The CEO's Secret Playlist Chapter 2

The day the show premiered.

As soon as I appeared in the live stream.

The whole internet mocked me.

[Attention seeker, saw our Harper joined, so you glued yourself to it too?]

[So what if she joined? Definitely won't be as sweet as our Harper. After all, that couple is publicly recognized as a perfect match.]

I had just invited the cameraman in to install the hidden cameras.

After netizens saw the decor of my house clearly, their tone changed a bit, but not much.

[That painting? Seems like a unique piece? A 9-figure price tag?]

[So she did marry into a wealthy family?]

[Just a business marriage. Her husband must be ugly and frustrating, unlike Harper's husband who is handsome and talented!]

[Just using money to disguise the coldness and loneliness at home.]

My husband wasn't home yet.

Bored, I clicked into Harper's live stream.

The comments were all shipping them as a couple.

Hmm, so envious.

Looking back at my own comments.

I felt a bit stifled.

I opened my phone's chat box and asked:

[How long until you get back?]

Ethan Moore: [Something wrong?]

I glanced at the director team; I couldn't reveal information about the show. It was a genuine live stream of married life.

I was a bit stuck.

I just typed a short reply.

[Nothing.]

I shouldn't have asked!

The comments started a new round of mockery.

[Mhm, I can tell they are a plastic couple.]

[Not just an ordinary plastic couple! Look at that contact name, very official for a plastic couple.]

[Just the full name. I rarely see such contact names among loving couples.]

Me: ...

The previous contact name was a bit unpresentable.

I specially changed it before coming on the show.

Forget it, don't be angry, don't be angry.

According to Ethan's routine, he would be home in less than half an hour.

The netizens' stereotypes would be shattered immediately.

I casually turned on a TV drama, preparing to boost my own view count.

Less than half an hour later.

The light in the entryway turned on.

A man's broad figure stepped in, wrapped in the cold wind from outside.

He casually hung his dark overcoat on the coat rack nearby and loosened his tie with long, distinct fingers.

His gaze swept over, softening instantly.

It wasn't until Ethan walked further in that the hidden camera captured his full face.

Deep-set eyes. When his gaze fell, the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly.

A refined jawline, thin lips pressed lightly together.

His steps were steady, and in his hand, he carried a sweet little cake that completely clashed with his aura.

The comments went crazy instantly:

[Ahhh! She really scored big!]

[No one said you could meet someone this handsome in a business marriage!]

[F*ck, this guy's identity is not ordinary either, he's the Prince of the Capital Circle!]

[Sienna Davis, when you said he was handsome, you were telling the truth?! You really scored big!]

[Even without love! Eating this well is worth it.]

[Thought your family was rich, didn't think they were THIS rich! Girl, how can I get your life script?]