Her Seven Little Bodyguards

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Chapter 777

If that simple instance of Hanson coming down the stairs was posted online, it would probably be the most popular

post on the internet.

The director said smilingly, "Today, we will be filming at a place quite far from here. We're short on time, and we

have an important mission to carry out. We can get more materials to work with if we start filming early."

Hanson nodded. "Let's begin, then."

Director Barnes coughed slightly and reminded him, "President Luke, this is a reality show about couples, so we

can't just interview you alone. Your wife has to be here as well."

Hanson was instantly troubled. He hadn't told Vania about this yet.

What if Vania declined? Hanson would be in an awkward spot by then, wouldn't he?

He couldn't help but clench his fists, feeling a little nervous. "She hasn't woken up yet. I'll go get her."

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Then, he asked Theresa to serve the crew some drinks.

Hanson returned to the master bedroom and said in a gentle tone, "Darling, it's time to get up."

Vania cracked open an eye and glanced at the time, then turned around with her back to Hanson.

She obviously didn't want to get up.

Hanson could only change direction and say to Vania, "Darling, it really is time to get up."

"Darling, wake up…"

After Hanson called her a few times, Vania finally responded. She said in dissatisfaction, "What is it? Why are you

waking me up so early?"

Hanson touched his nose and said truthfully, "I accepted an invitation to film a reality show, and the crew is already

here. We'll be departing in a bit."

"Huh?" Vania immediately perked up. "What reality show?"

Which director was bold enough to invite Hanson to their show?

Hanson touched his nose again as he said guiltily, "It's a reality show about couples. I'm not very sure about the

details, either."

After all, he had arranged for this show overnight, so he still wasn't clear what exactly was going on.

He couldn't help but complain in his mind that Larry was getting worse at his job.

Hanson only told Larry to arrange it immediately, but he never asked Larry to establish a crew.

Now that the recording would be starting so suddenly, he felt like he couldn't quite manage it.

Vania glanced at Hanson and sat up. "Are you saying that I won't be able to reject this show?"

Hanson nodded. Even if she could reject it, he wouldn't agree to it. It was a good chance for them to display their

love for each other in public, so of course he wouldn't give up.

Vania scratched her head. This timing was too much of a hurdle for someone like her, who had difficulties getting

up in the morning.

After quickly changing her clothes and heading downstairs, she made it to the living room to see everyone seated

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on the couch, looking at her.

"Hello, Mrs. Luke."

This greeting was so shocking that Vania hastily waved her hands. "Please don't call me that. After all, it must be

uncomfortable to call me that throughout the entire filming. Just call me by my name."

The crew expressed that they dared not do that. They then exchanged glances, and Silas spoke up in the end. "In

that case, we'll do it like your fans and call you President Greyson."

In comparison, Vania thought that this way of addressing her was more acceptable, so she nodded. "Okay."

Meanwhile, she had no idea the cameras were already rolling.

She yawned without any regard for her reputation.

Hanson sat at the side and took her hand, saying, "It was a little rough last night, so she didn't get enough sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hostess immediately went red in the face.

She was obviously thinking about a particular scenario, and her eyes were filled with embarrassment while she

looked at Vania.

Even the director coughed awkwardly.

Meanwhile, Vania felt that she could no longer hold her head high. Can't I just quit? she thought.

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