The Mind-Read Heiress: From Impostor to Family Favorite-Chapter 585 - 318

"What do you think Auntie Bai is up to?" Wenyan looked towards Qin Yulong and speculated, "Is she about to unleash some big move?"

Qin Yulong shook his head, "I don’t know her that well. However, although she looks uncomfortable, she’s not panicking, so she must have figured out how to deal with the situation."

Nobody in the live broadcast room could tell if Bai Qin was gearing up for a big move because she was still fiddling with her tablet, not even glancing at the host.

As it turned out, the host made the first big move.

"Master Bai, so why won’t you answer my question? Are you afraid to tell the truth?" the host challenged.

"Heh~" Bai Qin finally responded, "Before I officially answer your question, I have something to tell you first."

"Um, go ahead."

Bai Qin’s lips curled up, "Some people call me ’Master Bai’ out of respect, and the key is, I can feel their sincerity. But you, you sound more like you’re mocking me. I ask you, do you recognize my talent in design?"

The host was taken aback.

That moment of hesitation sent the comments flying.

’Hahaha, what am I seeing, has the notorious sharp-tongued host been subdued?’

’Epic, it’s the first time I’ve seen the sharp-tongued host falter at the hands of a guest.’

’She’s flustered, she’s flustered, the boomerang has finally come back to hit her.’

’This interview today is worth watching, spectacular!’

As the comments rolled in, the conversation between Bai Qin and the host continued in the live broadcast room.

Bai Qin squinted at the host, "Why the hesitation? Are you afraid to answer my question, afraid to tell the truth? You’re known for your venomous tongue; if you lie to me today, I’ll lose all respect for you."

"Alright, Teacher Bai, you got me, I was indeed contemplating whether or not to tell the truth. To be honest, I don’t know much about design, so professionally speaking, I’m not qualified to judge. After all, I’m no industry insider. But as an ordinary person, there are designs in each of your shows that I personally like, but not every single one."

"OK, I think I’ve got your answer, so stop the sarcasm with ’Master Bai,’ and don’t call me ’teacher’ either. I haven’t taught you anything, and it’s not that easy to be my student."

"Fine, then I’ll address you as Miss Bai. This title shouldn’t be a mistake, right?"

"That’s fine." Bai Qin no longer dwelled on what the host called her but started to answer the question the host had posed earlier.

"First, did I choose Wenyan for the finale of ’Spring Return’ because of some deal with her? The answer is no. When I hire models for shows, I use a uniform market rate in the contracts, and I don’t give different appearance fees based on the so-called star power in the entertainment industry. IT’s not because I favor someone’s following; I don’t need that. In my brand, I don’t want fans to pay on behalf of their idols; I only hope consumers will pay for what they like."

"Second, was Wenyan a backstage hire? You could say that. It’s not something shameful; she wasn’t someone I approached actively but was introduced through an acquaintance. However, she was always my first choice."

Once Bai Qin had said this, Wenyan was stunned on the spot.

She looked at Qin Yulong, Qin Yulong looked back at her, and their eyes met.

"Is this how Auntie Bai speaks and acts? Quite a character!"

Qin Yulong: "..."

Comments: ’Wow, can she really say that? This is going to trend on social media—Wenyan got the finale through backdoor connections.’

’Impressive, true to Master Bai’s style, she spares no one, not even her headline model from exposure.’