136: Chapter 136 My husband's words are like imperial edicts, even in bed.

After breakfast, Lin Chen's family of four packed their gear, grabbed their luggage, and headed out, officially kicking off their journey with the Divas Hit the Road Group.

"Are they going to make us busk on the streets and beg for money again this time?"

Because she was physically weak, Liu Shishi was treated like an endangered species by Tong Liya and Guli Nazha, and she happily squeezed into the backseat next to Lin Chen.

She was wearing a slim-fitting white knit top today, paired with a short black pleated skirt, revealing a pair of well-proportioned, eye-catching legs.

She had originally wanted to wear high heels with this outfit, but considering her lower body couldn't handle it, she had to switch to a pair of white sneakers.

"Buskers are actually pretty good. We can earn some extra money for a good meal," Lin Chen said, tugging at the collar of his trench coat.

He wore slim black pants and leather shoes on the bottom, a white T-shirt, and a trench coat on top.

Wearing a trench coat in June, Lin Chen felt it was absolutely brainless.

But there was no helping it; before leaving, his three wives had taken turns pressuring him, begging him to wear it. If he didn't wear it, they wouldn't let him leave, so he had to compromise.

Fortunately, the coat was thin, so he didn't break out in heat rash.

Besides, the effect was indeed stylish.

The fangirls in the live stream chat were already spamming comments about "licking the screen" at his looks.

The minivan left the villa area and was originally heading toward the airport, but halfway there, the driver turned the steering wheel, exited the ring road, and headed straight for the city center.

Liu Shishi leaned limply against Lin Chen's shoulder, clapping and giggling: "I knew it! The Production Team isn't kind enough to let us just get on the plane; they definitely have some perverted task to announce."

The car stopped steadily in front of a five-star hotel.

Lin Chen led his three wives out of the car, and under the guidance of the staff, they headed straight for the luxury banquet hall on the eighth floor.

At the entrance of the banquet hall stood a huge display board with the logo of "Divas Hit the Road" and a retouched group photo of the eight members.

In front of the board was a row of chairs, and people were already sitting there.

It was the other four members of the Divas Hit the Road Group, who had arrived even earlier than Lin Chen's family.

"Brother Lin Chen!"

As soon as Lin Chen entered, Song Zuer's eyes lit up, and she charged at him like a little cannonball, crashing firmly into his arms.

The young girl was dressed lightly, her seventeen-year-old youthful body pressed tightly against Lin Chen.

In this day and age, nutrition is good, and the little girl's figure was well-developed in all the right places; the soft sensation made Lin Chen's heart flutter.

Liu Shishi, Tong Liya, and Guli Nazha rolled their eyes from the side.

This little girl was too bold; she dared to openly flirt with Lin Chen right in front of them, acting as if they were invisible!

"Teacher Lin is here!"

"Yaya!"

"Good morning, Sister Dandan!"

"Leizi, you've put on weight again!"

The eight people greeted each other noisily and found their own seats.

As soon as Lin Chen sat down, he glanced at the empty rows of chairs in front of the stage and frowned, asking: "What kind of setup is this?"

Lei Jiayin shook his leg and replied: "Looking at this formation, it's probably a press conference."

Song Dandan nodded in agreement: "Exactly. We didn't hold a press conference before the show started. The first episode's edited version is airing in prime time on satellite TV tonight, so they're probably bringing us here to build hype."

Once they heard it was a press conference, the group immediately lost interest.

Everyone present, except for Lin Chen, who was an outsider, had attended hundreds of these perfunctory press conferences and was already sick of them.

The members of the Divas Hit the Road Group chatted on stage for a while.

By ten-thirty in the morning, media reporters began to stream in.

The turnout was significant; looking out, there was a sea of people, at least three hundred of them.

The chairs originally prepared by the hotel weren't nearly enough, and the staff had to rush to other halls to find reinforcements.

Just looking at the posture of these paparazzi and reporters, one could tell how explosive "Divas Hit the Road" had become.

Although the show hadn't officially aired on TV yet, and the ratings were still an unknown, the online streaming results had already blown up.

With tens of millions of concurrent viewers and high topicality, this variety show was already a phenomenal hit this year.

The premiere on satellite TV tonight was bound to break records.

The Executive Director of the Production Team stepped in as the host, took the microphone, bowed to the media colleagues, and began reciting the usual empty, bureaucratic nonsense.

The reporters below were indifferent; some were looking down at their phones, others were whispering to each other.

Everyone was an old fox; who wanted to listen to such diplomatic talk?

The Executive Director was sensible enough; after rattling off a few formalities, he quickly got to the point and announced the Q&A session.

The reporters below were instantly energized, aiming their cameras and microphones at the stage. This was the main event.

There were eight members of the Divas Hit the Road Group in total, but the reporters' firepower was almost entirely focused on Lin Chen's family of four.

The other four guests were occasionally mentioned, but their presence was pitifully low.

There was no helping it; Lin Chen's family were walking traffic magnets.

The three famous wives were all beautiful, and Lin Chen himself was currently a top-tier celebrity.

Not to mention their scandalous "one husband, five wives" setup—even the most experienced reporters found this gossip fresh and exciting.

"May I ask Yaya, who do you listen to regarding big and small matters at home?"

A female reporter holding a microphone asked with a smile.

Tong Liya turned her head and looked at Lin Chen, who was sandwiched between Liu Shishi and Guli Nazha.

Lin Chen sat steadily, his expression calm.

Tong Liya curled her red lips and giggled: "Does that even need to be asked? Of course, we listen to my husband. In our house, my husband's word is law."

"Teacher Lin's family discipline is quite strict; I can definitely testify to that!" Leizi chimed in from the side, playing the fool with a serious face.

"Hahahaha!" The whole room burst into laughter. Tong Liya covered her mouth and giggled, making a tapping gesture toward Leizi with her microphone.

The female reporter wouldn't let it go and continued to press: "What if Teacher Lin is out and not at home? Among the five of you sisters, who makes the calls?"

Hearing this, the smile on Tong Liya's face paused slightly.

She actually wanted to take this opportunity to announce that she was the first wife in front of the entire live-streaming audience.

But the thought was extinguished as soon as it appeared.

Not to mention that Yang Mi's status as the true queen was deeply rooted in her heart, even if she dared to usurp the throne in public, the moment Yang Mi saw the live stream, she would definitely be furious enough to come over with a knife to clean house.

But she didn't want to boost anyone else's ego either.

So Tong Liya rolled her eyes and kicked the ball to Lin Chen, asking coquettishly: "Husband, who do you think we should listen to normally?"

The eyes of the entire room turned to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen changed his sitting posture, scanned the audience with calm eyes, pointed casually at the female reporter who asked the question, and said indifferently:

"I think it would be good for you to listen to her opinions more often. This woman is full of bad ideas; she'd definitely be able to hold down the fort as the queen."

"Hahahaha!"

The banquet hall erupted with laughter that nearly blew the roof off.

The female reporter who asked the question also blushed and joined in the laughter.

"Nazar, do you have any plans to get pregnant recently?"

"We are already working hard. If there is good news, we will definitely share it with everyone immediately."

"Shishi, among the five sisters, who are you closest to?"

"Everyone is equally close; we are a family and have long since stopped distinguishing between us. Husband, I think this sister is also very suitable to be the first wife; her questions are even worse."

Although the previous questions were gossipy, the atmosphere was still relaxed and pleasant.

Just when everyone thought the press conference was about to end in laughter, a male reporter wearing black-rimmed glasses stood up, grabbed the microphone, and stared sharply at Lin Chen:

"Mr. Lin Chen, the famous music critic Zhang Jiang publicly called you out on Weibo last night, saying that you lack artistic ethics and do not know how to respect the audience. What is your response to this?"

As soon as this question was thrown out, the noisy venue fell into instant silence.

The expressions of the Divas Hit the Road Group members changed slightly, but the reporters below had excited gleams in their eyes.

The previous questions were at most appetizers; this was the real main event!

If Lin Chen gave even one careless answer, tomorrow's headlines would be dominated by a massive conflict.

Reporters fear nothing more than things not escalating; without conflict, where would they make money from traffic?

The three women on stage—Liu Shishi, Tong Liya, and Guli Nazha—had their faces darken instantly, brows furrowed, and they looked at Lin Chen with worry, afraid he would fall into the reporter's trap.

Lin Chen, however, looked indifferent and asked lightly: "When did this happen?"

The bespectacled man pushed up his glasses: "Teacher Zhang Jiang posted a long article last night at ten o'clock, and this Weibo post has already reached fourth place on the trending list."

Lin Chen said "Oh," with no joy or anger in his tone: "Then which eye of his saw that I don't respect the audience and lack artistic ethics?"

The bespectacled man took out his phone and read with dramatic flair: "Let me read a passage from Teacher Zhang Jiang's original text for everyone. 'I occasionally stumbled upon a video of the artist with the surname Shen performing at the Deyun Society. Not to mention the skill of his Crosstalk, just looking at his arrogant and ignorant stage presence was an eye-opener.'"

"'Are artists nowadays this arrogant? After finishing the performance, he didn't bow, didn't give thanks, completely ignored the feelings of the audience below, and just walked away after patting his butt? You call this personality? You call this stylish?'"

"'Maybe he thinks this demeanor is cool. But in my opinion, this is vulgarity and lack of upbringing in his bones. I advise such traffic artists to read more books and wash their brains; don't mistake a lack of quality for personality.'"

"'The audience is your bread and butter. Without the tolerance of the audience, what do you have left? Only those trashy scandals and bottomless hype.'"

As soon as the bespectacled man finished speaking, there was an uproar below.

Zhang Jiang's long article used vicious words, and every word was heart-piercing.

Half of the reporters present hadn't eaten this melon yet and were listening with great interest.

The faces of Liu Shishi and the other two women were as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The man they loved to the bone, the husband they worshipped like a god, was actually being pointed at and scolded by a clown?

This was truly outrageous!

As the person involved, Lin Chen remained as steady as Mount Tai, not even twitching an eyebrow, just nodding calmly to signal for the bespectacled man to continue.