Got a Happy Ending With My Ex’s Sister? (GL) - Chapter 19: Hot Search

Chapter 19: Hot Search

At this moment, the top trending topic on Weibo was #ShiHuanPosts# followed by an angry emoji. Clicking into it led to Shi Huan’s account, which had been hacked and gained five million followers. Ten minutes ago, she posted a Weibo.

Shi Huan V: “Where do I wake from wine tonight? It should be a fine moment and beautiful scene, a thousand kinds of charm, I only want to share with you alone.”

The post included a nine-square grid of photos, all showing drunken scenes: Tang Yiqiu with a cold face, frowning, or slumped over a chair.

No matter the angle, it looked like someone very close to her took the photos. Combined with that “flirty” caption, the fans went wild. Of course, those crazed fans could never imagine that those words were actually said by Tang Yiqiu to them.

[Shi Huan, your mom’s dead, and you’re talking about waking from wine? Why don’t you drink yourself to death? You’re desperate for fame, aren’t you? Your pathetic fans, get lost! Your idol’s dead! Cremated, blown away by the wind, nothing left!]

[Stinking wild chicken, my Tang isn’t someone you can get close to! Get lost! A thousand kinds of charm? I see you’re just a slut. You’re not even fit to carry my Tang’s shoes! Delete it now, you stinking idiot!]

[Isn’t this something Tang Yiqiu herself would post to her fans? If Shi Huan was really trying to ride her coattails, the caption wouldn’t sound like it’s interacting with fans, right?]

[The one above, has Shi Huan eaten your brain? She wrote it like that on purpose to leech off my Tang’s popularity! @TangYiqiuStudio, send a lawyer’s letter! Slap this wild chicken’s face! Beat her down!]

[Maybe it’s not the right time to say this, but am I the only one shipping ‘ice-cold veteran actress x scandal-ridden flirty star’? Why do these rewritten poem lines give me such vivid images? Suddenly, I’m so sweet on this I can’t handle it!]

All kinds of comments poured in. Soon, Tang Yiqiu’s name also climbed the hot search list, right below Shi Huan’s. A top actress and a scandal-prone vase paired together looked ridiculous and mocking, like the year’s dumbest joke fighting for attention.

“What do we do?” Chang Qing scrambled up, completely stunned. She’d been with Tang Yiqiu for three or four years and seen plenty of big and small incidents, but nothing like this. This was on track to crash the entire internet!

Tang Yiqiu was calmer than her. “Let Ye Rong handle it.”

Chang Qing wailed, “She’s going to yell at us to death.”

“Just tell the truth. Say I posted it by mistake.”

Shi Huan, standing nearby, was in a daze. She’d dreamed of trending with Tang Yiqiu, but not like this. Worried, she asked, “Teacher Tang, will this affect you?”

“Aren’t you worried about yourself?” Tang Yiqiu looked up at her.

“Me? I’m used to being trashed. I’m immune by now.” Shi Huan gave a carefree smile, but when she saw Tang Yiqiu’s expression turn complicated, she quickly dropped the grin and put on a scared look.

She whispered, “Ugh, my agent’s probably going to scream at me to death.” Noticing Tang Yiqiu’s gaze deepen, she hurriedly added a sob, “I’m done for. What do I do, Teacher Tang?”

Tang Yiqiu looked away. “Ye Rong will handle this well. She’ll contact your agent and make sure you don’t take the blame.”

Shi Huan nodded, thinking to herself that she’d happily take the blame. Just the thought that Tang Yiqiu had posted something on her Weibo—and such a super flirty caption—made her feel like getting trashed by netizens was worth it.

“Shi Huan.” Tang Yiqiu suddenly furrowed her brow, her tone heavier. “Don’t overthink this. Wait for your agent’s news.”

“Huh? Okay.” Shi Huan took back her phone, which felt warm from being held tightly. The screen was still on her Weibo homepage. The post, only half an hour old, already had over 100,000 reposts and comments. You could imagine how massive the impact was.

As she was thinking, Ye Rong called. She started by shouting Shi Huan’s full name, clearly furious. “Tang Yiqiu, did you post on the wrong Weibo on purpose? I bet you just don’t want me to sign…”

Before she could finish, Tang Yiqiu hung up. She looked at Shi Huan again. “Go back for now. I’ll call you after I discuss with Ye Rong.”

“Just now, Ye Rong said…”

“Go back.”

“Alright.” Shi Huan nodded obediently and walked to the door.

Wen Jing rushed over from the other lounge, panting. “Huanhuan, Sister Li called and said to pick up her call. The stuff online…”

Seeing Tang Yiqiu, she swallowed the rest of her words and looked at Shi Huan with worry. Shi Huan said it was fine and told Tang Yiqiu, “Then, I’m leaving. Call me if anything comes up.”

Tang Yiqiu, with her back to her, seemed to be calling Ye Rong.

Shi Huan left with Wen Jing. Once out of the lounge, Wen Jing dared to ask what happened. “Huanhuan, was today’s Weibo posted by Teacher Tang using your phone? But how could she post it wrong? Her fans will definitely think you’re trying to ride her coattails.”

“Let’s go back first.” Shi Huan lowered her voice and pulled her hat down. With this big mess, everyone in the crew probably knew. She was just afraid some anonymous account would leak that they saw her coming out of Tang Yiqiu’s lounge.

Once the nanny van safely left the set, Shi Huan asked, “Did Sister Li say anything to you?”

“Not much, just told me to find you. She sounded really anxious.” Wen Jing handed her the phone. “Is Sister Li mad?”

Shi Huan figured she was probably furious. Before, Sister Li had wanted her to ride coattails to clean up her image. Now she’d done it, but ended up covered in dirt. She needed to think hard about how to explain this to Liang Junli.

Back at the hotel, she finally prepared herself. But as soon as the call connected, all she heard was Liang Junli’s continuous “hahaha” laughter, nearly shattering her phone screen.

Shi Huan froze. “Sister Li, are you… overstimulated?”

“Yeah! Too exciting! Huanhuan, that post on your Weibo was from Tang Yiqiu, right? This is a huge hot search delivered to our door!” Liang Junli’s side was noisy, probably in the company’s practice room. Her piercing laughter mixed in was ear-splitting. “Good thing we didn’t ride Tang Yiqiu’s coattails before, or we’d be on the defensive this time!”

“No, Sister Li, listen to me…”

But Liang Junli was too thrilled to hear anything. “You hold steady. This is Tang Yiqiu’s team’s mistake. They’ll definitely come to us to talk. The company’s old PR plan won’t work now, but this time we’ll use Tang Yiqiu’s PR to clean you up for sure!”

Shi Huan hadn’t even dared to think about what Liang Junli was saying. Worried, she asked, “Sister Li, give me the real talk. If fans find out the Weibo was posted by Teacher Tang using my phone, what’ll happen to her?”

“Why worry about that? Tang Yiqiu’s not like you. She’s got tons of money and PR teams. At most, she’ll lose some fans. From what I know of her team, she’ll gain followers from this.”

Shi Huan clicked her tongue. “Gain followers? This can gain followers?”

“Yeah, gain f…” Liang Junli stopped mid-sentence. “Alright, I’ll talk to them properly. From now on, I’ll manage your Weibo account. Don’t post anything. I’ll have Wen Jing keep an eye on you.”

Liang Junli laughed a few more times, sighing, “We’ve grabbed this heat. Tao Ziyan is done for. I’ve got to work this well and make you blow up.”

She spoke with such confidence that Shi Huan couldn’t get a word in. A bit later, Wen Jing knocked on the door. “Huanhuan, Sister Li just said to give her your phone. I’ll handle any calls for you from now on.”

It seemed Liang Junli was dead set on milking this heat. Shi Huan hadn’t realized how serious it was earlier, but now she was starting to get scared.

Shi Huan asked, “Can I still use WeChat?”

Wen Jing looked troubled. “Sister Li wants you off the internet. Don’t worry, you’ll get your phone back tomorrow. Huanhuan, I think Sister Li’s right. Those online comments aren’t worth looking at. If you’re bored, watch TV. Fruit Channel’s been airing Teacher Tang’s debut drama lately. I think it’s pretty good.”

Shi Huan had already watched all of Tang Yiqiu’s shows. She pulled out her phone, looking at the still-open page, feeling reluctant to let it go. Tang Yiqiu had typed on it, after all.

“I’ll send one message, just one. I swear I’ll hand it over after.” Shi Huan quickly opened WeChat and sent Tang Yiqiu a message.

[Teacher Tang, my image is already pretty bad. If fans want to curse, let them curse. Don’t feel too guilty. Anyway, if my agent’s demands are too much, you don’t have to agree.]

After sending it, she felt it was a mess and was about to retract and rewrite it when Tang Yiqiu’s side showed she was typing. Soon, a message came through.

[Shi Huan, can’t you have a little faith in us?]

It was sent and instantly retracted.