After being universally criticized online, I went viral on military-themed variety shows.

Chapter 120: Just Don't Trick Me, Jiang Hanying's Social Media Post Sparks Reactions

Pei Yuan showed off the house she was going to move into on her WeChat Moments, which garnered a lot of envious and jealous feedback, making her feel truly triumphant.

Some people even added her as a friend to ask if Shan Hai Studio was still hiring, and some even asked if Han Ying needed another assistant. However, she was only casually acquainted with the people who added her, so she didn't bother with them. Now that she had shown off and received everyone's feedback, she simply silenced her phone, put it in her pocket, and went upstairs.

She still had to pack Hanying's luggage.

Those clothes that used to be piled up in suitcases or storage boxes and had to be ironed before they could be worn can now be neatly hung in the spacious walk-in closet!

Just thinking about it makes her want to rub her hands together; she feels like she has inexhaustible energy!
I can definitely pack my luggage before I leave in the evening.

Guan Shan escorted Jiang Hanying to her residence but didn't leave immediately.

He signed the artist about ten days earlier than expected, so the planning for the artist's future needs to start earlier as well.

He had just put down the luggage he had helped bring in when he called Jiang Hanying back, who was about to inspect his temporary territory.

"Let's sit down and have a short meeting first. I'll talk about my current plans for you. If you have any objections or disagreements, please feel free to bring them up..."

"Stop," Jiang Hanying interrupted him, sensing that she was about to hear a long speech and would not only have to listen attentively but also offer her opinions. "Will you try to trick me?"

Guan Shan was taken aback by the question, then shook his head seriously: "No."

He must be crazy to betray his own artist; what benefit would he get from that?
"That's fine then, no need to say anything else."

After Jiang Hanying finished speaking, she nodded solemnly to him.

Guan Shan: "..."

Pei Yuan rang the doorbell with anticipation.

Guan Shan opened the door for her.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the face in front of her seemed to have lost all will to live.

"Brother Guan?"

Guan Shan wiped his face and turned to the side. "It's okay, you go ahead and get busy. I'm going back to the studio now."

"Oh, take care, Brother Guan."

Guan Shan strode towards the elevator.

Pei Yuan watched him enter the elevator before carefully closing the door. She circled the room for a moment before finally finding him on the terrace on the upper floor. "Sister!"

Jiang Hanying was leaning over the railing, looking down at her surroundings.

This time we're staying quite high up, but if we want to go down, we still have to take the elevator or walk down the stairs properly; it's impossible to just fly down.

Hearing Pei Yuan's shout, he turned around and looked over.

"Why are you here?"

"I'll pack my luggage," Pei Yuan said, walking to Jiang Hanying's side and imitating her gesture as she leaned over the railing to look around. "Wow, it's so spacious!"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but take out her phone and take a picture of the setting sun. After taking the picture, she turned to her side and looked at Jiang Hanying's profile in the lens, and couldn't help but press the shutter button several times.

"What?"

"Sis, what do you think of these side profile photos I took?"

Jiang Hanying has never known the meaning of humility, but looking at her own photo on Pei Yuan's phone screen, she commented frankly, "Beautiful!"

She looks beautiful from every angle!

"Why don't you post something? You haven't posted anything in ages. Look at the people who went out with you this time, Yuan Chaoyu, Yao Ge, Xi Ming and the others, they've already posted several times in just two days. Your latest post is almost a month old."

Jiang Hanying looked at the several posts Pei Yuan showed on her phone as she spoke.

The first one is Yuan Chaoyu's.

Yuan Chaoyu V: [Just want to browse around at home.]

Below were four more pictures: two of her watering flowers in the garden, one of feeding fish in the waterside pavilion, and one of her dozing on a chaise lounge. Pei Yuan scrolled down to the comments section.

Many fans and netizens have expressed their envy.

Is this someone strolling through a park in their own home?

My home not only has a large garden, but also a rockery and a fish pond. I can't imagine how cheerful I would be if I could live in a place like that.

[The sapling with white spots on its leaves next to the goddess's feet, which is a professional plant researcher, seems to have been auctioned before.]

[The chaise lounge the goddess is lying on looks like an antique!]

Poverty truly limits my imagination.

Pei Yuan sighed as she watched, "Life is so peaceful and carefree; having money means having no worries."

Unlike them, their vacations are even more chaotic than when they're not on vacation.

Jiang Hanying raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, "How did you come to the conclusion that she has no worries?"

Pei Yuan asked in confusion, "What's bothering you?"

Jiang Hanying nodded at the four photos Yuan Chaoyu had posted. "Look at her expression, she doesn't smile at all. She even frowns when watering the flowers and feeding the fish. All I can see is that she's incredibly annoyed, and she's using these actions to relieve her frustration. I really don't know what you have to envy about these comments."

Pei Yuan looked at it again carefully, just as Jiang Hanying had said, and nodded hesitantly, "It seems to be true. But with her family being so wealthy and her own career so successful, what could she possibly have to worry about?"

"You can ask her yourself when you get back to base. I don't know anyway."

Pei Yuan: "..."

She'd have to have that courage!
Then I scrolled to Xi Ming's posts.

Xi Ming: [Mom and Dad's homemade food, and that awful summer homework.]

The accompanying picture shows a family of three with a table full of delicious food and a table covered with summer homework.

This post drew out many students who were also rushing to finish their homework or attending summer tutoring classes, all of whom shared their equally messy desks.

Pei Yuan: "Poor little brother, he finally got to come home and rest for two days, but he still has to catch up on his homework!"

Jiang Hanying: "Younger brother?"

Pei Yuan nodded shyly and coughed lightly, "Um, I'm also a fan of Xi Ming."

Kao Ju-yao's social media posts consist of photos of him, his wife, and children disguised and out for a trip.

Xun Zhou attended Fashion Week.

Chu Yuan went to visit his girlfriend on set, and the accompanying picture showed a large bouquet of flowers he bought for her.

Even Wenwei, who had left the show long ago, jumped on the bandwagon and posted several selfies.

Pei Yuan had just met Wen Wei in person yesterday, and looking at these photos again, she exclaimed, "These photos have been photoshopped way too much!"

"Sis, look how lively other people's accounts are, and look at yours, it's all overgrown with weeds!"

Jiang Hanying took out her phone and shoved it into her hand, shouting, "Get rich! Get rich! Get rich!"

Pei Yuan immediately posted the few side profile photos she had just taken, and then liked them with her own account before going downstairs to tidy her clothes, completely satisfied.

The moment the post was published, phones that had followed Jiang Hanying's account immediately received a notification.

Guan Shan had just returned to his office when he took out his phone and immediately knew without a doubt that Pei Yuan was behind it.

Jiang Hanying had no conscious effort to unload the grass from her account!

After Chi Song humiliated Gu Hai, he stayed on the tennis court and played against himself until his phone vibrated in his pocket. He then put down his racket, opened the photos of Gu Hai's profile, and silently saved them.

After looking at the photo, Secretary Yang dialed a number: "Check the surrounding buildings to see where this is."

In a low-key black SUV traveling along the mountain road, Yuan Qingzhuo gently traced the almost perfect profile of the face on the tablet with his finger, finally focusing on the eye that glanced at the camera, a determined glint in his eyes!