Envy Mr. Cao's Every Day

Young Master Cao's remarks instantly became a trending topic.

This was a clear case of beating a dead horse.

And what's more...

Wang Chengye's earlier posts hadn't even cooled down before he was practically done for.

Wang Chengye's Weibo was deleted by his company, but his words continued to circulate.

At first, his fans had been singing his praises.

Who knew the backlash would come so quickly?

And who could’ve predicted that Young Master Cao’s response would be even more savage?

"Foot massage is also a path (Dao)"—this line had everyone in stitches, with grown men instantly getting the joke.

"So this is the 'Dao' Wang was talking about? I didn’t get it before, but looking back now, it all makes sense. I, too, have been pursuing my own 'Dao'."

"The Dao has been ruined..."

"There are three thousand great Daos and thirty-six thousand lesser Daos—why can’t foot massage be one of them?"

"Well said, my friend. You truly understand the way."

"You flatter me."

"Likewise!"

"HAHAHAHA... I’m dying."

"..."

The only ones unhappy about this whole affair, aside from some folks at Hunan TV, were probably Little Cannon.

For the first time, Little Cannon experienced what it meant to be ignored, to be past one’s prime.

Damn it.

He was, after all, China’s top director, a blockbuster filmmaker with billions at the box office. He’d spoken up, and yet no one paid him any attention?

This was too much.

You people are going too far.

Little Cannon hadn’t been on Weibo for long and didn’t have many followers.

But he couldn’t help himself—he posted again:

"Young people, the tides will turn. Going too far won’t end well! @Young Master Cao!"

This time, Young Master Cao responded:

"How bad could it get? Will my teeth rot?"

Damn it...

Little Cannon was furious.

Could you stop bringing up the teeth thing already?!

The internet was having a field day.

...

But some people had good memories and weren’t distracted by all the drama.

They were still asking about the relationship between Ren Yuege and Young Master Cao.

Though fewer were pressing the issue now... and the tone had softened.

That’s just how the internet works.

As long as no one’s deliberately stirring the pot, netizens can remain "civil."

As for industry insiders, who would dare provoke Young Master Cao now?

Wang Chengye’s downfall was clearly his doing.

Who actually believed his excuse about being "too busy to notice the online drama"?

Do you?

However,

Young Master Cao never addressed the rumors about Ren Yuege online.

That is, until the press conference for The Voice Season 2.

Cao Cheng showed up with Ren Yuege in tow.

The flashbulbs went wild, snapping away incessantly.

At the first press conference, Cao Cheng had brought Wang Haodong along to give him exposure.

This time, he was making things "official."

The reporters were thrilled.

And let’s be honest—Ren Yuege was stunning.

Tall, elegant, the epitome of Eastern beauty.

When she stood beside Young Master Cao, all eyes were on her.

Not that Young Master Cao wasn’t handsome, but he was a familiar face. Ren Yuege was the bombshell.

...

Once the press conference began,

the reporters couldn’t hold back.

Chaos erupted.

It took the host forever to restore order.

Questions came one by one.

A reporter stood up, excited: "Mr. Cao, Ms. Ren, fans are dying to know—what’s your relationship? Can you clarify?"

Young Master Cao casually gestured for Ren Yuege to answer.

She wasn’t shy either. Her sweet voice felt like a spring breeze to everyone present.

This woman was flawless.

But what did they know?

Cao Cheng shook his head internally. Damn, Fourth Sis, you’re really putting on a show.

Ren Yuege smiled softly. "He’s my fifth brother, I’m the fourth sister. So I’m his elder sister, and he’s my younger brother. Does that answer satisfy everyone?"

"Whoa..."

"They’re siblings?"

"Their family genes are that good?"

"Wait, they don’t share a last name."

Another reporter asked, "Mr. Cao, Ms. Ren, you don’t share a surname. Does that mean you’re stepsiblings?"

Ren Yuege shook her head. "I took my mother’s surname; he took our father’s. We’re from a blended family—kind of like Home With Kids."

"Oh!!!"

Now it made sense.

Children from remarried parents.

Young Master Cao finally spoke up: "I don’t know if you’ve all been ignoring the obvious or if someone’s been deliberately stirring the pot, but Miracle Media’s name has hinted at my relationship with Fourth Sis from the very beginning."

"Try recalling our company’s full name, then use your underdeveloped brains for a second. Think about whether this was a targeted smear campaign, wasting public resources."

"It’s been two years since the company was founded. After all this time, people are still trying to twist our relationship."

"Ordinary netizens not knowing? I get that!"

"But they knew, didn’t they?"

"This could be a big deal or a small one."

"Public resources shouldn’t be a battleground for schemers, especially in the court of public opinion. What are they trying to do? Manipulate narratives? Control discourse? Copy capitalism?..."

Holy crap!

The reporters were stunned.

Seriously?

Young Master Cao, do we have to take it this far?

"Of course,"

Young Master Cao grinned, shifting gears. "I’m just saying—I don’t get their agenda. As one of the top media platforms, they should be serving the public, advocating for the people, standing up for what’s right..."

"But what have they done? Trashy talent shows, divisive gender-baiting dramas with twisted morals, and now they’re coming after me, a model youth and upstanding citizen."

"I’m starting to suspect ulterior motives."

"And if the deputy director is like that, you know the rest are rotten too. I worry for their employees."

"But if anyone needs help, they can reach out privately. I’ll do what I can."

"..."

These words were lethal.

If this got out, higher-ups would step in.

Especially with Wang Chengye’s scandal already causing waves.

Rumor had it the CEO might have to resign over this.

An investigation was already underway.

And now, Cao Cheng had handed them another knife...

That TV station was in for a world of hurt.

...

But the reporters didn’t dwell on that. After the initial shock, they scribbled furiously, recording every word.

Some also finally remembered Miracle Media’s full name:

"A Group of Dream-Chasing Entertainers from the East Who Believe Under the Leadership of Young Master Cao and His Fourth Sister Will Create the Miracle of Life Cultural Media Co., Ltd."

Alright.

People had wondered about this "Fourth Sister" before.

But since Ren Yuege hadn’t gone public yet, the curiosity faded.

Now it all made sense.

And if you extrapolate... Miracle Capital’s boss is probably "Third Sister"?

With genes like these, she must be gorgeous too.

Many male reporters envied Young Master Cao.

Blended families had their perks—close quarters meant easy pickings...

Every day was another reason to envy Young Master Cao.

Wuwuwu~~~

...

...

As the press conference came to an end,

the folks over at Hunan TV (a.k.a. "Toilet TV") felt a chill run down their spines.

Damn ruthless.

You really dare to say anything, huh?

Do you even want to stay in the entertainment industry?

Alright then.

You genuinely don’t give a damn.

Toilet TV didn’t exactly hate Young Master Cao—or rather, they resented Wang Chengye more than him.

This was purely Wang Chengye’s personal vendetta.

His attacks on Young Master Cao weren’t orchestrated by Toilet TV; it was entirely his own doing, and the fallout was disastrous.

A whole bunch of people got screwed over because of it.

This summer, whether the talent show could continue was up in the air.

Maybe a single order from the higher-ups to "rectify" would put the show on hold—or even cancel it outright.

Some would get blacklisted.

Some would face lawsuits.

Some would have to pay hefty compensations.

The financial losses were massive.

And the damage to their reputation? Even worse.

...

The fans couldn’t care less about Toilet TV’s struggles—after all, only the die-hards remained.

What everyone was really buzzing about was Ren Yuege’s identity.

She’s the fourth sister?!

Sure, plenty were envious of Young Master Cao, but the hate had vanished.

Now, it was all apologies.

Apologies to the "brother-in-law."

Young Master Cao was furious and fired back: "Brother-in-law my ass! Quit dreaming!"

That was straight-up cursing.

But everyone—even some women—jumped in, calling him "brother-in-law" left and right.

Within just two days, Young Master Cao had earned the title "Nation’s Brother-in-Law."

The fourth sister was laughing her ass off.

She even started calling Cao Cheng "brother-in-law" herself.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, look—this guy says he’ll pay three million in betrothal gifts," the fourth sister said, handing her laptop to Young Master Cao.

Young Master Cao snatched it and replied instantly: "Keep dreaming. I’ll give YOU three million—now scram."

The person shot back immediately: "OMG, brother-in-law replied to me! Deal! You give me three million, and I’ll vanish right now."

"..."

Young Master Cao was left speechless—his first L on the internet.

He instantly generated 10 million units of saltiness toward that guy.

Lucky for them, they didn’t have a system—otherwise, they’d have leveled up instantly.

"HAHAHAHA!"

The fourth sister was rolling on the floor laughing.

Cao Cheng kicked her in the butt, making her yelp before she pounced on him.

In the end, he calmed her down with a soft, "Good girl, behave."

Cao Cheng sighed. "Can’t get mad, can’t get mad… Anger clouds judgment. Damn it, I actually got outplayed online. I’ll remember this guy—next time, I’ll destroy him."

The fourth sister giggled.