After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 22

The official blog account opened by the production team was instantly flooded with a crowd of onlookers. The official page released a video clip, showcasing what it meant for Gu Shengxiao to ‘accost’ Fang Qingying.

This immediately sent Gu’s fans into a frenzy. It had to be said that in the later stages of the drama, Gu Shengxiao’s character was both fierce and stunning, just one glance from her could make your knees weak.

Originally slated for a summer release, no one expected such an unexpected incident to occur, causing the production to suddenly go viral.

Director Liu seized the opportunity and decided to turn it into a weekly series. With a total of 50 episodes, airing two per week starting in June, the drama would still make it in time for the summer season, which typically begins in July or August.

Thus, Director Liu made the call, knowing it would also generate more hype for the show. After all, who wouldn’t love that?

Once the official blog post was reposted by the two ‘parties involved,’ fans became even more convinced that the whole thing was just forced publicity.

In reality, the two had no connection whatsoever.

This realization came as a relief to many of Gu’s and Fang’s fans.

Their idol didn’t ‘accost’ anyone.
Their idol wasn’t ‘accosted’ by anyone.

And just like that, the uproar that had dominated the trending topics gradually died down.

Seeing the direction of the trending topics on Weibo, Yu Lu finally let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, no major issues had arisen. Being a manager was truly exhausting.

She couldn’t even control her own artist after all, behind the scenes, Gu Shengxiao was the one signing her paychecks.

Whatever the boss said, went.

Yu Lu called Gu Shengxiao, who was finally getting some rest.

“Wahhh! Boss, if you keep giving me these emotional rollercoasters, I’ll just cry in front of you!”

Huddled under her office desk, back against the chair, Yu Lu sobbed quietly.

Thankfully, she had her own private office. Otherwise, if this got out, where would her dignity go?

However, as soon as Gu Shengxiao picked up the call and heard the crying, she frowned and mercilessly hung up.

“Tch, crying like a child at your age,” Gu Shengxiao muttered irritably after ending the call.

Xiao Lin, with sharp ears, leaned in and asked, “Shengxiao-jie, did Yu Lu-jie have something important?”

“Nothing. Just keep an eye out for any calls from Fang Qingying for me,” Gu Shengxiao replied, fiddling with her phone before handing it to Xiao Lin with the instruction.

If nothing else, she was still curious about what Fang Qingying had wanted to say to her in the middle of the night so much so that she still hadn’t sent any messages.

Could it be that Fang Qingying had no idea about the trending topic at all?

The thought left Gu Shengxiao feeling somewhat defeated. She had hoped this would make Fang Qingying notice her uniqueness. Instead, it amounted to nothing.

Just then, Director Liu called Gu Shengxiao over to film the next scene. Reluctantly, she took one last glance at her phone before heading over.

On the other end, Yu Lu was left stunned by the abrupt hang-up. Never before had she been cut off mid-sentence by Gu Shengxiao.

Biting her handkerchief metaphorically, Yu Lu couldn’t help but wonder, Am I no longer your beloved manager? Are you planning to replace me?

“Wuwuwu, is she feeling particularly heartbroken right now?”

“Payment received: one million yuan.”

The sudden robotic female voice made Yu Lu shudder. The sound effect was eerily similar to the payment notification tone she had set for fun during her idle moments.

She opened the payment app and saw a new transfer record in the message box of her chat interface with Gu Shengxiao.

Yu Lu blinked, wiped away her tears, and took a deep breath. Alright then, she was back in the game.

Ying ying ying~ She truly was Gu Shengxiao’s most cherished manager, none of those other little vixens could compare to her.

She loved money, and money loved her.

Shedding her earlier image of a tearful, defeated softie, Yu Lu transformed into a workaholic, instantly earning gasps of “devil” from her subordinates.

When she got into work mode, as long as it didn’t involve picking up Gu Shengxiao, she could pull all-nighters without hesitation.

Of course, her team would have to follow suit.

Even though the overtime pay was generous, no one could keep up with Yu Lu when she went into overdrive.

Meanwhile, Fang Qingying, the one someone was pining for, was leisurely enjoying a spa day with her mother.

The premium spa’s full-service treatment was pure bliss so blissful that Fang Qingying completely forgot about her intention to explain things to Gu Shengxiao.

Most of the matters Shen Lixie handled were things he didn’t want Fang Qingying to know, afraid they might trigger her fragile heart and lead to further complications.

Fang Qingying and her mother, dressed in matching outfits, flaunted their way through high-end malls, splurging without restraint.

As the saying goes, shopping is a woman’s greatest joy.

It wasn’t until 5 p.m. that Fang’s mother remembered it was time to head home for dinner. She stood up and instructed the staff to pack all the clothes they had tried on.

Walking side by side, the mother-daughter duo looked more like sisters, turning heads wherever they went.

Unbeknownst to Fang Qingying, however, drama was unfolding on social media. Oblivious to her own celebrity status, she strolled boldly through the mall and even swaggered down the streets.

That evening, several new hashtags quietly crept onto the trending list:

#Fang Qingying spotted shopping and strolling with a woman suspected to be her sister#

#Fang Qingying’s wealthy background confirmed#

When Fang’s father saw the matching outfits his wife and daughter were wearing, his expression darkened as he stared at them without a word.

“Dad? You’re off work already?” Fang Qingying was surprised to see her father sitting in the living room.

Normally, a diligent CEO like him wouldn’t leave work early, let alone on time.

“Hmph.” Fang’s father snorted coldly, his gaze lingering on their matching outfits with a hint of jealousy.

Who did he leave work early for, if not his darling princess? Yet here she was, whisking his beloved wife away for a mother-daughter fashion moment without including him.

“Honestly, if you want in, just say so. That stern face of yours might scare your daughter,” Fang’s mother teased, thoroughly amused.

Had she not known her husband so well, she might have mistaken his attitude for nitpicking. But this was the same proud, tsundere demeanor he’d had when courting her.

“I’ve got you covered, Dad! Look!” Fang Qingying reached into one of her shopping bags and pulled out a men’s version of the matching set.

Fang’s father perked up at her words, and the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily at the sight of the outfit.

“There’s one for big brother too.”

Father Fang’s face immediately darkened.

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