Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 113 Someone's being bullied, please help!

Qiao Xinyun on the other end of the video looked somewhat guilty, and her previous arrogant aura vanished instantly.

"Hehe, don't worry, don't worry, it's already being dealt with. The other side was obviously prepared and launched a series of attacks, getting a step ahead of us. But on the bright side, you've now taken over Shan Meishuang's trending topic spot. Didn't you say before that being infamous is still fame?"

She chuckled and stroked his hair gently: "Besides, if you look at the comments section of Shan Meishuang's heavy sword dance video, the sentiment has already shifted."

As she spoke, Qiao Xinyun tilted her phone screen upwards to show Yan Zhuoyu the scene of her new colleagues in the public relations department working.

Yan Zhuoyu wouldn't get angry with her manager over such a small matter. Seeing that she was still working overtime, she waved her hand and said generously, "You're still working so late. You've worked hard. You must get a raise!"

Qiao Xinyun sat casually in her office chair, waved her hand and smiled, "It's not hard work. The company's benefits have been upgraded across the board, and the salary structure has been adjusted. It's all going up, and even the vacation system has been changed to a two-day weekend. The leave application process is also a one-click process. The efficiency is simply unparalleled."

"That's good."

Yan Zhuoyu hadn't forgotten her former boss's stinginess, and pondered, "However, could Shan Meishuang's sudden attack on me be an attempt to use public opinion to force me to give up the audition opportunity for the female lead by hyping up my relationship with Qin Zhuyue and Director Fu?"

Qiao Xinyun scoffed: "Most likely. But you've really made something of yourself. Shan Meishuang debuted earlier than you, and she's won the Best Actress awards at the Hundred Flowers Awards and the Golden Rooster Awards, and was nominated for Best Supporting Actress at the Hong Kong Film Awards. The fact that she's so worried about you now just proves that your talent has already made her feel threatened, doesn't it?"

As expected of their manager, their thought processes are completely in sync.

On the same track, an enemy's attack is often the best reward.

Yan Zhuoyu frowned slightly. Her words just now had a joking tone, but she knew in her heart that there were still many competitors between her and Shan Meishuang, so this sudden targeting seemed a bit deliberate.

"But why is she targeting me specifically, and not Zhu Xinian?"

After pondering for a moment, Qiao Xinyun analyzed: "I've also considered this point. Shan Meishuang's debut persona was that of a retro Hong Kong style goddess, which attracted the attention of many directors. But her appearance is rather plain, and she relies entirely on top makeup artists to make her look good."

"Later, she had a falling out with her makeup artist, and the quality of her makeup declined. Netizens even questioned whether she had undergone plastic surgery. Then you debuted and quickly rose to prominence in the retro Hong Kong style with strong features, which weakened her presence in this field. Skipping over Zhu Xinian and directly targeting you is probably related to the fact that the two of you have similar styles."

After saying a few words to her in a hurry, Qiao Xinyun continued to work overtime with the public relations department to deal with the trending topics.

And as she said, the sentiment in the comments section has begun to shift.

[Doesn't anyone see something's wrong? Shan Meishuang often preaches dieting and weight loss, weighs less than 100 pounds, and has no muscle at all. How come this heavy sword, weighing over four pounds, looks like a little toy in her hands?]

[Now that you mention it, it does seem pretty fake. The camera was so close, and the blogger even commented that it was filmed secretly. Someone with severe nearsightedness couldn't possibly miss it.]

[Upstairs, you're being presumptuous! We're nearsighted, not blind!]

[Um, I have a question. Is this blister a normal blister? At 1 minute and 20 seconds, the knife handle ran over it, but the blister didn't budge. Instead, it rubbed off some powder, and there was a red mark on the handle? [Image]]

Faced with a barrage of questions, the blogger initially tried to respond, but gradually became overwhelmed, with netizens providing screenshots of evidence one after another.

Don't underestimate today's netizens; they all scrutinize videos with a microscope.

Some joked: "Well, that's it. Shan Meishuang has, in a way, proven herself – she can't wield a heavy sword, and her acting is terrible too."

Anyway, I just think this blogger's comments are so sarcastic and insincere. People like to share their daily lives with their fans, and she's being sarcastic and insincere. If there's competition, then compete openly and honestly; no one will say anything. It's this kind of behavior—secretly flaunting that she's different from others—that's what's disgusting.

[Passing by!]

……

At the same time, Qin Zhuyue also made a video call to Yan Zhuoyu.

Yan Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow when she saw the scene on her side, and teased, "Oh, Xiaoyuezi, where are you?"

The KTV room was dimly lit, and the light reflected in the wine glasses on the table, melting with the ice cubes to create a dazzling effect.

After a few days apart, Qin Zhuyue's hair had grown quite a bit, sporting a half-length wolf tail hairstyle. He looked cool and aloof, exuding youthful charm, and blended seamlessly into a group of handsome men of various types.

She was surrounded by women on either side, like a local tyrant, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons as she smiled slyly and beckoned to Yan Zhuoyu with her finger.

"Hahahaha, Miss Yan, I haven't been online for eight hundred years, and the moment I do, I've become your 'sugar daddy'?"

"Beautiful Yan, please call me your big sugar daddy!"

Yan Zhuoyu hadn't changed her clothes when she entered the room. She was still wearing that red and black color-blocked tracksuit, which perfectly outlined her strong and flexible waist and shoulders. Her black hair was braided into boxer braids, and her forehead was smooth with no stray hairs covering it, making her bright and alluring features even more stunning.

Her small, unadorned face, with its arched eyebrows, deep-set eyes, delicate, high nose bridge, and alluring red lips, exudes the charm and allure of a classic Hong Kong film heroine.

She smiled brightly, clasped her hands together in a gesture of respect, and said, "My dear patron~ I've been bullied, please help me out~"

Qin Zhuyue exaggeratedly covered her chest, inwardly sighing.

Even though she was Yan Zhuoyu's friend of many years, she could hardly resist the impact of Yan's beauty when she smiled sweetly.

She quickly dismissed the hostesses in the private room.

"However, I always feel that your features are becoming more and more like your mother's."

Yan Zhuoyu's expression darkened: "Alas, it's a pity that I only inherited my mother's beauty and wisdom, not a bit of her acting skills."

"Relax, talent is important, but hard work is even more essential."

Qin Zhuyue casually offered a word of comfort before explaining her purpose: "Let's get down to business. Yan, my beautiful lady, quickly send me some nice photos together. I need to clarify something."

"This is truly a reversal of the natural order! You were the one supporting me with your husband's money, so how did I end up being your sugar daddy? My walk-in closet is full of the spoils from your shopping sprees with me! Doesn't the internet remember?"

Yan Zhuoyu quickly selected a few group photos and sent them over, while Qin Zhuyue edited the Weibo post and kept rambling on.

"I tolerated it when you called me your gigolo the first time; the second time you escalated to calling me your sugar daddy, and if this keeps up, the third time we'll probably be rumored to be the number one lesbian couple..."

At 5:30, a faint sound of a car engine being turned off came from outside the door, and then a man in a suit and tie stepped into the living room.

His face was stern, still carrying the sharpness and aloofness he displayed at work, his eyes as cold as the north wind. But the moment he saw Yan Zhuoyu, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and his faint weariness vanished.

Pei Weijin casually hung his coat on the hanger and walked towards Yan Zhuoyu.

But after hearing the words "the number one CP in the lesbian community", they paused for a moment.

"Hmm?" he uttered a questioning syllable.