First, Miss Yuan completely dove into the trap.
She felt it wasn’t her fault—who could resist such sweet, high-quality content?
After joining the group, she occasionally posted naive, “I’ve never seen this before” comments.
Look at all this content! Big, plentiful, and utterly delicious!
She had never experienced such premium “food” before!
Miss Yuan completely immersed herself in this new world, logging in daily to enjoy and share the content. Even offline, she would find herself thinking about the luxurious “meals” she had consumed—utterly joyous.
Fan Qing was pleased too.
Exactly as he expected, Miss Yuan was very easy to hook.
Next step…
Three months passed in a blink.
The weather gradually warmed.
And as it warmed, Fan Qing’s mood lifted considerably—because Nie Luo naturally wore less.
Nie Luo wore less, and Fan Qing’s mood soared.
Still… Fan Qing’s expression wasn’t entirely pleasant.
It had been several days since he’d last seen Nie Luo.
He got out of bed, naked, washed up in front of the mirror…
…Tsk. What a shame.
Nie Luo hadn’t returned last night, so he couldn’t enjoy him.
But these lonely nights wouldn’t last long.
Fan Qing recalled the plan he had set in motion and felt slightly more optimistic.
With Miss Yuan “settled in,” his scheme would progress faster.
Opening the group he’d been monitoring, he immediately saw Miss Yuan’s brazenly proud ID:
“Li Li Yuan Shang: Sisters, any new content recently? I think I’m running low!”
The moment she spoke, a flood of responses came in.
“Looks like the big names have been busy lately?”
“Not really, I’ve just been re-consuming old content to get by.”
“Ugh! It’s all our fault for producing too much content in the group. I feel weird if I don’t get any in a day! Back when I shipped other CPs, getting one good post a week was already great. People really do adjust to luxury easily but struggle to return to frugality, huh?”
“LOL, right? I just hate that I can’t produce content myself, and I’m broke. Otherwise, I could make my own, or pay a skilled wife to produce some—wouldn’t that be amazing?”
“Li Li Yuan Shang: Hmm? Wait, what did you just say?”
“Huh? I said something?”
“I think I get it—Li Li, are you saying you want a wife to produce content for you?”
“Li Li Yuan Shang: Smart!”
The realization hit Miss Yuan like a thunderclap.
Of course!
Why was she just sitting there waiting to consume content?
She could just throw money to get someone to produce it! She was a rich lady, after all!
With that settled, she immediately reached out to the person who had spoken before.
Looking at the ID—wasn’t this the same person who had invited her to the group back then? Fate, indeed!
Miss Yuan hurriedly typed:
“So, um, sister, do you know the going rate for hiring someone? And how do I contact them? Tell me, I’ve got money to spend!”
Of course, he knew Miss Yuan was wealthy by now.
Still… was this an unexpected bonus?
Would Tang Sheng be willing to take the order? Regardless of his answer, she sent him the contact first.
If Tang Sheng didn’t want to recently, maybe he would have free time soon.
Fan Qing felt perfectly justified giving Miss Yuan Tang Sheng’s two main accounts.
Miss Yuan got the contacts, thrilled, and immediately ran off to reach out.
Tang Sheng, just opening his computer at the company, saw a DM notification.
…Could it be what he thought?
He paused for a strange two seconds, then picked up his phone.
Sure enough. This “Li Li Yuan Shang” was Miss Yuan.
How did she get his contact info?
Besides Fan Qing, who else would do something like that?
Tang Sheng was slightly exasperated, staring at the DM for a while.
On the other side, Miss Yuan hesitated.
What if she offered too low a price? Could upping it speed up the content production from the wives?
Tang Sheng hadn’t even been silent long before a new DM popped up.
…?
She automatically increased the offer?
He didn’t understand. Didn’t comprehend.
Why weren’t the wives responding?
Miss Yuan’s anxiety rose.
Wives! Produce content! Hungry!
She bit her lip and raised the price again.
A trivial sum! Pocket change compared to her wealth! She spent that much just on a manicure!
Tang Sheng, still contemplating a reply, saw yet another DM.
Price increase… again?
For the first time, Tang Sheng realized this client might actually be skilled at negotiation. Somehow, without saying a word, she got the seller to raise the price automatically. Magical.
“No need for such a high price, I can take it. But my workload is busy, so delivery time may be unstable.”
The reply came.
Miss Yuan’s excitement dimmed a little.
She typed quickly:
“Price isn’t a problem, dear! Can you squeeze the time a bit? The kids will starve if we don’t get the content!”
Money wasn’t the issue—she was willing to pay for the wives’ time!
“Good morning, Sheng ge?”
Fan Qing had just stepped into the office and saw Tang Sheng giving him a look that said it all.
What’s happening?
He’d just arrived.
Soon he remembered what he’d done.
Fan Qing didn’t feel guilty at all.
“Miss Yuan reached out to you?”
Sure enough.
Tang Sheng exhaled slightly.
“Yes.”
“Then just handle it. Miss Yuan is generous.”
Fan Qing said this, smiling as he walked over and picked up Tang Sheng’s coffee cup.
“Shall I make you a cup?”
Though he asked, he just grabbed the cup and turned to leave.
Now wasn’t the perfect time? Would he really give Tang Sheng a chance to refuse? Of course not.
Tang Sheng watched his back and laughed, calling him:
“You little fox.”
Just like with Jin Si—Fan Qing really mirrored him perfectly in every way.
He wasn’t truly short on money.
If he wanted cash, Jin Si could provide endless amounts. Sure, the income was different, but money wasn’t really an issue.
“Here, Sheng ge, your coffee.”
Fan Qing handed over the cup with impeccable service.
Tang Sheng hesitated, then finally just laughed, muttering:
“No wonder Jin Si doesn’t let you visit him freely.”
Going to see Jin Si with Fan Qing around was like seeing a mirror of himself—inside and out.
Was the order accepted? Sheng ge was easy to deal with after all.
Fan Qing smiled.
Tang Sheng eventually agreed to take Miss Yuan’s order.
Miss Yuan, seeing the reply, was overjoyed.
But soon, Tang Sheng asked a tricky question.
He inquired whether she had any specific requirements, like a scene or particular works she wanted included.
Miss Yuan blinked in surprise for a moment, and then it hit her.
Right!
She had been so busy shipping the CP that she hadn’t even seen the main actor in action yet!
Fan Qing she had seen before, but what about Nie Luo?
Her thoughts drifted to Shanhe Tianxia, which had finally premiered.
Shanhe Tianxia was the drama in which the original Jing Yuan had tried to snatch Nie Luo away—an important plotline that would make Jing Yuan a huge success.
And as expected, the drama’s premiere delivered.
Everywhere, the news was filled with Shanhe Tianxia.
In the first episode, Nie Luo’s costume instantly stunned everyone.
It was one of the rare costume shots of Nie Luo that was perfectly executed.
The first episode was in reverse chronology.
Nie Luo, playing the male lead, appeared in long white hair cascading to his waist, blindingly white, hinting at a troubled past.
Yet he wore red clothing, standing in a desolate courtyard beneath a flowering tree, holding a wine cup.
He took a few sips and coughed lightly.
Though the cough was faint, the palm of his hand gradually stained with blood.
But he didn’t panic.
He merely stared at the crimson for a moment before brushing it away with nonchalance.
His gaze drifted into the distance, and he spoke a single line:
“To have this day… it’s worth it.”
Viewers of the drama, not yet knowing the later plot, were caught off guard.
“Wait… I was just about to praise Teacher Nie’s costume, and then—bam! Right in the feels!”
“Same here! What even is this plot? I was panicking by the first episode already!”
“Actually, only the opening is shocking; the rest is pretty satisfying, right?”
“???? You say it’s satisfying? No way! Unless you swear to Nie Luo’s costume.”
“LOL, forget the plot, I just want to know if Nie Luo’s look is going on a poster. His costume is insane! I can’t handle it!”
“Sis, you guys really put this on trending?”
“Well, not surprising—look at how many fans Nie Luo has. And honestly, the costume and styling alone are perfect!”
Miss Yuan felt exactly the same!
Looking at the trending photo—Nie Luo in red under the osmanthus tree, wine in hand, inviting the air to drink—absolute perfection.
She quickly messaged the wife she had contacted before.
Her excitement practically poured out of her words:
“Wife! Wife! Wife! Can we just use this trending photo? But can we… change it so Teacher Nie and Fan Qing are sharing a cup, both in white hair and red clothes, and maybe add some dragon-phoenix patterns on the red? What do you think?”
Tang Sheng saw it, paused, and then slowly screenshot it for Fan Qing.
A very solid idea. A promising student!
Fan Qing looked over it, a spark of interest lighting up in his mind.
He sent a quick message to Nie Luo’s phone.
Nie Luo, just finishing up with his phone, glanced at it and felt a flush of warmth rush across his ear.
“Bro, do you still have the costume from the drama? Maybe…?”
“Hmm? Teacher Nie, are you wearing too much? Your ears are red.”
Someone nearby made a small noise.
Nie Luo quickly replied and put his phone away.
“Maybe… the weather’s warming up.”
Fan Qing was slightly surprised at how fast Nie Luo responded this time.
Opening the message, he saw:
Nie Luo: Fine.
Fan Qing: Fine…? You actually understood?
Nie Luo: Why is Fan Qing always thinking about these things… so shy but excited.jpg
Every day, opening the comment sections, he saw the community buzzing.
When he saw the exact comments he wanted, his heart felt full.
As expected of my mature readers—they’ve learned to produce their own content, very good! Excellent!