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Meanwhile, the sudden appearance of a wealthy sponsor—who turned out to be Xing Xiaochi’s father—instantly sparked heated discussions among netizens.
The conversation shifted from praising Xing Xiaochi’s dad to admiring how handsome Ruan Xizhi’s “husband” was.
Before long, the topic completely derailed, centering on Ruan Xizhi herself, with netizens expressing their envy.
【Ruan Xizhi truly is the queen of luck—wealthy husband, effortless son, and a life at the top!】
【If I start stanning Ruan Xizhi now, can I absorb some of her luck?】
【That man’s voice alone was enough to make my legs go weak. If I saw him in person, I’d probably just pass out!】
【This only proves that Ruan Xizhi is quite skilled at what she does.】
【Ruan Xizhi: Don’t worship me. I’m just a legend.】
While netizens buzzed with speculation and some diligently worked on their own tasks, Ruan Xizhi took the opportunity to slack off.
Her strategy had clearly worked—Xing Peixuan even called to check in on Xing Xiaochi.
All she had to do was let Xing Xiaochi appear in front of Xing Peixuan a few more times, and soon, her days of carefree laziness would be within reach!
Thinking about this, something flickered in Ruan Xizhi’s mind.
She reached for her phone, only to remember that she wouldn’t get it back until the evening.
Fine, she’d just wait until tonight to have a proper conversation with Xing Peixuan.
She sprawled out on a lounge chair.
Two words: Pure bliss.
As long as one is willing, any place can be a perfect spot to lie down and relax.
But before she could enjoy her rest for long, the director approached.
Thanks to Ruan Xizhi’s impressive shooting skills, the show’s viewership skyrocketed, and the buzz hadn’t died down yet. People were still clamoring to know why she knew how to shoot so well.
The director was just as curious.
So, he decided to interview her.
“Ms. Ruan, have you ever trained in shooting before?”
Not far away, Ruan Miaorui overheard the question and stepped closer.
She was also eager to know when Ruan Xizhi had learned such an advanced skill.
Ruan Xizhi: “You really want to know?”
Director Wang Mingdong nodded. It wasn’t just him—the entire internet wanted to know.
But this put Ruan Xizhi in a tough spot. After all, the person who had taught her was no longer in this world.
If she said the truth, would it scare people? Besides, she wasn’t good at lying.
Just as Wang Mingdong was about to press her for an answer, a staff member walked over and whispered something in his ear.
His eyes immediately widened. “What?! Are you sure it’s Olympic shooting champion Su Yan?”
Staff member: “Confirmed. He said he wants to discuss sponsorship with Ms. Ruan.”
Wang Mingdong knew that Ruan Xizhi didn’t have an agency managing her, so it wasn’t surprising that Su Yan contacted the production team directly.
But still… Su Yan?!
The director’s gaze toward Ruan Xizhi grew increasingly kind, as if he were looking at a national treasure panda.
Everyone in the industry knew how hard it was to invite Su Yan anywhere, yet here he was, reaching out on his own initiative—and even offering sponsorship.
Recalling Ruan Xizhi’s precise shooting technique, the director suddenly had a realization!
In an instant, he dropped his nosy attitude and beamed at her. “Ah, so that’s how it is, Ms. Ruan! You should have said so earlier. I get it now—we all get it.”
Ruan Xizhi: “???”
She was utterly confused.
Before she knew it, the director had ushered her into a private lounge designated for the show’s production team and handed her a phone.
“You two talk. Take your time. We’ll fully support whatever you decide.”
After saying this, the director tactfully left the room, leaving Ruan Xizhi alone.
The internal lounge had no cameras, so no one knew what was said in their conversation.
But the director’s earlier words had already set the live chat on fire.
After all, Su Yan wasn’t just an Olympic shooting champion—he was also the dream guy of eight million fangirls, famously known as the ‘Walking Manga Prince.’
Every time he appeared on a big screen, fans screamed their lungs out.
Even the mere mention of his name this time was enough to send the internet into a frenzy.
【AAAAHHHH! Is this the Su Yan I’m thinking of?!】
【HUSBAND! HUSBAND! HUSBAND!】
【Never thought I’d hear my husband’s name while watching a parenting reality show—what a blessing!】
【Wait a minute. Now that I think about it… Ruan Xizhi’s shooting stance did resemble my husband’s a little… No way… could it be?!】
【I suggest you stop right there. That’s impossible!】
While the comment section exploded with speculation, Ruan Xizhi hesitantly picked up the phone.
“Hello?”
Silence.
“Hello? Is anyone there?” Ruan Xizhi found this whole situation bizarre. Just as she was about to hang up, a low, husky voice stopped her.
“I’m here.”
Ruan Xizhi: “If you’re here, then say something! Are you looking to sponsor our show?”
“No.” The man’s tone was unreadable. “I want to sponsor you.”
Ruan Xizhi, remembering that she still had over 20 million yuan in alimony to pay off, was quite tempted.
But she wasn’t the type to believe in free lunches, so she remained cautious.
“And what exactly do you want to sponsor me for? How do you expect me to cooperate?”
Meanwhile, Su Yan stared at his computer screen, where a video was replaying over and over—the clip of Ruan Xizhi’s shooting.
The bright screen illuminated his sharp features, his gaze unreadable.
Her shooting form was too similar to someone he once knew.
So similar that, before he even realized it, he had already called the production team.
And when he heard her voice just now, something in his heart tightened.
“Wear our company’s brand clothing,” he said.
Oh, so he was in the clothing business.
“Sure,” Ruan Xizhi replied. “Discuss the sponsorship details with the production team.”
“Your shooting skills,” he suddenly changed the topic, “who taught you?”
Was he using sponsorship as an excuse to gossip?
Recalling her time learning to shoot at her grandfather’s house, Ruan Xizhi thought for a moment and said, “An old man saw that I had some talent and gave me a few pointers.”
“Was his last name Sheng?” Su Yan clenched his fist tightly.
Ruan Xizhi’s heart skipped a beat.
How did he know her grandfather’s last name was Sheng?
For a moment, she almost thought her grandfather had traveled to this world with her. But then she reconsidered—how could that be possible?
Perhaps it was just a coincidence. Maybe people with the surname Sheng were naturally good at shooting.
Ruan Xizhi didn’t say much. She simply hummed in response. To prevent further questioning, she added, “Don’t ask anything else. Knowing too much won’t do you any good.”
After all, if she told the truth, it would scare him to death.
Who would believe that she had traveled from another world?
That last sentence confirmed Su Yan’s suspicion.
So, Ruan Xizhi was indeed the new disciple that Grandpa had taken in.
In fact, when he first saw Ruan Xizhi’s eyes, he instinctively wanted to get closer, as if it was all meant to be.
Since Grandpa had already taken the first step, he didn’t want to just sit idly by.
Even if it was just a slight resemblance.
Even if it was unfair to her.
But for over twenty years, they had missed their little sister so much.
She was supposed to be the family’s treasured blessing, yet in the end, she became a forbidden subject.
No one dared to mention her, as if she had never existed in their family.
“Alright,” Su Yan forced a smile. “I won’t ask.”
Ruan Xizhi was momentarily surprised, not expecting him to back off so easily. His attitude unexpectedly left a good impression on her.
She liked people who knew their boundaries.
After hanging up the phone, Su Yan sat in his chair for a long time until the company’s vice president rushed in, having seen the trending topic from the livestream.
Because of Su Yan’s phone call, the topic had shot up to the top of trending searches.
#Su Yan sponsors “Mom’s Back”#
#Su Yan and Ruan Xizhi’s shooting posture looks identical#
The vice president was frantic. “President Su, why are you sponsoring a parenting show?! We make sportswear and equipment—this has nothing to do with a parenting show!”
Sponsorship also implied endorsement.
And their company’s main spokesperson was Su Yan himself. There was absolutely no need to get involved in this.
Let alone a parenting show.
Su Yan lazily lifted his gaze, his tone indifferent yet firm. “Do I need to consult you on what I sponsor?”
The vice president felt a chill run down his spine under Su Yan’s gaze.
Su Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. “Or would you like to take my position instead?”
The vice president immediately waved his hands, changing his stance. “N-no need. I’ll go talk to the parenting show team right away.”
Just as he was about to slip away, Su Yan called him back.
“Produce the women’s sportswear series designed by Yaqi in the past,” he instructed.
The vice president was stunned. “Huh?”
Su Yan raised an eyebrow. “Is there a problem?”
The vice president quickly shook his head. “N-no, I’ll get on it right away.”
It was common knowledge that when Su Yan first founded the company, he had a series of women’s sportswear specially designed.
But despite completing the designs, he never had them produced.
Rumors swirled that the designs were meant for a girlfriend or an ex, stirring endless speculation online. His female fans went crazy over it, but no concrete answers ever surfaced.
Later, everyone learned that Su Yan had never had a girlfriend.
After the vice president left, Su Yan couldn’t shake the image of Ruan Xizhi shooting from his mind.
Initially, he had only paid attention to the show because of his brother’s child, Su Tongtong.
But now, he had a bold idea.
Su Yan dialed Su Zhouchen’s number.
On the other end, as if already knowing what was coming, his brother sighed. “You’re still so impulsive.”
“Brother,” Su Yan tested the waters. “Do you… know something?”
Su Zhouchen replied, “Just a slight resemblance has already thrown you into turmoil. Don’t forget, three years ago, your impulsiveness nearly gave Mom a heart attack. Do you really want to lose another family member?”
“I…” Su Yan’s gaze darkened. “Don’t worry, I won’t act recklessly. By the way, didn’t Sister-in-law say she wasn’t comfortable letting Tongtong participate in the show?”
“What are you trying to do?”
“I’ll go instead. The company needs some exposure anyway.”
Su Zhouchen saw right through him but reminded him of one crucial thing. “That show is called ‘Mom’s Back’ for a reason.”
“……”
Su Yan raised an eyebrow and said cautiously, “Then how about I temporarily become Tongtong’s mom?”
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