I was criticized on a dating reality show, but I retaliated and became an internet sensation.

Shuzi took another long nap in the afternoon, and when she woke up, the streetlights were already on outside the window.

She tossed and turned in bed for a while before finally reaching for her phone. The screen lit up, and there were already 99+ messages in the WeChat group chat for the three of them, nicknamed "Plastic Sisters".

The sleepiest person within a hundred miles (Fang Ran): "@Little Zizi Zizi! Wake up! Let's go out and have some fun! Our usual spot in Wuyu!"

Cute and clueless (Qiao Yueke): "Ranran and I have arrived! We're waiting for you to order!"

The sleepiest person within a hundred miles: "Stop playing dead! I know you're definitely online!"

The sleepiest person within a hundred miles: "??? Really not awake?"

The biggest sleeper for miles around: "Shuzi, are you a pig?! You've been sleeping all afternoon!"

Shu Zi rubbed her sleepy eyes, let out a huge yawn, and slowly typed a reply:

A little girl: "Wake up, wake up... You guys did a surprise inspection? You didn't even tell me beforehand."

The person within a hundred miles who could sleep the longest replied instantly: "Say it in advance? If I had said it in advance, you would have found a thousand reasons to refuse! I know you too well!"

Shu Zi: "..."

I've been seen through again.

Cute and clueless: "Come on, Zizi~ We're waiting for you on an empty stomach, we haven't even dared to order any food."

A little girl said, "...You guys order first! I haven't washed my face, combed my hair, or changed my clothes!"

The biggest sleeper within a hundred miles: "How long will it take you to change clothes? Is ten minutes enough for you?"

Shu Zi looked down at her wrinkled cartoon pajamas, then touched her messy bun that resembled a bird's nest, and finally looked at the clear pillow mark on her face through the black screen of her phone…

A little girl: "...Twenty minutes."

The one who sleeps the most within a hundred miles: "Okay, then thirty minutes it is. I'll give you ten extra minutes in case you dawdle."

A little girl: "??? Fang Ran, what do you mean?!"

The person who sleeps the most within a hundred miles:

"Literally, your twenty minutes equals an average person's forty minutes."

"I'll give you thirty minutes; that's already a sign of sisterly affection (smile)."

A little guy: "Get lost.jpg"

She tossed her phone onto the bed, got up, rushed into the bathroom to quickly wash her face, grabbed a loose white T-shirt and denim shorts from the closet, put them on, and casually tousled her hair into a slightly messy but energetic bun.

I looked at myself in the mirror in the entryway before leaving the house. It was alright, presentable enough, but I could never look refined, not in this lifetime.

With her keys and phone in hand, Shu Zi rushed out the door.

Wuyu Island, He Yuzhuo's property, is an openly known stronghold within the industry.

Nominally a high-end wine cellar, it is actually a private club hidden in the city, tucked away in a historic old villa in the city center. The facade is extremely low-key, but the interior is a different world, with luxurious and stylish decor, and the air conditioning is always so strong that you want to put on a coat.

Shu Zi had come a few times, mostly dragged here by Fang Ransheng.

When she arrived, Fang Ran and Qiao Yue were already seated in the reserved private room.

Fang Ran was wearing an extremely eye-catching bright orange silk shirt, which made her skin look as white as snow. Her big wavy hair was full of charm. She was crossing her legs and flipping through the wine list.

Qiao Yueke sat next to her, wearing a simple white cotton dress, looking clean and neat. She was looking down at her phone intently, her brows slightly furrowed.

Shu Zi pushed open the door, tossed her small bag onto the empty sofa beside her, and slumped down in the seat next to Fang Ran as if she had no bones, letting out a long sigh.

"Ugh—I'm so sleepy..."

Fang Ran lifted her eyelids and glanced at her: "Didn't you get enough sleep this afternoon? Are you a koala?"

"I've had enough sleep, but going out consumes electricity," Shu Zi said matter-of-factly.

Fang Ran pushed the wine list in front of her: "Let's order food and drinks, we're just waiting for you."

Shu Zi took it, symbolically flipped through two pages, then closed it and pushed it back: "You guys order, I'm fine with whatever I eat or drink, today's theme is 'anything goes'."

Fang Ran rolled her eyes elegantly, took back the wine list, and whispered with Qiao Yueke to order a few signature dishes and a bottle of refreshing white wine.

Qiao Yueke didn't say much, only giving a soft "hmm" or nodding when Fang Ran asked, "Is this okay?" or "Is that alright?", but her eyes never left the phone screen, and her fingertips occasionally swiped quickly.

Shu Zi glanced at her, feeling a little puzzled, but didn't ask immediately.

The dishes were served quickly and beautifully presented. The three of them ate and chatted, with Fang Ran doing most of the talking.

Fang Ran vividly complained about a terrible client she had recently encountered.

The other party was a new partner found by a subsidiary of the Fang Group. They didn't know Fang Ran's true identity and acted like a demanding client in front of her, the "project manager," nitpicking and being bossy.

Fang Ran endured it for two days. When the other party pointed at her nose and cursed for the third time, saying, "Is this all your company is capable of?", she immediately made a call to her father's special assistant. Five minutes later, the other company's CEO personally called to apologize, his voice trembling.

Shu Zi burst into laughter, slapping the table, and almost choked on her drink. Even Qiao Yueke, who had been absent-minded, couldn't help but laugh along.

After the laughter subsided, Fang Ran put down her wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and suddenly lowered her voice, her tone becoming more serious as she looked at Shu Zi:

"Zizi, tell us the truth... Did Gu Yan go on this show... because of you?"

Shu Zi was happily munching on a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs when she heard this and almost choked, coughing violently: "Cough cough cough! Who told you that nonsense?"

Fang Ran rested her chin on her hands, her fox-like eyes shining brightly, gleaming with a "I've seen through everything" light:

"Do I even need to hear it? I could guess it with my toes! The timing of Gu Yan's return to China perfectly coincided with the time you were trending online for being attacked! Then he suddenly appeared on your lousy dating show and became the biggest investor!"

"You think he wasn't targeting you with this whole combo? Nobody believes that!"

She paused, leaned forward, and her smile became mischievous:

"Oh, by the way, do you remember what someone said so confidently before?"

She cleared her throat and mimicked Shu Zi's tone: "If Gu Yan ever goes on a dating reality show, I'll change my name! Oh no, last time you saw that bag you liked, I bought it for you right away!"

Fang Ran blinked. "Where's my bag? My dear Zizi, where's my bag?"

Shu Zi spat out the bone she had gnawed clean, picked up a tissue, and slowly wiped her mouth, her expression blank: "...That was an accident."

Fang Ran raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a leisurely air: "Do you even believe that yourself?"

Shu-Tzu: "I believe you."

Fang Ran looked at her for two seconds, nodded, and said calmly, "Fine, keep being stubborn. Let's see how long you can keep it up."

Shu Zi didn't reply. She lowered her head and precisely picked up a piece of rib, trying to shut herself up with food and also to stop Fang Ran from asking questions.

Qiao Yueke also asked curiously, "Zizi, what's your relationship with my brother now?"

Shu Zi slowed her chewing of the ribs for a moment, then continued chewing, saying indistinctly, "That's the kind of relationship we have."

Fang Ran pressed on relentlessly: "What do you mean by 'like that'? Explain clearly."

Shu Zi spat out the bone, put down her chopsticks, leaned back, and sank into the soft sofa.

She stared at the uniquely designed crystal chandelier above her head, thought seriously for a few seconds, and then uttered three words:

"have no idea."

Fang Ran: "I don't know?"

Shu Zi: "I just don't know, anyway... let's just leave it at that."

Fang Ran stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, shook her head, picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and finally let her go: "Alright."

Qiao Yue glanced at Shu Zi, who had a "don't ask me, I don't know anything" look on her face, then at Fang Ran, who was smiling meaningfully. She shook her head and looked down at her phone again, but there was a knowing smile on her lips.

After finishing her meal, Fang Ran said it was still early and asked the waiter to bring her a pot of Osmanthus Pu'er tea to cleanse her palate.

Qiao Yue stood up with her phone in hand, said she was going to the restroom, and hurriedly left the private room.

Shu Zi leaned back on the sofa, holding a small white porcelain teacup, watching the door to the private room close gently. Then she immediately leaned closer to Fang Ran and lowered her voice:

"Huo Fei didn't come along today?"