When Ming Xiaowei stepped out of the bathroom, she saw a plate of peeled oranges on the small round table, meticulously prepared by Auntie Zhang—even the white pith had been carefully removed with tweezers by the housekeeper.
Ming Xiaowei stuffed an orange into a glass, crushed it with a muddler, then added Sprite and sugar, stirring it all together with a spoon.
Phew—
Tasted pretty damn good.
After finishing her drink, she glanced at her phone again. The trending topic on Weibo hadn’t been taken down; in fact, it seemed to be gaining even more traction. Ming Xiaowei couldn’t tell if it was genuine popularity or just backlash—but hey, even negative attention was still attention.
Maybe… the male lead liked the dark side of fame?
Unlike her, who preferred things pink.
Ugh!
What the hell was she thinking?
Shaking off the nonsense in her head, Ming Xiaowei rubbed her belly and flopped onto the bed like a lazy fish.
"My bed is so big, sooo comfortable!"
She sighed in satisfaction.
"Si, you wouldn’t understand."
Si: ?
Whatever. She’d get to sleep in a bed like this someday too.
"You look like an idiot right now," Si remarked bluntly.
Ming Xiaowei: ?
Never mind. No point talking to a system with zero appreciation for romance. They just couldn’t communicate.
With a kick of her legs, Ming Xiaowei dozed off.
Meanwhile, in her dorm room, Ji Cheng opened her phone and skimmed through her recent private messages. She ignored the flood of 99+ hate messages from antis, scrolling until she spotted one with just a single message.
Huh?
The username was "Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice"—probably a fan.
She tapped to read it.
Ji Cheng: …
Something about the tone felt familiar, but she couldn’t place it.
"Ji Cheng, I’m turning off the lights. Go to bed soon," her roommate called, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Oh, sure."
"By the way, what’s going on between you and that Ming Xiaowei? Didn’t she used to hate you?" her roommate couldn’t help but ask.
Ji Cheng lowered her eyes.
"No idea."
Who knew what that weirdo was thinking?
The dorm lights flicked off, leaving only the dim glow of Ji Cheng’s desk lamp. She took one last look at Ming Xiaowei’s QQ profile, closed her book, and finally climbed into bed.
The next morning, Ming Xiaowei checked her phone.
Thank goodness it was Saturday.
This time, the male and female leads had such special statuses that she couldn’t even get close to them—her only option was stirring the pot online.
But yesterday’s trending topic was gone, replaced by a new one: "Zhao Qinghan Rumored to Be Involved with So-and-So."
The fans were tearing each other apart over the gossip.
"My brother this, my sister that."
You’d think someone had murdered their parents.
What to do on this rare day off?
Ming Xiaowei logged into QQ, only to find she’d been kicked out of multiple groups, including Zhao Qinghan’s official fan group.
Ming Xiaowei: ?
Plenty of people were cursing her out too—asking if she was insane for demanding a refund after donating money. "If you can’t afford it, don’t pretend to be rich," they sneered.
Ming Xiaowei: …
The internet was truly a wild place.
"Ugh, did Zhao Qinghan tattle to her fans?" Ming Xiaowei muttered suspiciously.
"Probably. She definitely told the admins," Si confirmed after a quick check.
Her platform ID matched her group nickname, so the admins instantly recognized her as the runaway top donor.
Kick her out!
No way this was a real fan.
How dare she take back the 300,000 she donated to our queen?
Don’t you know how hard she works?
"I’m being cyberbullied. I’m so sad," Ming Xiaowei whined, flopping facedown onto her pillow in fake sobs.
Si: …
"Your acting is worse than a D-list celebrity’s." It wasn’t even sarcasm—just facts.
Honestly, Si couldn’t see any trace of sadness in Ming Xiaowei. If anything, she looked borderline thrilled.
Her whole vibe screamed:
Come on, insult me~ Go ahead~
She had nothing better to do anyway. Might as well get roasted for fun.
Seeing that Si wasn’t playing along, Ming Xiaowei huffed and opened the chat windows of her haters.
These people were so lame compared to a certain orange.
Ming Xiaowei had nothing profound to say.
She simply sent each of them the same message:
"Did you know I use an iPhone 13 Pro Max with 1TB storage?"
Zhao Qinghan’s fans: ??
This bitch is insane.
The insults poured in even harder. Ming Xiaowei left her screen on, listening to the notification chimes as she headed to the bathroom to wash up.
Hehe.
Little did they know she lived in a mansion.
How embarrassing.
She didn’t mean to flex.
Ming Xiaowei couldn’t help but laugh. Her money, her rules. Besides, had these fans even donated to Zhao Qinghan themselves?
At most, they tossed in some free virtual gifts or bought a couple of posters—yet here they were, acting all high and mighty online.
Broke people looking down on the rich? Hilarious. And calling her out for having "a few stinky coins"? Please. If they had 300,000, would they really donate it all to Zhao Qinghan?
Tch. They probably would. Most of her fans were grade-schoolers who had no concept of how expensive life was.
For their queen, they’d even steal from their parents.
Just as Ming Xiaowei finished brushing her teeth, her phone rang, startling her.
Holy crap!
No way they’d already doxxed her number?
So scary, wahhh~
She rushed out—only to see her dad’s name on the caller ID.
Ming Xiaowei quickly answered, greeted by a refined voice: "Sweetheart, I heard you donated to a celebrity and then asked for it back? Are you short on cash? I haven’t seen you lately—did you spend the million I gave you last time? Should I send another 300,000? Will that be enough?"
Ming Xiaowei: ?
With 300,000, could she become the internet’s princess?
She’d be the ultimate online royalty—a delusional queen who’d outshine all those brain-dead stans.
"Dad, I’m not into celebrities. I’d rather spend that 300,000 on dog food for the neighbor’s dog," Ming Xiaowei scoffed.
At least the dog would keep her feet warm.
What did Zhao Qinghan do?
The original owner’s heartbreak wasn’t about the money—it was the mockery and disdain in Zhao Qinghan and her son’s eyes. And those fans? If they looked down on her cash, fine. She’d take it all back.
It’s just 300,000. For their queen, that’s pocket change, right?
"There’s nothing wrong with liking celebrities," her dad said warmly. "If you’re interested, I’m hosting a banquet soon—plenty of socialites and elites will be there. If you have a favorite star, just say the word. I’ll send an invitation. Seeing them in person beats online fandom."
Wow.
The original owner’s dad was too good.
She had to go.
She wondered if Zhao Qinghan’s proud head would bow when she learned who Ming Xiaowei really was.
Then again, given the female lead’s "Empire’s General" persona, she’d probably just sneer—"Kneel before me, peasants."
Ming Xiaowei smirked.
Luckily, the female lead hadn’t latched onto the male lead’s coattails yet.
There was still time.
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