Chapter 2: The Little Matriarch's Ambitions Run High

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“There’s a new family variety show that’s perfect for Zhisheng. It’ll put an end to the criticism he’s been getting.” Brother Liu explained in detail about the show called *Parent-Child Face-Off*, a family reality program where adults take care of children.

In this show, celebrities look after various ordinary kids, and the audience enjoys watching the unpredictable interactions between the stars and the children, which helps the show gain massive popularity.

Especially, the scenes where celebrities fumble while caring for children have been turned into countless memes, reviving the careers and reputations of several fading stars.

“Little Aunt, if you take Zhisheng to participate in this family show, it will not only clear his name but also earn you a lot of money,” Brother Liu said with a cheerful smile.

The moment Yu Danxue heard the word ‘money,’ her eyes lit up. “How much can we earn? Is it enough to support the whole family?”

She had been worried about not having a way to make money, and now here was a chance to support Zhisheng and his family.

Brother Liu glanced at Yu Zhisheng with a look that said it all: such a big young master actually relying on a little girl to support him—how shameless!

“It’s possible. If Little Aunt performs well, many businesses will approach you later, and there will be even more money.”

Yu Danxue didn’t fully understand the details, but her mind was buzzing with thoughts of shining silver coins. Money, here I come!

She slapped her thigh enthusiastically. “Let’s do it! I want to take Little Sheng to join that family show!”

“L-Little Aunt, my family isn’t short of money,” Yu Zhisheng said, rubbing his forehead. How did this little girl come to think he was poor?

“I became an actor because I like it,” she said firmly.

Yu Danxue gave him a look that said, “You can’t fool me.” “Only those without money become actors.”

“Don’t worry, Little Sheng. I’ll work hard to earn money, take good care of you and your family, and bring back the glory of the Yu family’s past.”

Yu Zhisheng felt as if his chest had been stabbed. ‘Actor’—she wasn’t wrong; in ancient times, actors were called ‘theater folk,’ a lowly profession.

Meanwhile, Brother Liu had already contacted the director of the family show, worried that Yu Zhisheng might refuse if he delayed.

“Zhisheng, take the child home first,” he cautioned anxiously. “There are too many people and distractions on set. Take Little Aunt to your house first, then slowly find her family. It’d be bad if paparazzi caught wind of this.”

“I’ll help you request a few days off from the director.”

Yu Zhisheng understood the seriousness of the situation and immediately took Yu Danxue home.

He didn’t mind the slander and insults himself, but strangely, he didn’t want that little girl to suffer such things.

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Yu Family Old Residence, Living Room.

Yu Danxue sat upright on the sofa, appraising the father and son seated beside her—one was Little Sheng, the other his father.

Earlier, Little Sheng had brought her a strange iron box to his home, saying that such a valuable item was unsafe at the filming location.

This place was strange too. Except for some antiques, nothing else was familiar.

“Younger generation, greetings,” she said, puffing out her chest slightly, her youthful face carrying an uncharacteristic look of elder’s affection. “I am your Great-Grand Aunt Yu Danxue. My elder brother is Yu Haokong. I have a private seal to prove my identity.”

“The private seal is with Little Sheng,” Yu Zheng misunderstood, thinking that Yu Zhisheng had a child outside and was pondering how to handle the situation.

Dressed in a custom-made black suit, his sharply defined features and stern gaze radiated the aura of a man in power. His brows furrowed habitually.

Hearing such words, his mind whirred, and he suddenly turned to Yu Zhisheng.

“The private seal?!” He abandoned his usual calm and hastily searched his youngest son. “Quick, give it to me!”

“Dad, Dad, here it is!” Yu Zhisheng hurriedly pulled the private seal from his pocket, complaining, “You believe what a little girl says?”

Yu Zheng slapped him on the head and said irritably, “Have you forgotten the first family precept?”

“The first precept is that the Great-Grand Aunt will come bearing her private seal to find us descendants!”

After thoroughly checking the seal and confirming it truly belonged to Great-Grand Aunt, he quickly pulled Yu Zhisheng down to kneel before Yu Danxue.

“Unfilial descendants, we greet Great-Grand Aunt!”

Yu Zhisheng was stunned. What?! She really was the Great-Grand Aunt? Not what he had imagined?

Yu Danxue sucked in her stomach, lifted her head slightly, and smiled with even greater affection.

“Good children, rise.”

Yu Zheng’s mouth twitched but obediently stood up, completely ignoring Yu Zhisheng, who was still dazed and kneeling.

“Great-Grand Aunt, you have been wronged,” Yu Zheng bowed slightly and introduced himself with the utmost goodwill.

Yu Danxue nodded quietly. “Xiao Zheng.”

“Pfft!” Yu Zhisheng couldn’t hold it in and burst into laughter, tears nearly streaming down his face.

Even Yu Zheng couldn’t help but smile a little, especially since it was Great-Grand Aunt calling him that…

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Yu Danxue didn’t notice this.

She jumped down from the sofa and lifted a sandalwood box by her feet onto the coffee table.

Without knowing exactly where she pressed on the box, it suddenly popped open.

The moment it opened, radiant golden light streamed out, illuminating the entire living room.

The sandalwood box had three layers, arranged in tiers.

The first layer contained several heavy gold bars and exquisitely crafted gold artifacts.

The second layer held jade pieces, bloodstone, and other precious items.

The third layer displayed various small antiques, each finely made and beautiful—anyone could tell they were valuable.

Yu Zheng and Yu Zhisheng gasped at the sight. My heavens, what a wealthy Great-Grand Aunt!

No matter how prestigious the Yu family was, they could never have produced so many fine treasures all at once.

Yu Danxue took two fist-sized bloodstones from the second layer and handed them to Yu Zheng and Yu Zhisheng.

“Xiao Zheng, Xiao Sheng, these are gifts for you to mark our meeting.”

The bloodstones were a vivid, bright red, almost too perfect to be real.

But Yu Zheng and Yu Zhisheng knew these were top-grade bloodstones, nearly impossible to find nowadays.

“We’ve prepared as best as we could. I hope you won’t find these gifts lacking,” Yu Danxue said apologetically.

Yu Zheng and Yu Zhisheng exchanged looks.

Even though their family was well-off, they had never casually come into possession of a millennium-old rare bloodstone like this.

“Great-Grand Aunt, this gift is too precious,” Yu Zheng said, pulling his gaze away from the bloodstones and taking a deep breath.

He forced a smile to appear less intimidating. “Please keep these fine items, and if you ever need money, just say the word.”

Yu Danxue shook her head, assuming the dignified elder’s posture, speaking earnestly, “Xiao Zheng, I know the family is short of funds. Don’t worry about money.”

“Besides these treasures, I’ll also take Xiao Sheng to participate in a family show to earn money, working hard to improve our family’s life and support you all.”