and happily went downstairs to eat. By the time he reached the dining room, the others had almost finished eating. Little drama queen Song and Xie Wei were feeding each other, sticky like a pair of double-sided tape, making others’ eyes ache.
As soon as Su Weisheng arrived, Song Qing immediately abandoned his husband and eagerly sat next to Su Weisheng. He poured milk and served fried eggs, bustling around like a diligent little servant rather than a spoiled little drama queen.
Su Weisheng accepted the milk he handed over, raised an eyebrow slightly, and asked, “There are still four days left. Are you breaking character early?”
Song Qing sighed with a look of life’s hardships and replied, “One careless move, and I got myself involved.”
Xie Wei, who had just discovered his wife’s true nature, watched their interaction with a dark expression and couldn’t help but remind him, “That’s enough, isn’t it?”
“Aren’t you going to move your mother’s grave?” The little drama queen looked at his husband disdainfully. “You didn’t go yesterday, so you’re not going today either?”
Xie Wei gritted his teeth slightly and said, “I’ll go in a couple of days, after this episode ends.”
Su Ran was puzzled. “Why didn’t you go yesterday?” He thought for a moment and said, “Oh, right. You two argued yesterday. He seemed to have hit you.”
Little drama queen Song’s cheeks turned bright red: “What do you know about domestic violence? Go look at your bus baby instead!”
Su Ran: ???
Su Weisheng glanced at his pure-hearted, straight great-grandson and, in a meaningful tone, said, “It’s okay, Zhaocai. You’ll grow up someday.”
—To be precise, someone will teach you how to grow up.
“Huh?” The great-grandson looked confused. “I’m already in my twenties, great-grandfather.”
Su Weisheng took a sip of milk and casually explained, “It’s not about age; it’s about emotional maturity.”
The great-grandson looked at him blankly and then at the overly clingy couple across the table. Suddenly, he seemed to understand and exclaimed, “Great-grandfather, you mean the kind of feelings you have with my great-grandmother!”
“Pfft—!” Su Weisheng almost choked in surprise at his startling words.
The couple across the table was even more shocked: “You have a great-grandmother! Does little great-grandfather have someone special?”
Su Weisheng picked up a napkin and wiped the corner of his lips, giving his good great-grandson a complicated look, as if he had already guessed what Bug experienced last night. He asked, “Is that really how you address him?”
They both knew exactly who “him” referred to.
The great-grandson obediently nodded, even a little proud: “Luckily, I was clever. After I said that, he stopped hitting me!”
Su Weisheng: “…Anyway, keep your mouth shut more in the future, and stay safe.”
Once Yuan Le regains his memory…
He wouldn’t be afraid of anything, but the great-grandson might have to face serious consequences for his antics.
While the guests enjoyed a tranquil moment, the internet was ablaze with heated debates. If Su Weisheng glanced at his Weibo groups, he could feast on some juicy gossip, but alas, he was too busy teasing his little minions to bother.
From the program’s first teaser material, “Is the Wealth Mole really just a joke?“, the anti-fan group of the great-grandfather and great-grandson duo had been lively ever since. Notably, because EscapeStar jumped too hard and got banned again, they had to reincarnate with a small account to keep stirring the pot.
To avoid having their little group banned as well, EscapeStar thoughtfully transferred the group owner role to the most trustworthy 【Lucky Money, You’d Better Behave】, knowing that Lucky Money’s account was relatively stable.
The anti-fans in the group hinted at watching the livestream daily, being almost more dedicated than the actual audience.
【Qingxi: I had a professional friend analyze this. The videos released by the program clearly have some fake elements. Obviously, their goals are, first, to hype up the great-grandfather and great-grandson duo, and second, to save the show from declining viewership. Such a dirty move!】
【AAA Construction Brother Zhang: A childhood friend of mine works for the show and spilled the tea. The best actor group and the top star group were working together from the start. Onstage they fight, but backstage they’re on good terms. This show has a script.】
Beyond that, others also began to emerge, dumping all sorts of dirt in an attempt to prove “little great-grandfather’s” lack of integrity.
Among them, EscapeStar was the most active. With his close connection to the legendary noble descendant, Su Ping, he claimed with absolute certainty to have seen a family genealogy sent by Su Ping. It explicitly stated that Su Ran wasn’t part of the Su family, confirming that the great-grandfather and great-grandson were outright frauds.
With this kind of insider knowledge, EscapeStar naturally held the highest status in the group. He led the charge, energetically gathering evidence, and was preparing to release a damning long video that would completely pin the “pretentious” great-grandfather and great-grandson to the pillar of shame.
While someone worked on compiling evidence, another group member was responsible for contacting paid trolls and buying trending hashtags.
【EscapeStar: While making the video, let’s focus on these points. 1: Prove the so-called Wealth Mole video of that great-grandfather and great-grandson is fake, exposing their trickery. 2: Show that the so-called little great-grandfather’s career path has always been copying Lucky Money. Whatever Lucky Money predicts, he just follows suit. @Lucky Money, You’d Better Behave】
Indeed, they planned to use Lucky Money as their main weapon to attack the great-grandfather and great-grandson, making the impact even greater.
However, it was strange that Lucky Money seemed to have been offline recently. No matter who tagged him, there was no response. But that wasn’t a problem. Lucky Money was often missing, so EscapeStar didn’t think much of it. He figured that once they bought the trending hashtag and got it going, Lucky Money would hopefully be online and could help share the post to make his stance clear.
Thus, EscapeStar diligently set to work.
However, there were still some sensitive members in the group.
Qingxi, a blogger who got along well with EscapeStar, privately messaged him: 【Lucky Money will stand with us, right? He’s been offline and hasn’t expressed any stance. Let’s make sure he doesn’t stay uninvolved while we make a mess of things.】
【EscapeStar: Even though Lucky Money isn’t online often, I’m 100% sure of his stance. If you don’t trust him, surely you trust me, right?】
【Qingxi: What about Su Ping?】
【EscapeStar: Young Master Ping probably won’t testify this time. There’s some family trouble on his end, and he doesn’t want to draw too much attention right now. But I’ve seen the solid proof he provided—Su Ran’s name is clearly not on the genealogy. Do you think I’d be this bold without real evidence?】
【EscapeStar jokingly added: Don’t forget, Lucky Money and I swore on this together. If that great-grandfather and great-grandson duo turns out to be legitimate, Su Ping and I would each end up with eighteen kids in one go.】
【Qingxi: Okay, I trust your judgment.】
The fiery efforts to compile concrete evidence against the great-grandfather and great-grandson duo were wrapping up as everyone worked enthusiastically.
The video was completed, prominent influencers had been contacted to lend support, and trending hashtags had already been purchased in advance.
Coincidentally, this day marked the last day of the current episode of «Another Side of Family Life».
In the live stream’s tea room, the countdown to the episode’s conclusion began.
The program’s flow had reached the prize-revealing segment.
In recent days, the production team had sent gifts to all the winning audience members, and now it was time for the livestream prize-revealing segment.
According to the rules set by the great-grandfather, if you want to say you’re dissatisfied with a gift, you must livestream yourself using the gift in front of everyone before making any complaints and then state what gift you’d prefer.
Su Weisheng generously gave out three jars of chocolate beans—dubbed the ultimate weapon and practically biochemical warfare.
Now, eating all the chocolate beans would surely lead to disaster, but if you don’t eat them, you can’t claim dissatisfaction. Thus, the situation hit a deadlock. During the livestream, the audience and the great-grandfather exchanged stares, both sides unwilling to back down.
The young man across the livestream wore a mask that accentuated his beautiful, wide-open eyes. Holding a jar of chocolate, he gritted his teeth and refused to give up, trying to negotiate with Su Weisheng: “It’s impossible to eat a whole jar. How about I eat one bean, and then request a different gift?”
He’s actually going to eat one—!
At that moment, everyone in the livestream, including staff and guests, felt a deep sense of respect for him. Even a single bean was enough to show this kid’s bravery. After all, everyone who has tried the great-grandfather’s chocolate beans has said…
(It’s worse than death.)
Su Weisheng also admired his courage. After some thought, he asked, “What wish do you want to change to?”
The young man was thrilled: “I want to add little great-grandfather as a contact friend!”
“No way!” Su Ran was the first to object: “Celebrities can’t connect with fans privately…” Suddenly realizing that Su Weisheng isn’t a celebrity, he added, “Celebrities’ great-grandfathers also can’t connect with fans privately!”
Pfft—!
Everyone was amused. The top star’s frantic reaction was somewhat comical.
“Alright.” The young man on the livestream looked a bit disappointed but, encouraged by his friends nearby, quickly changed his wish: “Then can we change it to mutual follows on Weibo? That doesn’t count as private contact, right?”
That was simple enough.
Su Weisheng agreed readily: “Sure.” He was about to take out his phone.
At that moment, the tone of the livestream’s comment section suddenly shifted. Countless viewers, who loved stirring up drama, began pointing out something brewing. Even the amateur audience member on the livestream was affected, opening Weibo and blurting out in surprise: “Great-grandfather, you’re trending again, but it doesn’t seem like a good thing!”
The production team quickly reacted to control the livestream comments, but the public opinion was already spiraling out of control.
Even the other guests pulled out their phones, only to see a trending topic emerge out of nowhere: Top Star Great-Grandfather and Great-Grandson Exposed as Frauds.
Clicking in, the most shared post was EscapeStar’s initial Weibo post—a long video claiming to expose the great-grandfather and great-grandson duo as frauds with unclear identities, relying on fake mysticism to ride the wave of popularity.
The so-called evidence naturally involved using the metaphysics master blogger 【Lucky Money, You’d Better Behave】 as a prop.
EscapeStar even made an outrageous statement in the video, declaring that if his evidence turned out to be fake, he’d let his parents force him into marriage, have eighteen kids in one go, and not even marry a girl—he’d give birth himself.
Of course, how could a man give birth? It was just an over-the-top, empty vow.
And intentionally stirring up trouble on the very last day of the program’s first episode—it’s easy to guess their motives.
Because the topic gained so much traction and caught everyone off guard, it spiraled out of control, even to the point that public opinion in the livestream room became nearly impossible to manage.
Everyone looked anxiously at the great-grandfather and great-grandson, Su Weisheng and Su Ran. Song Qing even started signaling his husband with his eyes, urging him to contact the production team to shut down the livestream and figure something out, so as not to put the great-grandfather in such a difficult spot.
Within just a few minutes, others had already scrolled through the updates. Only then did Su Weisheng leisurely open his Weibo, resembling an elderly person taking their time to process the gossip.
Su Weisheng’s Weibo notifications were overwhelmed with tags and group chat mentions, displaying a sluggish “9999+” count. He calmly went through them one by one and then clicked into the most active anti-fan group chat, where gossip was on fire. Suddenly, he exclaimed, “Eh?” How did this become his group?
That single exclamation prompted the alert production team to swiftly adjust the camera to focus on his phone.
The first thing the livestream viewers saw on Su Weisheng’s phone screen was a group chat titled Gossip Squad. Members like EscapeStar were eagerly following the drama, waiting for the top star great-grandfather and great-grandson duo to respond.
Next, the viewers noticed Su Weisheng’s account ID: 【Lucky Money, You’d Better Behave】, along with the glaring words “Group Owner” beside it.
For a moment, there was complete silence.
Then, some sharp-tongued individual couldn’t resist twisting the knife: “Eh? EscapeStar, what’s going on? Why are you even exposing your own group owner?”
Netizens: ?
Production team: ??
The great-grandfather’s anti-fan group, led by Escape Star: ???
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