Overnight, Su Qian’s Weibo followers shot past the ten-million mark.
A wealthy heiress like her had never really appeared on the internet before. She had no works, no fanbase, and no online influence. Compared to a top-tier celebrity like Su Muyao, she was practically a nobody.
But really—who would say no to free money?
She was giving away 100,000 yuan to each of a hundred people. One casual giveaway from the young heiress was worth a full ten million yuan.
Who wouldn’t want to cash in on that?
As a result, Su Qian’s comment section became livelier than the Lunar New Year.
Fans of Su Muyao and Ji Yuhan flooded in to insult her, accusing her of deliberately targeting their idols.
But before long, the gossip-loving netizens fought back.
[Come on. One’s a cheating scumbag, the other’s a mistress. Isn’t it normal for the young miss to dislike them?]
[How is this “targeting”? Are you just mad because you aren’t eligible for the giveaway?]
[There’s still time to quit the fandom. I already saw some of your biggest fan accounts writing farewell essays.]
The moment those comments appeared, however, countless fans swarmed in to defend their favorite stars.
Even more people, though, were ordinary bystanders who had never cared about celebrity fandoms.
The heiress of the Su Corporation was giving away ten million yuan!
Many people who didn’t even use Weibo created new accounts just to follow Su Qian, hoping they’d get lucky when the winners were announced.
Her name quickly climbed onto Weibo’s trending list. Many entertainment bloggers claimed she was spending ten million yuan simply to make her fiancé, Ji Yuhan, look bad.
Su Qian couldn’t care less.
But Ji Yuhan, lying in his hospital room, saw it.
He had just finished his examination, and the doctor had cleared him for discharge. Sitting in the backseat of a luxury car, he looked down at the tablet in his hands.
The headline read:
“Su Corporation Heiress Su Qian Splurges Ten Million on Weibo, Suspected Attempt to Win Back Fiancé Ji Yuhan.”
His eyes lowered slightly, his brows faintly furrowed. With his left hand, he slowly rolled the jade prayer beads between his fingers, his thin lips pressed into a line.
“Su… Qian…”
He slowly forced the two words out through clenched teeth, his voice icy.
This woman…
Very good.
Ever since she had gone crazy at the banquet that night, she had been making one outrageous move after another.
Ji Yuhan could see through her at a glance.
Heh.
She had tampered with the crystal chandelier in an attempt to kill Muyao, but her scheme had failed. Then she saw him and Muyao embracing and completely lost control.
She thought that by acting crazy and doing shocking things, she could attract his attention.
That whole “beautiful mental state” act?
Just a cheap trick to make herself seem different from everyone else.
Stupid woman.
Did she really think he would fall for that?
All she was doing was pushing him farther away.
She had already thrown away her reputation as a noble socialite, yet she still dreamed that he would marry her?
Absolutely foolish.
At the thought, a mocking smile tugged at Ji Yuhan’s lips as his fingers pressed lightly against the prayer beads.
Since childhood, he had been the sole heir of the prestigious Ji family. Because his birth chart was said to be blessed by Buddha, he had become the lay disciple of an enlightened monk and spent years living a disciplined, almost monastic life, untouched by worldly romance.
Given his status, countless women had pursued him. After entering the entertainment industry, even more admirers had thrown themselves at him.
Compared to them, a vulgar, crazy woman like Su Qian wasn’t even worth mentioning.
And now she wanted to threaten him?
Putting on an act online, pretending she didn’t care about her reputation, all so he would spare her a little more attention?
Ji Yuhan smiled coldly and said to the manager sitting in the front passenger seat,
“Weren’t there several interview invitations? Pick one.”
It was about time Su Qian learned where the line was.
His manager stared at him in shock and hurriedly tried to persuade him.
“Brother Han, right now all the media are focused on Su Qian. Look…”
Ji Yuhan calmly continued turning his prayer beads.
“She’s already made such a scene. Am I not allowed to come forward and clarify things?”
The manager took one look at his expression and knew the decision had already been made.
“Alright. I’ll contact the media now. This afternoon, then?”
Ji Yuhan said nothing.
He placed the iPad aside and looked coldly out the window.
Su Qian.
He was going to make this woman understand that manipulating him was not so easy.
…
That very day, the hashtag #JiYuhanFirstPublicAppearanceAfterInjury exploded across the internet.
A well-known entertainment account secured an interview with him. Filmed inside the Ji family’s mansion, Ji Yuhan looked slightly pale but otherwise composed, appearing to have recovered well.
“Recently there have been many rumors surrounding you and Miss Su Qian. What are your thoughts?” the reporter asked.
Ji Yuhan lowered his eyes, slowly turning his emerald-green prayer beads.
“I’ve been recovering from my injuries lately and haven’t paid much attention to the rumors outside.”
“Miss Su Qian has recently started livestreaming and talked about some things concerning you. Yesterday she also launched a giveaway. Let me show you—”
This time, Ji Yuhan interrupted him.
“No need.”
He said calmly,
“I’ve never paid attention to these kinds of tricks meant to attract attention.”
“So you’re saying that Miss Su Qian’s recent actions are all to draw your attention?” the reporter followed up. “Then what about the rumors regarding your engagement?”
Faced with the question, Ji Yuhan looked down at the prayer beads in his hand, his expression indifferent.
“The Ji family has always been evaluating the situation—both her and the Su family behind her.”
“And what about you? How do you feel about Miss Su Qian personally?”
Ji Yuhan looked directly into the camera.
“I don’t like people who are too noisy,” he said. “And I don’t think everyone should waste too much attention on irrelevant people.”
“What are your plans moving forward?”
“The dating reality show Heartbeat Star will begin filming soon. The production team will use a live broadcast format. If you’re interested, please support it. Thank you.”
The reporter smiled knowingly.
“Will a certain female lead that everyone’s paying attention to also be appearing on the show?”
Ji Yuhan’s lips curved into a faint smile.
“You won’t be disappointed.”
Every word of that interview seemed aimed directly at Su Qian.
When Su Muyao’s and Ji Yuhan’s fans saw it, they celebrated as though they had won a great victory. They liked and reposted the interview everywhere before rushing to Su Qian’s comment section to gloat.
[See? Brother Han doesn’t care about you at all. Stop making a fool of yourself!]
[Please support Brother Han’s work and stop interfering with his private life.]
[Hahaha, did you hear that? Brother Han doesn’t like noisy people. He practically called you out by name.]
[Can’t wait to ship Muyao and Brother Han, the real couple. Big sis, just give up already.]
Su Qian happened to be browsing online when she saw the comments.
She burst out laughing.
Randomly opening one of the users’ profiles, she raised an eyebrow.
Oh?
They were following her too.
Su Qian immediately took a screenshot and replied:
[@AAAA_SisterSu_Agricultural_Machinery_Repair: Why are you following me then? Stop begging. I’m definitely not picking you for the giveaway.]
And then?
If there was one thing Su Qian excelled at, it was annoying people.
Licking her ice cream, she tapped a few times on her phone.
She opened the official account for Heartbeat Star, found the post teasing that they had invited a “mysterious heiress,” and reposted it.
[@AAAA_SisterSu_Agricultural_Machinery_Repair: Official announcement—I’m that heiress.]
Weibo exploded once again.
Ji Yuhan had just announced he’d be joining the show…
And Su Qian was one of the guests too!
This was a dating reality show!
What did that mean?
People online immediately began speculating that Ji Yuhan’s interview earlier that day had actually been paving the way for Su Qian.
[Holy crap… I ship it. Does anyone else get it?]
[Wait, is Ji Yuhan actually a tsundere? Saying he doesn’t care while joining the same dating show as the heiress?]
[No way. Does the crown prince of the Ji family really need to promote Su Qian?]
[Go watch Ji Yuhan’s interview again… somehow it’s ridiculously sweet.]
Meanwhile, Su Muyao’s studio, which had been preparing its own official announcement, nearly fainted when they saw the trending topic.
The carefully planned publicity campaign they had arranged together with Ji Media had been completely destroyed by a single Weibo post from Su Qian.