Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration Chapter 1229: Extra 5: Who I Most Want to Know is Ye Zuzong?

Upon hearing this, the cara finally shifted towards n Shanshan.

Soone aware that the focus was mainly on n Shanshan imdiately exaggerated, "Shanshan, it’s all on you now!"

The participants in this show were essentially there for fa and to spark controversy.

Moreover, it was a live show.

If the current segnt wasn’t handled well, it would be incredibly awkward.

This wasn’t just any ordinary place in France; it was a vacation spot for nobility, and everyone was asuring each other up, wanting to mingle with n Shanshan.

Throughout the day’s shoot, Ye Shaohua barely did anything; she mostly chatted with Lin He, as if she was on a vacation.

On the other hand, n Shanshan seed eager to stand out, wanting to take the lead in everything.

After the whole day, n Shanshan’s fans had slight grievances about Ye Shaohua, feeling she didn’t match their idol’s popularity, and so suspected Ye Shaohua’s fa was fabricated.

Ye Shaohua’s fans continued to praise her endlessly.

n Shanshan, who had been stiff all day, finally relaxed a lot.

She looked at the stars standing next to her, then over at Lin He and Ye Shaohua, and spoke very gently, "Mr. Lin, Ms. Ye, would you like to join ?"

Ye Shaohua, with one hand in her pocket and observing the scenery by her side, ignored her completely.

She just looked at the village thoughtfully.

Lin He, who had been talking to Ye Shaohua along the way, was caught off guard by n Shanshan’s interruption and responded very distantly, "Thank you, but no need."

n Shanshan’s face twisted a bit.

[What the hell? YSH is really rude, isn’t she? Who does she think she is?!]

[Such a big star, feeling sorry for my sister Shanshan!]

"Shanshan, did you see that old castle?" a female artist deliberately exclaid, and upon seeing the cara shift to her, she continued, "It would be great to stay here tonight, shall we go ask?"

n Shanshan looked at the sprawling castle.

She felt a bit nervous inside.

But the glances of those around her and the staff fell on her.

She straightened her back, her face showing a hint of pride, "Everyone, wait a mont, let ask."

She knocked on the big door of the castle.

A few minutes later, an elderly man with white and golden hair ca out.

n Shanshan spoke in fluent French.

[Ahh, so nice to listen to, goddess Shanshan is truly versatile!]

[Wasn’t a certain fan boasting all the ti? Let your all-capable person go and ask!]

The elderly man, dressed in a long gray robe, rely observed n Shanshan with deep blue eyes, his gaze sweeping over the group with a puzzled look.

Then he spoke in rapid Italian.

n Shanshan was stunned, not understanding.

[Pfff hahaha, Italian majors find n Shanshan so embarrassing! Hahaha keep bragging, fans!]

[This is obviously a real noble, it’s understandable if he doesn’t want to invite people to stay.]

The elderly man gave them one last look and imdiately stepped back, signaling the servants to close the door.

n Shanshan and the female artist by her side were both extrely embarrassed.

Not just them, even the Director Group felt a strong wave of embarrassnt.

They exchanged glances.

Just as the door was about to close, the old man’s eyes abruptly paused.

Then they widened.

Under the gaze of the Director Group and others, his face flushed with excitent, and after speaking hurriedly to the servant beside him, the servant dashed towards the inside of the castle.

As the elderly man straightened his clothes, feeling quite debonair, he walked directly towards Ye Shaohua under the disbelieving eyes of the crew and the caras.

"Miss Ye, is it really you! I’ve gone to notify Master Bai, how co you are here..." The old man stood in front of Ye Shaohua, first executing a formal noble gesture before speaking excitedly.

Ye Shaohua glanced at the old man: "..."

"No, but how co you are here?" Ye Shaohua asked expressionlessly.

The old man smiled, "Each winter, the master cos here for a vacation. Please co in; he will be thrilled to see you..."

After speaking, the old man turned his head very kindly towards the director and people like Lin He, switching from his rapid Italian to fluent Mandarin, "You must be Ms. Ye’s colleagues, please, everyone co in. I have already asked the servants to prepare the rooms; they are just waiting for you all to settle in."

The director hesitated for a mont. He had not originally planned to stay in the castle, and it wasn’t in the script.

He asked the question all viewers wanted to know at this mont, "Do you... do you know Ms. Ye?"

"Of course, I’ve known her for over a decade," the old man said with a very standard smile, "Friends of Miss Ye are always esteed guests at our castle. Please co in."

The cara hesitantly moved into the Manor. Although the photographer moved quickly, the live viewers still glimpsed a fluster.

The comnt section went silent for a mont.

Then, a standout comnt suddenly appeared.

[Seriously, now I want to know, who exactly does Ye Ancestors know?]