The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 295: 284 Xiu Yan can’t get by anymore, will [3 more]

“What’s with Weibo?” Xiu Yan tucked a stray hair behind her ear nonchalantly, “Is it those haters of mine again?”

“Let them make a fuss, it’s not like it’s the first time.”

Even Xie Manyu and Shang Yaozhi have their share of haters.

As the Eldest Miss Xiu entering the entertainment industry, she was bound to face a lot of criticism, with plenty of people ready to blacken her name.

But most of it was just sour grapes, which she didn’t mind at all.

“The haters are causing trouble?” Upon hearing this, Brother Chen couldn’t help but laugh in irritation, “Eldest Miss Xiu, if it weren’t for the PR department’s timely preparation, it wouldn’t just be the haters, even passersby would be piling on you!”

Xiu Yan’s smile finally faded, “What happened?”

She hadn’t really paid attention to her image among the general public.

After all, she had debuted as an idol, relying on fans for support.

At most, passersby would compliment her looks and weren’t likely to spend money on her.

However, her image amongst the general public had indeed taken a hit before when she was expelled from the training camp.

Originally, she didn’t intend to do anything to Ying Zijin.

A country bumpkin without any background, who was even kicked out of the Ying family, wasn’t even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as her.

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Xiu Yu was the one she truly needed to be wary of.

But Ying Zijin had cost her face, an insult that she could not swallow and certainly needed to avenge.

Although Xiu Yan had only been in the entertainment industry for just over a year, she understood its ways well enough.

White could be twisted into black, and even if things were clarified later, the stain would remain.

“This Weibo post, you had a fan celebrity send it, didn’t you?” Brother Chen tossed the phone to her, “You didn’t get your facts straight and you sent out an edited video, what were you trying to do?”

Just from the beginning of the conversation, Xiu Yan knew what was going on.

She frowned and took the phone to look.

It was a screenshot, and the person who took it had circled the nickname of the post’s author in red.

Such a nickname could only belong to a fan of Xiu Yan.

Xiu Yan scrolled up to see the full content of the Weibo post.

[@Entertainment Insider Ba Ge V: Let’s see how ridiculous a certain wealthy family’s miss’s fans can be. Official statements have already clarified the truth, yet these fans are still parading around in pity for the wealthy miss and attacking the true Academic God?]

Beneenath were two more screenshots.

One was from the Youth Mini Newspaper Agency’s Weibo post.

The other was a screenshot of the trending topics list.

No.9 #YingZijinUpholdingJustice#

No.17 #YingZijinSentSomeoneToHospital#

The two trends, put together, were like a slap across Xiu Yan’s face.

Especially the comments from netizens below.

[So funny, is the IQ of fans negative nowadays?]

[I mean, you can try to smear God Ying, but at least do it before the truth comes out? Do you know after reading the Youth Newspaper’s Weibo and then yours, I just think you all are a joke.]

[May I ask Eldest Miss Xiu, aside from your family background, what can you compete with God Ying in? Looks? Not even close.]

Xiu Yan’s expression changed instantly.

Seeing her reaction, Brother Chen knew she had seen it all, shaking his head repeatedly, “Do you realize you were almost finished in the entertainment industry?”

“How could a clarification come so quickly?” Xiu Yan couldn’t bear to look anymore, trying to steady her slightly trembling voice, “It’s only been an hour!”

Even the strongest PR teams couldn’t be that fast.

Ying Zijin was a nobody, unfamiliar with the industry, so how could she have managed this?

“You really think it’s a clarification?” Brother Chen sighed, “Do you know, your fans had barely sent the video out for twenty minutes before it was all deleted, and the public didn’t even get stirred up.”

“Most of the public didn’t see the smear, they only saw her being praised. You don’t actually think your manipulations worked, do you?”

Hearing this, Xiu Yan’s facade finally shattered, “That’s impossible!”

“Possible or not, it has already happened,” Brother Chen closed the laptop, “Don’t underestimate the commoners, nowadays netizens prefer low-profile talents with real skills.”

He gave a final piece of advice, “Stay away from Ying Zijin in the future, otherwise you won’t even know how you crashed and burned.”

Xiu Yan pursed her lips, “So, how does this affect me…”

“The company had the anti-black wall blacklist those few fans of yours in time,” Brother Chen said, “saying they were undercover haters sent by our rivals, but your image amongst the general public is still somewhat damaged, so you need to repair your reputation quickly.”

Xiu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiling again, “‘Youth 202’ is starting filming over the winter break, I’ll do some charity work then.”

Brother Chen said nothing, just nodding his head.

Xiu Yan pinched the center of her palm, yet her emotions simply couldn’t settle down.

But she had finally realized something, Ying Zijin was no ordinary person; otherwise, she wouldn’t have so quickly noticed and retaliated.

It seemed that if she wanted to deal with Xiu Yu, she could only do so by targeting Xiu Yu herself.

Xiu Yan lowered her eyelashes, concealing the emotions in her eyes.

**

The online incident hadn’t affected Ying Zijin at all.

After resting for over ten days, she finally started living the retired life she had desired.

The members of the Di Wu Family living in the ancestral home also didn’t go out to buy groceries or meat; they raised cattle and horses in the estate and grew lots of vegetables.

Good feng shui nourishes people, and Ying Zijin felt that her skin had improved quite a bit recently.

But this retired lifestyle soon came to an end.

After her body completely absorbed the medicinal power of the Spiritual Ginseng, her constitution recovered well, which meant it was time for her to return to Shanghai City.

Having been away from Shanghai City for so long, even though she video-called Wen Fengmian and Old Master Zhong every day, both of them were quite worried about her.

Moreover, the Youth Mini Newspaper Agency had actually sent over a banner of honor.

When the banner arrived at the Wen Family’s home and Old Master Zhong was there by chance, he was so pleased that he looked at it for a long time.

“If Uncle Zhong likes it, you can take it home,” Wen Fengmian said with a smile, “This place is small and isn’t suitable for displaying it.”

“Alright, that’s good,” Old Master Zhong didn’t refuse, “I’ll hang it in my study so I can see it every day.”

He wished the whole world knew how extraordinary his granddaughter was, even capable of acts of valor.

Thinking this, Old Master Zhong couldn’t help but send another worried WeChat message to Ying Zijin.

[Zijin, if you encounter such things in the future, as a girl, it’s better to run away.]

There was a prompt reply from the other side.

[Grandpa, don’t worry, if it happens again next time, I’ll make sure to go easy on them.]

Old Master Zhong: “…”

A slip-up, a slip-up.

He had almost forgotten that his granddaughter could take on ten at once without breaking a sweat.

It was those who got beaten up by her that he should worry about.

After safely keeping the banner, Old Master Zhong left the Wen Family and specifically went to the Fu Family to boast proudly for a while.

Old Master Fu, half-squinting his eyes, was lying in a rocking chair, nodding continuously as he listened.

Now he was glad; the granddaughter-in-law he had his eye on was skilled in martial arts and would be able to keep Xiao Qi in line in the future.

His judgement was indeed good this time.

Of course, Old Master Fu still didn’t voice these thoughts.

“Old Man Fu, you don’t seem to be in good spirits lately?” Old Master Zhong looked at his complexion, suspicious, “Last time you fell asleep while we were playing chess.”

“When people get old, that’s how it is. Nobody likes going to the hospital, but it’s not like there’s anything seriously wrong,” Old Master Fu wasn’t too concerned, “I’m not like you; despite your age, your Lion’s Roar Skill is getting stronger.”

“Hah, nonsense,” Old Master Zhong became angry, “If my Lion’s Roar Skill was so strong, you wouldn’t have dared to steal my snacks back then.”

Rarely, Old Master Fu didn’t argue with him this time but instead smiled, “I do miss the old times.”

“Here, I’m feeling generous today, this is a packet of tea my granddaughter gave me.” Old Master Zhong frowned and fished out a packet from his pocket, “It’s good for strengthening the body. Brew and drink it every day, then join me for Tai Chi in the mornings.”

Old Master Fu glanced at it and accepted the packet.

He was too embarrassed to say that he also had the same tea packet.

If he said it out loud, Old Master Zhong would chase after him to give him a beating.

“Alright, I’ve shown off enough,” Old Master Zhong rolled up the banner, “If you’re tired, go back to sleep, I’m going home now.”

Old Master Fu nodded and lay back down in the rocking chair.

Old Master Zhong opened the door and left, bumping into Fu Mingcheng who was coming in.

He didn’t glance at Fu Mingcheng and walked away.

Fu Mingcheng came in and was about to call out “Dad” when he saw that Old Master Fu had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

He had to swallow the rest of his words and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

After Fu Mingcheng left the room, the supposedly sound-asleep Old Master Fu again opened his eyes, showing not the slightest trace of drowsiness.

Old Master Fu silently lay in the rocking chair for a good while before slowly getting up and walking over to the desk.

He pulled open the drawer and retrieved a will that had just been redrafted that morning.