Chapter 11: Sister Qing, Truly Fierce

As soon as this word appeared, Si Fuqing's Weibo was immediately swarmed by Lu Yan's angry fans.

【???】

【Has Si Fuqing finally had a mental breakdown and gone crazy?】

【I'm laughing. Si Fuqing, who exactly do you think you're telling to crawl?】

【Si Fuqing, you're just a girl group member who can't sing or dance. What right do you have to be a mentor for a boy group survival show?!】

In just a few minutes, the comments under this Weibo post approached twenty thousand, all of them insults.

Si Fuqing glanced at her rapidly flashing phone, ignored the call from Tianle Media, and typed another Weibo post.

【@Si Fuqing V: Wearing such feminine makeup without a shred of masculinity—I have no interest in your "oppa." Take him away quickly; stop being an eyesore in front of me. If there is any more rumor-mongering, I'll see you in court.】

This single sentence made Lu Yan's fans turn red with rage.

【Who are you calling feminine? Do you even know what's trendy?!】

【Si Fuqing, you actually have the nerve to say such things. Look at the makeup you're wearing yourself. How dare you talk about others?】

【"See you in court"? Do you even have the ability?】

The fans were a chorus of insults, but passersby were just there for the spectacle, and the bigger the commotion, the more they enjoyed watching.

【Si Fuqing is so fierce, I suddenly love her. Are male idols bullying female stars because their fans don't have as much combat power as yours?】

【I could make up a picture like that on a whim. Lu Yan's fans should use their brains. I could say I'm the reincarnation of the Yin Emperor; quick, give me money and I'll make you a high official.】

【To be fair, Lu Yan's makeup really is too feminine. He's far behind Xie Yu.】

【Then let's cast a vote for our individual trainee Xie Yu. An all-around Center position—it's a safe investment.】

The tide of public opinion quickly shifted to the rivalry between Lu Yan and Xie Yu.

Meanwhile, inside the "Youth Youth" training base.

Lu Yan finished reading it through his suppressed anger and took a deep breath. "Mu Ye, is this the method you came up with?"

The program was a closed-loop training session; trainees were not allowed to use mobile phones without permission from the production team.

However, Lu Yan had significant backing, and the production team did not dare to restrict him.

Mu Ye opened his mouth. "Brother Yan, I..."

He had simply followed the company's intentions to make Si Fuqing's reputation suffer more severely, thereby increasing the program's heat and viral index.

After all, in today's fandom culture, people didn't look at anything; a single fabricated image was enough to steer the narrative.

Lu Yan looked at him coldly. "And now? Are you satisfied?"

Although he did have many fans willing to charge into battle for him, he didn't need to show his face; he only needed to hide behind his fans.

But he did not want to see Xie Yu's popularity rise.

The Center position—he could never let that go.

"Bro... Brother Yan." Mu Ye pursed his lips. "I just didn't expect Si Fuqing to actually dare to post on Weibo."

Before the program aired, Si Fuqing had been constantly insulted.

She had been cursed at for an entire month and didn't even dare to join the live streams. Since when did she become so fierce?

Lu Yan sneered. "Even a cornered rabbit will bite. In the future, if you want to set a trap for her, stop using my name. There are so many ways, yet you insist on using the stupidest one."

The other trainees didn't dare to speak.

"Don't worry, Brother Yan." Mu Ye's eyes grew dark. "The second evaluation is the day after tomorrow. As a mentor, she will definitely come. I'll make her look like a fool then."

Lu Yan said indifferently, "As for the company, decide for yourself how to respond."

They, like Si Fuqing, both belonged to Tianle Media.

Mu Ye's body stiffened, and a bead of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Tianle Media hadn't spoken up earlier because they didn't care how much Si Fuqing was insulted.

But when it involved Lu Yan, it was different.

Lu Yan was the superstar Tianle Media was about to launch; there could not be even the slightest mistake.

The trending topic had been suppressed, but it was undeniable that it had caused a slight impact on Lu Yan's public reputation.

He would certainly be punished by Tianle Media.

Mu Ye lowered his head, his fists clenching with an audible creak.

The day after tomorrow, he would definitely make Si Fuqing pay.

***

After posting those two Weibo posts, Si Fuqing went offline and turned off her phone.

She didn't bother checking who did it; such a matter wasn't worth her attention.

On the other side, Feng San handed the collected information to Yu Xiheng.

"Ninth Brother, I checked. The matter is indeed fake. The image was fabricated by someone named Mu Ye from the same company as Miss Si," he said. "It seems it was authorized by the company. If needed, I can find entertainment industry specialists to analyze it immediately."

Feng San had also just realized that Si Fuqing's situation was extremely dire.

With the Zuo family in front and Tianle Media behind, she was caught in a pincer movement—a total dead end.

Yu Xiheng was reading documents and did not look up. "Mhm, and?"

Feng San hesitated before handing over his phone. "Miss Si has already resolved it herself."

Yu Xiheng looked at the word "crawl," his brow twitching slightly, though he showed no extra emotion.

He spoke slowly, "I see."

Feng San breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Ninth Brother, I think Miss Si is actually quite good, aside from the fact that she likes to talk nonsense sometimes. As long as we don't believe her, it's fine."

At least Si Fuqing was easy to get along with—powerful but without an ego, much better than the other socialites in the capital he knew.

Talk nonsense?

Yu Xiheng propped his head up. The tea fragrance drifted before him, settling in his eyes, yet he remained calm and indifferent.

He remembered the night she sparred with him, and he remembered her eyes curving into crescents as she used that beautiful voice to ask him while suppressing a laugh.

—*Do you prefer "Majestic and Grand" or "Tiger-like and Predatory"?*

After listening to those two songs in his spare time, he thought to himself: talking nonsense was secondary; she should instead be charged with the crime of "Great Impertinence."

***

The next day, at the Zuo residence.

The funeral date for Old Master Zuo was set for this weekend.

Dozens of members of the Zuo family were arguing red-faced over the inheritance, but when the lawyer publicly read the will left by Old Master Zuo before his death, the place exploded.

The will stated that all of Yuelan Jewelry under the Zuo Group would be left to Si Fuqing, along with an 8% stake in Jingcheng Real Estate.

Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate were both the core assets of the Zuo Group.

"How can this be?" Madam Zuo could not accept it. "Si Fuqing doesn't even have the surname Zuo! What right does she have to a share? Has the Old Master gone mad?!"

They had thought Old Master Zuo merely doted on Si Fuqing a bit more, but ultimately, he knew what was important.

This was essentially giving away the entire Zuo family!

Zuo Tianfeng's temples throbbed, and his veins bulged.

Suppressing his rage, he took a deep breath. "Call Si Fuqing here. Tell her it's regarding the Old Master."

Zuo Tianfeng's dignity was somewhat wounded; just the day before yesterday, he had told Si Fuqing to get lost, and now he had to call her back.

"If we call her back, will she be willing to let go of these assets?" Madam Zuo trembled with rage. "That little wench is probably dying to have them."

"Give her five million," Zuo Tianfeng waved his hand dismissively. "She's a useless person who wouldn't know how to manage a company anyway. She should be thanking the heavens just to get the money. She's not a member of the Zuo family; what more could she want?"

Five million—Si Fuqing would likely never see such a large sum of money in her entire life.