novelraw Chapter 92 The Marshal's Thoughtful Service
Chapter 92 The Marshal's Thoughtful Service
Without the mask to block his view, Ling Suyu could no longer restrain himself and leaned down to kiss Wen Shumu's soft lips.
Wen Shumu closed his eyes, moved his hands up, and wrapped them around Alpha.
Warm palms pressed tightly against Ling Suyu's back.
Tonight, he will leave his mark here.
Separated by a wall, inside is a banquet where celebrities gather, while outside are lovers embracing under the moon.
Ludwig finally mustered up the courage to invite Chuzhao to dance.
Surprisingly, Chu Zhao accepted it.
And he only hesitated for a few seconds.
As a result, "Chu Zhao and Ludwig dancing" became the second most searched topic on major social media platforms on Xingwang tonight, with "Marshal Ling is back" being the first.
The Jefferson family was thoroughly exposed, and amidst the uproar, the current head of the Jefferson family had to post a message on Weibo, stating that the slick-haired Alpha was merely a peripheral member of the family, and offering a sincere apology to the Marshal and his wife.
Allison also received a message from Jeff Dana, saying that as an apology, he would send some more top-quality art collections.
The butler sneered and replied with only two words, "No need."
No artwork will do.
Harassing the lady and provoking the marshal—either one of these actions would be enough to shut the door on the Jefferson family's ambitions to expand onto the Imperial Star. Even if they claimed ignorance of the marshal and his wife's identities, such arrogant behavior towards ordinary people is enough to demonstrate their despicable character.
That night, both offline and online, it was exceptionally lively.
Wen Shumu was completely unaware of all that was happening outside.
In the luxurious suite of the Pawan Hotel, the lights were off; the only light source was the moonlight streaming in from outside the window.
The magnificent deep purple dress was thrown on the ground, mixed in with a pile of scattered clothes.
He successfully left a few fine scratches on Alpha's back.
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Knowing that the guests would be returning late, the production team thoughtfully waived any schedule for the morning.
Sunlight bathed every paving stone in the main city of Floro, and the little grasses growing from the cracks eagerly felt the warmth.
The Wenshu tree is not as vigorous as these small grasses.
He was wrapped in the blanket, staring blankly at the white clouds outside the window.
I'm very doubtful that I'll be able to record the show today.
We clearly agreed last night to get some rest early and conserve our energy.
As for when he actually went to sleep...
Even with his excellent memory, he couldn't possibly remember anything in that hazy state.
But this cannot be blamed on Ling Suyu.
Ling Suyu always respected his opinion, and at that moment she really wanted to stop.
Even though he was holding back his tears, his eyes were red and his forehead was sweating.
He insisted on clinging to the Alpha and wouldn't let go, even shouting that he wanted to "do it again."
Therefore, his current predicament of being unable to move is something he brought upon himself.
Wen Shumu struggled to turn over, just in time to see Ling Suyu carrying desserts into the bedroom.
Both Alpha and Alpha exercised all night, but Alpha was completely unaffected.
Ling Suyu looked at Wen Shumu, who was lying motionless on the bed, and a hint of apology flashed in his eyes.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, took Wen Shumu's hand, and gently kissed the back of his hand.
"I asked Kemo, and today's itinerary requires walking a bit."
Wen Shumu sighed: "We'll see when the time comes."
Ling Suyu's face flushed slightly; he knew he had tormented Xiaomu terribly last night.
Next, Wen Shumu enjoyed the thoughtful service from the Imperial Marshal.
When eating breakfast, he only needed to sit on the bed and open his mouth. He didn't need to get off the bed to wash up. He was carried to the bathroom and even his face was washed by Ling Suyu.
Needless to say, getting dressed was a piece of cake for Wen Shumu; he only needed to stretch his arms and legs.
After completing the preparations for the trip, Wen Shumu finally stood on the ground, his legs still trembling slightly.
Fortunately, Ling Suyu held him the whole time, and with such strong support, he was still able to walk.
When PD Miz came to knock on the door to call them, Wen Shumu was looking in the mirror to make sure that his collar completely covered his neck.
The production team asked the guests to gather in the hotel's reception room.
With all eight guests present, today's live broadcast officially began.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder; look how clingy Marshal Ling is to Mu Mu, holding her hand wherever they go.
I remember when they first started filming the show, they kept their distance while walking.
You don't understand, we Imperials have always been rather reserved.
[Hongbao's expression is hilarious; he kept sneaking peeks at Ludwig and Chuzhao.]
I watched the video of them dancing last night so many times. I thought it would look like they were fighting, but the atmosphere was actually pretty good...
[Haha, Chu Zhao's waist must have been glued on; when Ludwig danced, his hands felt like they were stuck to it.]
To be honest, Ms. Chu's waist is incredibly slim, wow!
So what exactly is their relationship? First they were rivals, then they became fellow apprentices, and now they're dancing together?
I'm curious too.
The parties involved all seemed quite open and honest, as if nothing had happened last night.
As a director, Ke Mo needed to keep an eye on the comments on Xingwang. When he came over, his eyes held a complex mix of emotions.
Their variety show isn't a dating show; it's just a regular travel reality show. They invited the two production experts because they were voted number one by the StarNet poll.
Aside from the two couples who were already married, he never expected there would be other romantic storylines.
Ke Mo forced himself to remain calm and straightened his long, stately coat, which was characteristic of the Empire.
Ying Xingfei insisted that he wear it.
Seeing that the guests were all looking at him, Kemo got straight to the point: "I'll start by announcing the initial funding for this site."
Wen Shumu immediately recalled the remaining credits on Narentis Star. They had been busy with league matters during the three days they were recording the program, and hadn't really touched their travel funds.
The other groups of guests were similar.
As for the two extra days that followed, I paid for them myself.
Chu Zhao remembered clearly that their credit points were 5050.
In the previous leg of the trip, he and Ludwig really did not spend a single penny of travel funds, focusing instead on eating and staying at the organizer's accommodations.
Komo smiled gently, but his words were ruthless: "Each group's initial funds on Flora Star will be the remaining credits on Narentis Star."
The room fell silent for a moment. Some were still pondering the director's words and hadn't quite grasped what he meant, while others were simply stunned.
Ludwig, quick-witted, immediately asked, "Does this mean the station won't give us any new money?"
Komo said, "Since the guests didn't use much of their travel funds in the previous episode, the production team decided to give them a chance to spend some money."
Chu Zhao: "..."
If you fall behind by even one step, you'll fall behind by every step.
Chu Zhao's expression tightened: "Director Ke, you should know that the suite in this hotel we're staying in costs 3 credits per night, and no group of guests can afford that."
Wen Shumu whispered to Ling Suyu, "Teacher Chu is right, we only have a little over 2 credits."
Jiang Xun frowned: "Do you want us to change hotels?"
Prices are high on Flora Star, and hotels are very expensive.
Based on their current credit score, the hotels they can afford are probably older ones with less-than-ideal facilities.
Or maybe I should just sleep on the streets.