That night, I received a call from my agent, Nancy.

I was invited to be a guest on a Pet-themed Variety Show, which was not very prestigious.

But for someone who had been unemployed for nearly two months, having work to do was already pretty good. How could I be picky?

Besides, raising a 'son' was expensive. Going on a variety show allowed me to make money and allowed my 'son' to eat to his heart's content.

It was a win-win situation.

Because I was afraid that the production team would change their minds, I couldn't sleep well all night.

The next morning, I took Goldie with me to sign the contract. When Nancy saw Goldie, she frowned and absolutely refused to let me bring it in.

"Cherry Levins, you have been heavily criticized online because of this dog. How dare you bring it out?"

Nancy was my Nancy at university, and I was the first artist she signed after becoming an agent.

And now, I was the only artist on her roster who achieved minor celebrity status.

I blinked my innocent big eyes and asked, "Nancy, this is a Pet-themed Variety Show. Do you want me to be the pet if I don't bring Goldie?"

Nancy choked on her words and imagined a scene where I became a pet, which scared her and made her shake her head instantly.

"Let Goldie as the guest! If you become the pet, I'm afraid you will go everywhere in the whole program group."

"Yes, this is me, with only a face that is still presentable, but my spirit is free." I thought.

The program's producer lit up when he saw Goldie as if he had seen the God of Wealth.

The program had a total of 12 episodes, but they only signed me for 6 episodes.

They wanted to assess the impact of the broadcast before deciding whether to proceed with further signings in the future.

I knew they treated me as a replaceable pawn, but I didn't mind.

Because it was hard for me to find a job now.

"Jobs that are easy to find are often difficult to do." I thought.

In the car, Nancy asked me whether Emerson and I had really broken up.

I hugged Goldie's big furry head and said, "Of course, the 'son' belongs to me; everything else belongs to him; I leave with nothing."

Nancy looked at me as if she were staring at a fool.

"Everything originally belongs to Emerson, what part is yours? You will have to return Goldie sooner or later."

Yes, Goldie was bought by Emerson.

We met at the pet store. We both liked Goldie.

But he was rich and powerful, and I couldn't compete with him.

I could only ask him to let me visit Goldie often.

Fortunately, he still retained some humanity and didn't reject me.

"I won't give Goldie back to him. The 'son' naturally belongs to the mother when a couple separates. It's just common sense."

"And Goldie's father is not well-intentioned. Goldie is so handsome, but he insists on having Goldie neutered. Isn't that crazy?"

Nancy looked at me thoughtfully and said, "I can't say if he is crazy, but you definitely are."

I knew that Nancy was discussing the secret relationship between me and Emerson.

I was actually the one who pursued Emerson when we got together.

After knowing each other for a month, I lost a game at a classmate gathering.

I chose the big adventure.

I had to call a man I had been in contact with recently that time from my address book and confess my feelings to him, asking him to be my boyfriend.

The person I contacted most frequently at that time was Emerson.

I called him, told him I liked him, and asked him to be my boyfriend.

I didn't have a chance to say it was just a joke.

He replied, "Okay."

I still remember when I heard him say okay.

The alcohol wore off in an instant, leaving my heart racing uncontrollably.

Because I was afraid it was a dream, I didn't dare to sleep all night.

That was how we got together.

Because I was afraid, we would break up one day, so I never dared to let others know.

After all, we got together casually.

After spending a considerable amount of time together, I realized that he was sarcastic and candid.

Despite his good looks, a better-than-average figure, decent acting skills, and a wealthy background, he had no advantages at all.

He was not romantic at all, not even compared to Goldie.

So between Goldie and him, I chose Goldie.

Three days later, the first episode officially aired.

The entire program was conducted in the form of live broadcast.

Since the program group couldn't afford big-name celebrities, the first episode only featured me, the relatively unknown idol Dylan Camden, and the recently debuted singer Marquis Simpson.

Because I had been popular recently, a group of haters flooded into the live room as soon as the live broadcast started.

The program group asked us to introduce ourselves.

The first one was Dylan, who playfully greeted the audience through the camera.

"Hello everyone, I am Doodle's 'mom', Dylan Camden. Doodle is an adorable Samoyed. I hope you all like us."

Next was Marquis.

"Hello, everyone; I am Ballo's 'dad', Marquis Simpson. Ballo is a gentle and loyal Border Collie."

It was finally my turn.

"Hello, everyone; I am Goldie's 'mother', Cherry Levins."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the comments in the live broadcast room scrolling rapidly.

[Cherry, you stole the dog so brazenly. You must have a really thick skin, huh?]

[Quickly return Emerson's 'son', we will spare your life]

[Goldie? The name is so tacky, just like its 'mother'.]

I looked at the 64-inch big screen and smiled brightly.

"I don't know if I have a thick skin, but my face is definitely smaller than yours."

"Stealing my 'son' and giving it to someone else, you must be seriously ill. "

"This is the first time I've ever heard someone complain about money being tacky. It almost sounds like you don't value money at all."

I was the first one to argue with the audience during the live broadcast.

The entire production team grew concerned for me, with even Nancy supporting her forehead with one hand and pretending not to notice me.

I didn't indulge the netizens in the first episode and directly argued with them.

The show went viral.

I was trending on the hot search list again.

[Goldie's 'mother' angrily argues with netizens]

[Pet-themed Variety Show Episode 1, Goldie's 'mother' becomes prominent]

[When will Pet-themed Variety Show Episode 2 be aired?]

Nancy wore a worried expression, fearing that I would be terminated.

As a result, the producer laughed happily.

Even being hated could bring fame!

Anyway, as long as it could bring popularity to the show, the production team didn't care how it became popular.

After having a blast with Goldie in the first episode, I eagerly anticipate the opportunity to record the second one.

The original plan was to air the show once a week, but on the fifth day, the production team called and said they were ready to start recording.

This time it was a two-day trip.

Nancy couldn't come with me this time because she had other work.

Before she left, she repeatedly reminded me not to cause any trouble.

I guarantee with Goldie's life that I will behave.

She mimed slicing her throat at Goldie, and in response, Goldie hung its head low, emitting a whimper.

It sounded pitiful.

Looking at the three-story villa before me, I sighed in my heart.

The production team was surprisingly generous this time.

The program started and the producer begins the process.

"Alright, welcome everyone to the live recording of Pet-themed Variety Show Episode 2."

"This time, we will have a two-day-one-night team building activity, where we hope to forge stronger connections and enjoy ourselves."

"This time, we will welcome two new members. Let's applaud and welcome the best actor, Emerson Gough, and his beloved pet."

The venue instantly erupted with enthusiastic applause, and I stood still in disbelief.

It wasn't until I saw Emerson's handsome face before me that I realized this fact.

I didn't dare look at Emerson because I stole his 'son'.

I suddenly felt like I was caught on the spot at the scene.

The netizens in the live broadcast room found that I was a little guilty.

[Listen, I told you Cherry must have taken this dog. Look at her, and she can't even look Emerson in the eye. She's clearly guilty.]

[With her appearance, she really looks guilty.]

[Hey, Cherry stopped arguing with people; she must feel guilty.]

The producer asked Emerson, "Emerson, why did you come to participate in our pet variety show?"

Emerson glanced at the producer with indifference and said, "Wasn't it you who invited me?"

The producer immediately broke into a cold sweat and thought, "But didn't you refuse?"

But he didn't dare to say that.

"Haha~ yes, is this your beloved pet? Can you introduce it to us? "

"Pearlie, sit down now!" Emerson barked at the Husky named Pearlie in a stern tone.

After Pearlie obediently sat down, Emerson spoke again. "Pearlie, one and a half years old, loves to steal things, loves to run away from home, has no merits."

The whole scene seemed to be muted, strangely quiet.

Because Emerson was looking at me when he said this.

But the people in the live broadcast room seemed to have not noticed and were still lively.

Because of Emerson's joining, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room soared to five million at one point.

[Pearlie is indeed as good-looking as its 'dad', the dog raised by Emerson is different, even the name is so down-to-earth.]

[Haha! Loves to steal things, loves to run away from home, how can it be like a little princess!]

[Look, Emerson is a 'daughter' slave?]

Because I dared not look at Emerson, I kept watching the comments in the live broadcast room.

"This group of people is so judgmental, treating people differently based on who they are! My son's 'name' is Goldie, which sounds tacky, and Emerson's 'daughter' is called Pearlie, which is down-to-earth." I thought.