Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 32 A Mysterious Guest Arrives? Turns Out It's That Annoying Rival in Love

The dust that filled the sky finally began to dissipate.

The five supercars lined up in a row looked like a flock of peacocks that had wandered into a chicken farm, appearing both arrogant and... comical on this earthy threshing ground.

Especially the Ferrari at the head of the pack, its chassis was shockingly low.

The car crashed in like that, damaging the chassis countless times. Just the "crackling" scraping sounds alone made even a car enthusiast like Chen Kai's teeth ache.

"Who is this? Such a grand entrance!"

"I don't know, they look like they're here to kidnap the bride."

The surrounding villagers and staff whispered among themselves, and even the live stream chat paused briefly before flooding the screen with comments:

"Holy crap! This isn't right! Isn't this a family-oriented variety show? How did it suddenly turn into a domineering CEO falling in love with me?"

"These red roses, this white suit—is this still the Peach Blossom Village where nothing but mud and cow dung existed?"

"Am I the only one who thinks this guy is a bit greasy? How much hairspray did he use? Even a fly would do a split if it landed on him!"

Amidst the intense anticipation of everyone, the man finally moved.

He first gracefully raised his hand and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.

In that instant, the Patek Philippe watch on my wrist, studded with tiny diamonds, reflected a blindingly bright golden light in the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, he straightened his spotless white bespoke suit and then glanced down at the shiny calfskin shoes on his feet.

When he saw the little bit of yellow dirt on his shoes, his brows furrowed instantly, and a hint of undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes.

Then, he picked up the huge bouquet of red roses, strode forward, and walked straight toward the guest seats.

Director Yan Min finally realized what was happening.

What kind of mysterious guest is this?

This person is clearly here to cause trouble!

"Hey, sir, we're recording a TV show..."

Yan Min grabbed a megaphone and was about to go up and stop them.

However, the man didn't even lift his eyelids.

The two bodyguards in black behind him immediately stepped forward, blocking Yan Min and the security guards who wanted to come forward like two walls.

Arrogant.

That's outrageous.

He completely disregarded everyone present.

Lin Zhou sat on a bamboo chair, still holding a half-eaten peanut in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed.

I couldn't see clearly from a distance before, but now that the person is closer, that face is gradually overlapping with an image from deep within my memory.

Zhao Tai.

The second young master of the Zhao family in Beijing, and the son of Taihua Real Estate.

It was also the original owner's biggest nightmare during high school.

Back then, although the original owner came from an ordinary family, he was still considered a handsome school heartthrob and had crossed paths with Su Qingge and Chu Yuwei. This Zhao Tai, on the other hand, was like a typical villainous rich second-generation, who, relying on his family's wealth, caused the original owner no shortage of trouble.

More importantly, this guy is Su Qingge's obsessive pursuer.

Even after Su Qingge got married and kept it a secret, this guy still harbored ulterior motives and would often hover around Su Qingge like a fly in various situations.

"Tsk, what a small world."

Lin Zhou sneered inwardly and flicked the peanut shells in his hand.

It's one thing for you to bully that cowardly original owner seven years ago.

Now that I'm a time-traveler with cheat codes, do you still dare to show off in front of me?

"Qingge".

Zhao Tai had already walked up to Su Qingge.

He called out affectionately, his voice deliberately low and magnetic, trying to create a romantic atmosphere of "searching for him a thousand times in the crowd".

"I watched the live stream, and my heart is breaking."

Zhao Tai ignored Lin Zhou sitting next to him, and also ignored the circle of dark cameras around them; it seemed that Su Qingge was the only person in his eyes.

How could you put up with this kind of injustice?

"Look at this place! It's covered in dust and dirt, and even the air smells like pig manure. Is this a place you should be?"

As he spoke, he handed over the bouquet of red roses, his eyes filled with heartache:

"These flowers were specially flown in from Bulgaria by me. Each one represents my heartfelt sentiments. Qingge, these past few days... have been tough on you."

Su Qingge did not accept the flowers.

She even took a step back, increasing the distance between herself and Zhao Tai.

That already aloof face was now covered with a layer of frost, and even the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Young Master Zhao."

Su Qingge's voice was as cold as falling ice shards, "Why are you here? This is the closed recording site of the program. Unauthorized personnel, please leave."

"Unauthorized personnel?"

Zhao Tai's smile froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his affectionate expression. "Qingge, how can you say that? I came here specifically to save you!"

"Help me?"

Su Qingge smiled sarcastically, as if she had heard a joke. "I'm just recording a show, what do I need you to save me for?"

"Isn't this suffering?"

Zhao Tai pointed exaggeratedly around, then pointed to the dilapidated tile-roofed house not far away, "Living in this kind of run-down house, eating those pig-swill-like wild vegetables, and being stared at by a bunch of country bumpkins... Qingge, you are a goddess, a fairy, you should live in a castle in the clouds, not roll around in this mud pit!"

At this point, he finally spared a glance for Lin Zhou beside him.

That look was full of contempt, disdain, and a sense of superiority.

It's like watching a stray dog ​​on the side of the road.

"Especially having to be with this kind of trash."

Zhao Tai snorted coldly, and pointed his gold-watched finger at Lin Zhou's nose in an extremely impolite manner:

"What can a gigolo who can't even support his wife and kids do besides talk a good game? Expect him to take care of you? That's a joke!"

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

"Holy crap! Who's this guy? He's so arrogant!"

"Although I also think Lin Zhou is useless, this guy's words are just too awful!"

"Stealing someone's partner to their face? You can't tolerate that! Lin Zhou, if you're a man, fight him!"

"To be honest, although this rich kid is pretentious, he spoke my mind. Goddess Su really shouldn't have to suffer like this."

Lin Zhou sat in the chair without even moving his buttocks.

He slowly dusted off his hands, then looked up to meet Zhao Tai's arrogant gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Young Master Zhao, is that right? You have food stuck in your teeth; did you forget to brush them before you left?"

"you--!"

Zhao Tai instinctively covered his mouth, then realized he had been tricked, and his face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

"Lin Zhou! What right do you, a piece of trash, have to talk to me?"

Enraged, Zhao Tai abruptly turned his head, ignoring Lin Zhou, and looked at Su Qingge again. This time, his tone was even more forceful and urgent:

"Qingge, stop fooling around. This childish game should end."

He pulled a checkbook from his pocket, held a gold pen in his hand, and scribbled a string of numbers on it. Then, with great flair, he tore it off and slammed it onto the table.

"I know you have a contract; isn't it just a penalty for breach of contract?"

Zhao Tai held his head high, his "I'm rich and I'm the best in the world" attitude on full display:

"Three hundred million, right? I'll pay for it for you!"

"This remote and impoverished area is no place for a human to live! Now, pack your things and come with me immediately!"

"My private jet is parked right in the city. We can go to Paris for dinner tonight. This lousy show... let whoever wants to film it film it!"