Total Makeover Did the Gold-Digging Ex-Girlfriend Actually Get Emotional

Zhou Yi didn’t reply to the message right away, choosing to leave her hanging for a while.

He wanted to see if Qiao Xi would send him a second message.

Since he had already left her with a high initial impression, he didn’t need to be too proactive.

Being too eager would just make him look like a simp. It was better to maintain some mystery.

Half an hour later, Qiao Xi sent another message: “Did you fall asleep? I forgot to mention our walk earlier.”

Only then did Zhou Yi pick up his phone: “I was exhausted and dozed off accidentally. Glad you made it home safely. Rest early, goodnight.”

It was clear Qiao Xi wanted to keep chatting, but Zhou Yi didn’t want to let the novelty wear off too quickly.

He needed to maintain a sense of distance—that was how ambiguity and tension were created.

What was the point if they talked about everything right from the start?

Only by keeping her on the hook and taking things slow would she gradually become infatuated with him.

Though Qiao Xi felt a pang of disappointment, she reassured herself: Zhou Yi must have been really tired today, and he wasn’t in the best mood either—he definitely needed proper rest.

Feeling both concerned and tender, she replied, “I don’t know what happened, but the storm will pass. Goodnight, Yi-ge.”

Qiao Xi lay on her soft bed, staring at her phone, waiting for a reply. But after a long time, there was still no response.

“Did he fall asleep…?”

Assuming Zhou Yi was asleep, she decided not to disturb him further.

Before bed, she absentmindedly checked her social feed—only to find that Zhou Yi had posted something new that evening.

“Meeting you was the best stroke of luck.”

A simple line, but Qiao Xi knew it referred to their encounter.

The girl curled up under her blankets, grinning, and gave his post a like.

Hearing the system notification that her affection points had increased, Zhou Yi smirked. He knew Qiao Xi would fall for this.

She was a sensitive, somewhat poetic girl—easily moved by subtle details.

Before sleeping, Zhou Yi checked the likes on his post and noticed one from his ex, Chu Han.

He raised an eyebrow. What was this about? Now that he seemed to have moved on, was she trying to reel him back in?

Zhou Yi scoffed.

If it were the original Zhou Yi, he’d have scrambled to send her an explanation. But he wasn’t that foolish—he ignored her outright.

An hour passed with no explanation, and Chu Han quickly reached out—though all she did was send a “nudge” on WeChat, a vague hint.

In Chu Han’s mind, this was already her lowering herself to initiate contact. Zhou Yi wouldn’t dare ignore her.

But no matter how long she waited, Zhou Yi didn’t reply. Chu Han grew impatient.

She didn’t want to lose this simp.

Sure, she’d landed a rich guy, but what if he got bored and cut her off? Guys like Zhou Yi, who were blindly devoted, weren’t easy to come by.

College expenses were no joke. Without Zhou Yi funding her, how could she afford all those cosmetics and new clothes?

She and Gao Wenhao hadn’t been together long—she couldn’t keep asking him for money and gifts.

Before, she’d acted cold to keep Zhou Yi from clinging to her and ruining her chances with the rich guy. But she never intended to cut ties completely—just string him along to keep the cash flowing.

Seeing Zhou Yi ignore her, Chu Han thought: Has he really moved on so fast? No way…

She had no idea Gao Wenhao had privately warned Zhou Yi.

When Zhou Yi still didn’t respond, Chu Han couldn’t hold back anymore and sent a message:

“Already got a new girlfriend? You move on pretty fast, huh? Bet you were seeing someone behind my back all along. I knew you were trash—typical player!”

A master of PUA tactics, Chu Han led with accusations. The old Zhou Yi would’ve panicked and rushed to explain himself. But this time, nothing.

Zhou Yi finally understood what it meant to be gaslit.

With a cold smirk, he typed back:

“What, you can chase rich guys, but I can’t land a wealthy beauty? Since we’re broken up, let’s go our separate ways. Don’t message me—I don’t want Xiao Xi getting the wrong idea.”

Xiao Xi getting the wrong idea?

Reading that, Chu Han nearly exploded.

Xiao Xi?

Yes, she was materialistic. Yes, she loved rich men. But seeing Zhou Yi with a wealthy beauty? That hurt worse than death.

How dare he!

Anyone would feel bitter seeing an ex upgrade to someone better.

Especially with Zhou Yi’s dismissive attitude—clearly, he was serious about this girl!

Her competitive spirit flared. Even if he was a simp, he should only simp for her!

“Who’s Xiao Xi? Are you just trying to mess with me? As if someone like you could land a wealthy beauty—look at yourself!”

But when she sent it, a red exclamation mark appeared.

What?

Zhou Yi had blocked her!

How dare he!?

Furious, she hurled her phone onto the bed. After years of worshipping me, he finds a replacement this fast?

Did he just toss me aside like trash?!

Chu Han was seething, with no outlet for her rage.

Zhou Yi used to be her emotional punching bag—now there was no one to soothe her.

Suddenly, she felt wronged. Why is he treating me like this…?

[Chu Han’s Affection Points +6.]

Zhou Yi smirked in disdain. Some things only became clear through contrast. Sooner or later, Chu Han would beg him to take her back.

At her core, this woman was just spoiled—the nicer you were, the less she valued you. But the moment he showed interest in someone else, she crumbled.

A woman’s jealousy was just as fierce as a man’s.

As a campus queen, how could she tolerate losing to another girl?

Zhou Yi was certain his words had struck a nerve.

After provoking Chu Han, Zhou Yi went to bed in high spirits.

Tomorrow, he’d give himself a makeover—ready to stun everyone at Huaihai University’s opening ceremony.

The next morning, Zhou Yi started with a haircut.

His fast-food job didn’t require morning shifts—he usually worked evenings when the place got busy.

Pushing open the salon door, he asked the barber to trim his overgrown bangs.

A few snips later, his vision cleared.

The shaggy fringe that had hidden his eyes was gone, revealing his sharp, handsome gaze.

After the system’s enhancements, Zhou Yi was undeniably a heartthrob.

His features outshone even those of celebrity idols.

Before he even left the salon, a girl asked for his WeChat.

Zhou Yi declined with a smile—he wasn’t the type to flirt with just anyone.

He had standards and didn’t want to waste time on ordinary girls.

Surprisingly, the rejection earned him affection points from her. A nice bonus.

Even if she wasn’t a high-value target, every little bit helped.

After leaving the salon, he didn’t head home. Instead, he hit the mall for a wardrobe upgrade.

The original owner's clothes were all wrinkled and shabby, every penny he had went to those women, never sparing a thought for himself.

With a sigh, he stepped into the fitting room.