After I Transmigrated into the Novel, I made the Heroine Fall for Me - Chapter 77

#Fang Qingying Disappoints Fans!#

#Official Fan Club Kicks Out Members!#

#Fang Qingying’s Fans Stir Up Trouble!#

#In My Lifetime, I Regret Being Fang Qingying’s Fan!#

#Why Should We Apologize to Fang Qingying for What We Did Wrong?#

Wu Meng looked at the other trending hashtags and felt utterly exhausted. As expected, these unnecessary incidents had still occurred. She quickly sent a message to Shen Lixie, asking how they should handle it.

Just that morning, all the trending topics had been favorable to Fang Qingying, but by the afternoon, it was as if the tables had turned completely once again, Fang Qingying was being bombarded with overwhelming criticism.

Before long, Wu Meng received Shen Lixie’s next steps, which put her somewhat at ease.

Little Marshmallow privately messaged her, and Wu Meng shared part of the plan, instructing her to save all the screenshots of members being kicked out of fan groups and wait for Shen Lixie’s next move.

“Got it,” Little Marshmallow replied before carrying out Wu Meng’s instructions.

Wu Meng watched the trending topics on Weibo, silently waiting.

While Weibo was in an uproar, Fang Qingying herself remained diligently focused on filming.

In the plum garden, the red blossoms were in full bloom.

A young woman in a pale green dress wandered alone through the snow, seemingly searching for something.

Her brows were tightly furrowed as she scanned the vast expanse of white, yet she still couldn’t find the jade pendant she had lost.

Her cotton boots left one footprint after another in the snow.

Then, a gentle breeze rustled through the red plum blossoms, causing the leaves to whisper softly.

The girl suddenly turned around and saw a woman lazily leaning against the trunk of a plum tree, her fiery red dress cascading down like flowing flames.

Her eyes widened slightly there, in the woman’s slender, delicate fingers, was the very jade pendant she had lost.

The pendant was carved into a red koi, its body curved like a crescent moon as if swimming freely through water.

The vibrant red of the pendant made the woman’s fingers appear even more porcelain-white, as if compared to her hand, the jade itself seemed flawed.

“Who are you?” the girl asked, tilting her head up to look at the woman. Her soft, sweet voice carried a hint of coquettishness, and despite her accusatory tone, there was no intimidation in it.

“Me?” The woman paused her fingers, pocketing the pendant before pointing at herself with amusement. “I am the spirit of the red plum blossoms, a demon, you see? I specialize in catching tender little girls like you to eat.”

As she spoke, a mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. Watching the girl beneath the tree recoil in fear, she smirked playfully.

“Ah?” The girl paled and stumbled back several steps before stopping, gripping the hem of her dress tightly. “Mother told me there are no demons in the plum garden! Don’t lie to me!”

If there were demons, given her current abilities, she would have been captured and eaten long ago.

If there were demons, those around her would never have allowed her to wander the plum garden alone.

If there were demons, surely they would look the part.

The girl stole another glance at the woman in the tree, her cheeks flushing pink.

She was so beautiful.

Even more beautiful than her own lovely mother.

Noticing the girl’s furtive gaze, the woman chuckled softly before speaking in a tone reminiscent of a flirtatious rogue teasing a maiden.

“Hey, little girl, were you just peeking at me? How did it feel? Did your heart race, afraid you couldn’t bear the longing for me?”

The young girl froze for a moment, her ears turning red. Then she planted her hands on her hips and retorted, “Ugh, you’re shameless!”

The woman gazed at the girl for a long while before flipping down from the tree, her crimson skirt fluttering like a phoenix emerging from flames.

Taking advantage of her height, the woman closed in on her, lifting the girl’s delicate chin with slender fingers.

She said, “A little green plum, one bite and your teeth ache with its tartness.”

How had they ended up tying this young girl to her?

Blushing furiously, the girl swatted away the woman’s mischievous hand and glared at her indignantly. “You give me back my jade pendant!”

She had initially meant to say that she was the green plum. But under the woman’s piercing gaze, the words stuck in her throat, leaving her tongue-tied.

If the other was the green plum, then what did that make her? Not even a plum?

“Little girl, do you know the purpose of this jade pendant?” The woman glanced down at the reddened back of her hand, her tone slightly cold.

“I do. It’s meant to help me recognize my destined partner,” the girl replied, her youthful face betraying a hint of yearning.

“Oh? You don’t resent being bound by fate?”

“If that person is good, what’s wrong with being bound?”

“Tch.”

The woman scoffed, taking the girl’s hand and placing the jade pendant in her palm. Then, her slender frame encircled the girl in an embrace.

Tilting the girl’s chin up, she leaned down.

A quick peck on the lips.

“Just leaving a mark for now.”

The girl felt the warmth on her lips, and blood rushed to her head, her face burning as if about to burst into flames.

The woman’s movements were too swift for her to react.

By the time the girl realized what had just happened, the woman had already vanished.

Covering her lips with her fingers, the girl’s cheeks flushed crimson, radiating heat.

“She, how could she do that?”

Stamping her foot in bashful frustration, the girl bit her lip and whispered, “What a rogue!”

Just then, a maid’s voice called from afar.

“Young Mistress, where are you?”

The girl fastened the jade pendant back at her waist and waved toward the approaching figure.

“Cut!”

Director Xu clapped the slate.

“Congratulations, that’s a wrap!”

The ‘young girl’ standing in the ‘snow’ immediately stepped out upon hearing the director’s voice and hurried over to Gao Tian to bask in the breeze of the electric fan.

“Sis Ying, have some water.” Gao Tian handed a cup to the ‘young girl.’

Indeed, the actress playing the ‘young girl’ was Fang Qingying, while the ‘woman’ from earlier was Gu Shengxiao.

“I’m roasting alive.” Fang Qingying slumped into a chair, reveling in the fan’s cool relief.

Despite the ‘snowy’ setting, it was anything but real snow.

And to achieve the winter effect, their costumes were layered thickly today. Thankfully, the fabric was light, or Fang Qingying would’ve been in tears from the heat by the end of the shoot.

“Sis Ying, are you okay?” Gao Tian asked, concerned as she watched Fang Qingying suffer in the heat.

“I’m fine, just a little overheated.” Fang Qingying tugged at her heavy costume, feeling both stifled and exhausted.

Gao Tian offered the cup again. “Then have some water to cool down?”

After Fang Qingying had rested enough, Gao Tian handed her the phone and said, “Ying-jie, take a look at the trending topics on Weibo. Someone seems to be stirring the pot. Brother Xie is handling it and asked me to tell you not to take any of this to heart.”

Actually, Shen Lixie hadn’t wanted Fang Qingying to know about these things at all. But after some thought, he realized it might be worse if she found out on her own.

That’s why Shen Lixie had instructed Gao Tian to find an opportunity to inform her just to let her know, not to actually have her read any of the comments.

“Huh? Can I take a look?” Fang Qingying blinked drowsily, deftly unlocking the screen and opening the Weibo app.

Then, in the next second, her phone was in Gao Tian’s hands.

Fang Qingying: “???”

Little question mark, do you have many friends?

“What are you doing?” Fang Qingying asked, puzzled.

Gao Tian hesitated, stuffing the phone into her pocket. “Well! Ying-jie, Brother Xie said not to let you see the content on Weibo.”

He was afraid that if you saw it, you’d get upset again.

Fang Qingying pouted. “Give it here. My mental resilience isn’t that weak.”

Gao Tian’s face was full of disbelief. She even cautiously took a step back, trying to keep her distance in case Fang Qingying snatched the phone back.

Fang Qingying sighed and emphasized, “I’m serious. My mental resilience really is fine.”

She wasn’t the original owner, she wasn’t that fragile.

She just wanted to see what exactly was being said about her on Weibo’s trending topics, that’s all.

“Are you sure?” Gao Tian glanced down at the phone, then back at Fang Qingying’s determined expression.

“I’m your boss. Hand it over! Or would you prefer to switch to managing another artist?” Fang Qingying thought for a moment, then extended her hand threateningly.

Think you can outsmart me? Not a chance.

Gao Tian: “You’re such a clever little devil.” To actually threaten her with switching artists, she was definitely falling for this trick!

As for Shen Lixie, she’d have an excuse ready. Of course, she’d still keep a close eye on Fang Qingying’s mood. If she noticed anything off, she’d call emergency services immediately!

Reluctantly, Gao Tian handed the phone back to Fang Qingying, double-checking, “Ying-jie, are you really sure you’re okay?”

Her eyes were filled with doubt and unease, worried that Fang Qingying was just bluffing. Her fingers clutched the hem of her shirt tightly, her entire body tense as she stared at Fang Qingying unblinkingly.

Every movement Fang Qingying made caused Gao Tian’s breathing to grow heavier, hoping that her mental resilience truly was as strong as she claimed. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to bear the responsibility.

Compared to Gao Tian’s expression of grim determination, Fang Qingying appeared relaxed and carefree as she scrolled through the trending topics on Weibo, skimming the posts rapidly.

Why was I kicked out of the fan group? After everything I’ve done for Yingying! Just because I posted a message asking them to apologize? This fan group is really disappointing.

You have no right to revoke my fan status. Everything I’ve done was for Yingying. Why is the fan club treating me like an anti-fan and kicking me out?

It’s been so long since this happened, and Yingying still hasn’t said a word. I’m heartbroken. Dropping my fandom, no more love from me.

Hah, is this how Fang Qingying lets her fan club bully fans?

“Why didn’t you come out and speak up for us? Did I misjudge you?”

These comments flooded her Weibo account and private messages the most.

Fang Qingying pursed her lips and turned to Gao Tian, asking, “What’s going on here?”

The original owner had never been involved in fan club matters, so she had no idea what was happening. Yet, for some reason, reading those comments made Fang Qingying feel a surge of anger.

“Ying-jie, someone is stirring up drama online. Brother Xie and the fan club are handling it,” Gao Tian sighed, giving a brief explanation of the situation. “This is exactly why Brother Xie didn’t want you to see it.”

Fang Qingying nodded and asked, “If I post something, will it interfere with Brother Xie’s plans?”

“Wait! Ying-jie, what are you planning to post?” Gao Tian asked, her face filled with alarm.

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