Chapter 33: Chapter 33: 033 You really are trying to flirt with me!

The day had been one of unparalleled chaos, and now, it was deep into the night.

But the drama on Weibo continued without pause, one juicy story after another coming at a rapid pace.

Sun Ling had been monitoring Weibo from dawn to dusk, infuriated by Gu Chengyu and his fans until Yan Shixiu’s like caused an explosion across the internet. Her mind buzzing, she asked Shi Lan, “An… An Lan, are you really not acquainted with President Yan?”

Shi Lan, thoroughly enjoying a late-night snack from the small kitchen and indifferent about the online commotion, knew there was a storm raging on the internet. To truly bring this affair to a close, she knew she would have to face Gu Chengyu in person with the new script tomorrow.

“We’ve only met three times from beginning to end, how could we be acquainted?” Shi Lan replied offhandedly.

“He’s helping you by liking your post without being acquainted? Do you know how Gu Chengyu’s fans had the wind knocked out of their sails the moment they saw that like?” Sun Ling eagerly handed over her phone.

Shi Lan glanced at it without emotion, “Probably an accidental touch.”

“An Lan, look, Huahai has even released a PR statement clarifying that the request for character changes was with the agreement of the screenwriter and producer, and that it was unrelated to other actors,” Sun Ling said, her voice rising with excitement as she scrolled on her phone. “They officially stamped that Gu Chengyu’s presumption was unfounded!”

Watching Sun Ling’s animated display, Shi Lan figured Huahai would naturally want to quash any rumors of discord within the cast, but Yan Shixiu’s like… that was inexplicable. So, she continued sipping her soup while pulling out her phone, scrolling to Yan Shixiu’s WeChat.

The profile picture was a night scene of a street, vibrant and colorful — it hadn’t changed in years.

Shi Lan opened the chat and began to type with one hand, “President Yan? Was it an accidental touch?”

Not satisfied, she deleted it and typed again, “Hello, President Yan, are you starting to fancy me?”

That sounded too conceited. Shi Lan deleted it once more and typed, “You’re being too polite, President Yan…”

What was this man doing, flirting with a widow like her?

The angrier Shi Lan got, she was about to type, “Scumbag, go die,” when her phone suddenly vibrated.

To her surprise, it was a message from Yan Shixiu himself, “Accidental touch.”

A female mogul scoffed, crossing her arms, do you think I believe that?

Yan Shixiu: “Focus on your filming.”

Shi Lan: “…”

I’m pretty sure you’re flirting with me, but I have no proof.

What was even more infuriating was that, in her past life, even when they spent time together daily, the scoundrel had always maintained a frosty facade as if she was forcing a good man into prostitution. He had never flirted with her.

The female mogul felt as if she were force-feeding herself onto a refined gentleman like President Yan.

Now that she had barely passed away, he was flirting with others?

Shi Lan: “President Yan, please don’t do this anymore, it doesn’t feel right. A small-time actress can’t handle this kind of attention.”

Yan Shixiu: “Shall I take it back?”

Shi Lan: “…”

The mogul immediately felt like she’d misunderstood.

Externally, there was much speculation about Yan Shixiu’s like, but indeed, there had been nothing between them. People tried to dig into their past interactions, but came up empty. In the end, netizens wrote off Yan Shixiu’s like as an accidental touch.

Gu Chengyu’s fans were silenced by Yan Shixiu’s accidental like. After all, as a producer and financier, Huahai knew the weight of their influence, but that didn’t mean they acknowledged Shi Lan.

As Shi Lan expected, regardless of Huahai’s strong-armed PR, the industry’s practice of elevating some while disparaging others remained unchanged; they still didn’t take her seriously.

Tomorrow, she planned to confront Gu Chengyu until he was utterly convinced, to slap the left cheek after the right.

“An Lan, the crew has sent out a notice. There’s a script read-through tomorrow morning to go over Fan Yan’s storyline changes,” Sun Ling reminded Shi Lan, who sat on the couch.

“Hmm, I’m going to slap the new script right onto Gu Chengyu’s face. Remember to record it all for me in 360 degrees with your phone tomorrow. I want to bring an end to this battle once and for all.”

Sun Ling: “…”

Having responded to Sun Ling, Shi Lan tossed her phone aside, no longer paying attention to Yan Shixiu.

President Yan stared at the phone screen, at the few small dots, lost in thought even though he knew she wouldn’t reply anymore.

The like was just his way of letting her know amidst the turmoil that she had support.

However, Miss Shi clearly didn’t much care.

President Yan sat back in his chair, massaging his eyebrows, and typed two words on his phone: “Good night.”@@novelbin@@

What level was a widower, in the dead of night, saying good night to an unmarried woman?

After reading it, Shi Lan’s composure exploded, scumbag, you really are trying to flirt with me!