Wen Huan was so absorbed in devouring her meal that she hadn’t noticed her phone, which she had left on the sofa earlier, vibrating incessantly like it had a short circuit.
Now, prompted by Duan Yuanzhou, Wen Huan picked up her phone and casually unlocked it.
But the next moment, upon seeing several “99+” notifications on Little Pink Book, Wen Huan was so shocked she froze.
“Is something wrong?” Pei Jingyi was the first to notice Wen Huan’s reaction and asked.
Wen Huan blinked slowly twice, her mind still reeling, and could only reply for now, “I’m fine…”
Because could she have misread it? The video she had lazily posted today had actually gone viral!
Wen Huan couldn’t quite believe it as she tapped into her profile, confirming that in just the past few hours, her “broke girl makeup” tutorial had already garnered over three million views, 24,000 likes, 11,000 comments, and most importantly, her follower count had surged to 170,000.
And this time, the comments were particularly friendly.
【If my beloved concubine had told me earlier that you look like this without filters, there wouldn’t have been any rift between us.】
【Wuwuwu, the blogger is so beautiful! Even from a death angle close-up, she still managed to stun me!】
【I love the blogger’s broke girl shares so much! Who understands? Students really need affordable yet effective makeup like this. I’m buying it right away!】
【And the blogger lives in a rented apartment too! This small floral curtain, this old-fashioned sponge sofa—it’s exactly like where I live now!】
【The most important thing is the blogger’s casual chatter while doing makeup. It feels like my older sister is right beside me teaching me, with no sense of distance at all.】
【La-la-la, I’m here to submit my homework! Following the blogger’s makeup techniques, I found it super easy to do my everyday office makeup! The blogger doesn’t demand perfect skills like other big makeup artists. Even a clumsy person like me learned it. I’m going to use this makeup tomorrow to wow everyone at work~】
Below was a cheerful selfie of a girl.
Her makeup wasn’t a hundred percent identical to Wen Huan’s, but it was about eighty percent similar.
Seeing that she had actually helped someone, Wen Huan felt a hundred times more satisfied and happy than she did about finally gaining traction.
From this video, Wen Huan finally realized that in the modern online world, down-to-earth authenticity is the key to winning hearts, far more than flashy, empty captions and polished perfection.
Previously, Wen Huan had focused too much on creating an impressive environment, overlooking this point. But now, having stumbled upon this truth by accident, she immediately decided to adjust her approach and precisely target her audience. This way, she could firmly grasp this wave of popularity and avoid fading away like a flash in the pan.
First and foremost, maintaining her current followers was naturally the top priority.
【Thank you all for your support~】
【Yes, a broke girl living in a rented apartment really needs affordable makeup too! All the products in the video were purchased by me and personally tested—they’re hidden gems~】
【To the sweetheart who submitted homework, I hope you have a beautiful and happy day at work~】
Wen Huan’s fingers flew across the screen as she replied briefly. After finishing, she lifted her head triumphantly, ready to show Duan Yuanzhou her achievements and shut him up for looking down on her.
But to her surprise, when she looked up, Duan Yuanzhou was no longer at the table.
Even Pei Chen had been taken by Pei Jingyi to the bathroom to bathe on his own.
Wen Huan looked at Pei Jingyi in confusion and asked, “Honey, what’s going on? Why did Duan Yuanzhou run off like that?”
“He finished his meal and went home,” Pei Jingyi explained, walking over to Wen Huan and leaning down to look at her. “You were so focused on your phone during dinner that you didn’t even notice it had gotten dark.”
Wen Huan realized it was true.
She had been so absorbed in her work that she hadn’t realized it was already 7:30 p.m.
Pei Jingyi helped Wen Huan up from the table and began clearing her dishes. “Did you have something you wanted to tell me?”
“Not for now,” Wen Huan smiled, changing her tone. After her initial burst of excitement faded, she thought it would be better to wait until she had secured a collaboration and earned some money before telling everyone. That way, she could prove herself.
After all, it shouldn’t be long now. With her current popularity, how far could the “golden sponsors” be?
Thinking this, she looked at Pei Jingyi with suppressed excitement, only to notice his expression had turned cold.
He stared at her intently. “Wen Huan, Duan Yuanzhou has had many girlfriends.”
“Huh?” Wen Huan was taken aback, puzzled as to why Pei Jingyi would tell her this. She already knew, after all.
To be precise, it was hardly a secret in the capital that Duan Yuanzhou was a playboy. He naturally carried an air of disrespect toward women, treating them as playthings with his chauvinistic attitude.
It was precisely because of this that Wen Huan marveled at Zuo Rouya’s remarkable influence.
After all, in the book, Zuo Rouya not only taught Pei Jingyi how to love but also taught Duan Yuanzhou respect and understanding.
Wen Huan, as the supporting female character, was simply tired of expressing her admiration.
Because, let alone teaching Duan Yuanzhou, even teaching Pei Jingyi felt exhausting and something she’d rather avoid.
So, after her awakening, Wen Huan gave Pei Jingyi a small spoiler: “Honey, it’s fine. Even a playboy can change his ways.”
“…” Pei Jingyi didn’t respond.
But for some reason, Wen Huan felt his expression grew even colder.
…
Meanwhile, in a private room at an upscale restaurant, the atmosphere between Zuo Rouya and Pei Yi was equally tense.
They had originally planned to have dinner together and discuss their strategy to make Wen Huan step aside, but they unexpectedly stumbled upon Wen Huan’s viral video.
“Did Wen Huan steal my uncle’s money to buy traffic? How could her video have so many views? And what’s with this title, ‘Poor Person’s Sharing’? Isn’t she embarrassing my uncle? As low as 4 yuan—can eyebrow pencils that cheap even be used?” Pei Yi gritted her teeth and complained loudly.
Zuo Rouya’s face was pale with anger. She wished what Pei Yi said were true, but there was no way.
Wen Huan’s comment count, likes, and even saves were all high, clearly not the result of purchased traffic.
And with Pei Jingyi bankrupt, it made perfect sense for Wen Huan to call herself poor.
As for the cheap cosmetics—
Many high-end cosmetics were actually overpriced due to brand markup. They were expensive and often performed poorly, sometimes even inferior to affordable alternatives.
Besides, those on a tight budget had lower expectations. For just four yuan, what more could they ask for?
However, Zuo Rouya kept these thoughts to herself. She simply sighed and agreed with Pei Yi. “Sigh, Wen Huan’s behavior really is embarrassing for Mr. Pei.”
“Exactly! I can’t let her continue like this!” Pei Yi clenched her fist and slammed it on the table, making her decision.
Pei Yi had been a content creator for several years, focusing on videos showcasing her lavish lifestyle as a wealthy socialite.
Her traffic wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t great either. To this day, she had just over 300,000 followers, with her highest video view count barely exceeding four million.
Although Wen Huan hasn’t surpassed her for now, this is only the beginning for Wen Huan—who knows how popular she’ll become next!
Zuo Rouya also doesn’t want Wen Huan to become this popular.
After all, she is the destined woman meant to save Pei Jingyi. If Wen Huan makes money and directly helps Pei Jingyi, what would there be left for her to save?
A shadow flickered in Zuo Rouya’s eyes as she looked at Pei Yi, offering a subtle hint.
“Xiao Yi, Miss Wen’s blogging career has just started. If someone were to suppress her now, wouldn’t she lose confidence…”