Chapter 104

Given how this little guy dared to swing his fists at his own dad, Huo Haozhan didn’t think he was the type to get scared just because someone glared at him.

Of course, knowing that and accepting it are two different things. No matter how brave his son was, he absolutely couldn’t let others bully him—that would be like saying his father didn’t exist.

That incident a while ago had taught Huo Haozhan a big lesson: know who matters most. You can’t let the people closest to you feel cold-hearted disappointment.

Sure, Xiao Gu was a childhood friend, but the ones who’d walk through life with him were Bai Yiyi and An’an.

What were a few shady friends compared to family?

“He left?”

Bai Yiyi came downstairs after Xiao Gu left, holding a toy to entertain An’an.

She hadn’t taken the earlier awkwardness to heart. Ever since she and Huo Haozhan got together, most of his friends hadn’t liked her.

Some had even confronted her directly, saying that Huo Haozhan and Su Xiaoyu were the real couple, and she was just the third party ruining a relationship.

Bai Yiyi had even broken up with Huo Haozhan once because of that, until he brought out the evidence and explained everything. Only then did things settle down.

She didn’t like his group of friends either. After their marriage, Huo Haozhan had stopped hanging out with them.

This time, she’d only tolerated the visit because she didn’t want others saying they lacked hospitality.

“Yeah, he’s gone.”

After his mom’s advice, Huo Haozhan’s mind felt much clearer. Things he would’ve ignored before, he couldn’t help but think about now.

Xiao Gu had insisted Bai Yiyi not stay to hear the conversation. It was great if she didn’t misunderstand, but what if she did?

If she were more sensitive, she might think he was hiding a mistress on the side, and that something had happened so he was now trying to “handle” it.

“I just ran into him by chance at the airport. He said he had a business deal and wanted my help. His dad brought home an illegitimate younger brother who’s now fighting for the inheritance. I figured, well, we were friends once.”

“If I could help him with a collaboration, that wouldn’t be too bad.”

Having grown up with a mother betrayed by an affair, Huo Haozhan naturally felt sympathetic to Xiao Gu’s situation.

As for An’an—he really didn’t like that uncle. The system had shown him the storyline, and that man was one of the culprits who damaged his parents’ relationship.

He had sweet-talked Su Xiaoyu in front of Huo Haozhan and planted vague, suggestive words to Bai Yiyi, hinting at something going on between them—until she got so angry, she left on her own.

Watching little An’an puff up his cheeks and clench his fists like a furious pufferfish, Huo Haozhan couldn’t help but be amused. He pinched his son’s nose and promised:

“Don’t worry. I won’t see him again. No need to be mad.”

He lightly patted An’an’s back. Who knew where such a tiny guy got all that fire?

He couldn’t bear to be harsh with him. The kid was too young to understand reasoning, so all he could do was coax him gently.

An’an folded his arms and turned his head away—clearly still upset.

“By the way, Xiao Gu and Miss Su seem to be getting close. Looks like they might be getting married soon. Send Miss Su a thousand yuan as a wedding gift from us. We’re too busy to attend.”

“…Huh?”

Bai Yiyi was stunned. She had never imagined those two could end up together.

In her memory, Su Xiaoyu was the woman who tried every trick to wedge herself between her and Huo Haozhan, and Xiao Gu had just been a friend of Huo Haozhan’s.

“I deleted her contact before. Don’t want to re-add her. After you transfer the money, delete her again.”

“…Okay.”

Bai Yiyi opened her phone and sent Su Xiaoyu a thousand yuan.

The response was swift: a cold question mark.

[Haozhan said you and Xiao Gu are getting married. He’s too busy with work to be there in person—this is our gift to you.]

After sending the message, Bai Yiyi deleted her from contacts.

It was then that Huo Haozhan noticed the new cameras installed at home and asked about them. Bai Yiyi started explaining and even showed him her profile.

Her account wasn’t that old, but she’d already gathered over thirty thousand followers. Each video had a lot of likes.

“Why aren’t you using your usual username?”

Huo Haozhan noticed the ID and asked. Ever since he’d known her, Bai Yiyi had always used the name “Willowy Yangliu.”

At first, he assumed it’d be the same this time.

“What’s wrong with ‘An’an’s Mom’?”

When she picked the name, she didn’t even hesitate. She thought it was perfect.

She knew the food vlogger scene was already oversaturated—most of the traffic had been scooped up by the big accounts.

If all she did was plain, though beautifully presented food content, viewers would forget her the moment they scrolled past.

She might still earn a spot with talent alone, but high achievement would be hard.

She’d watched tons of viral food bloggers and realized one thing: every one of them had a defining trait—something memorable at a glance.

The one that stuck with her the most was a blogger with a golden retriever. The dog would always beg for food, and since the woman lived alone, she’d eat with it at the table.

Not everyone liked that setup, but it made her unforgettable.

For Bai Yiyi, the most distinctive part of her videos was An’an—the adorable, chaotic little human who always tried to “help” or join in. That kind of child hadn’t really been seen in the food vlogger circle.

She didn’t just feature An’an in her videos—she even used him in her account names on various platforms.

“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Huo Haozhan said, “I just think… maybe you’re focusing too much on An’an. We have a nanny, you know—you can still live your life like before.”

It took courage for him to bring this up, and only then did he realize how many disagreements they actually had.

Take this, for example: he believed a professional nanny or childcare worker could take good care of An’an. But Bai Yiyi always insisted that no matter how good they were, nothing beat doing it herself.

Raised in a traditional family that favored sons, Bai Yiyi had resisted the burdens her mother had passed onto her—yet now she couldn’t help repeating that same pattern, pouring all her energy into caring for An’an like her mother once had.

It wasn’t a bad thing. But it was exhausting.

Before, Bai Yiyi would’ve flat-out refused. But today, holding An’an’s tiny hand, she actually thought about it seriously for a long time.

She’d only posted a handful of videos so far, and already it was wearing her out. Taking care of An’an on top of that? It was getting tough.

If the account really took off, she’d need to put in even more time and effort.

And when things got that busy, could she still take good care of An’an? Honestly, even she wasn’t sure.

“Is it hard to find a good nanny or childcare worker? Can I observe them for a while after we hire one? And what about the last nanny?”

The moment she thought of that woman who deliberately pinched An’an to make him cry, Bai Yiyi was instantly filled with rage.

“Even with surveillance, just pinching An’an a little isn’t enough to pursue legal action against her. At most, she’d be detained for a couple of days.”

Bai Yiyi felt indignant upon hearing this. Was that all? Was she just supposed to let it go?

“She’s lived in this city for many years. I had my assistant look into it—her husband is a mid-level manager in one of our subsidiaries, and her younger brother from her maternal side works there too.”

Huo Haozhan didn’t need to spell out the rest. There were plenty of ways to get back at them—he didn’t even bother hiding his intentions.

She deliberately bullied his son, so what if he didn’t want to see those two in his company anymore?

That wasn’t all. Huo Haozhan also contacted some of his business associates to make sure that entire family wouldn’t be able to stay in the city.

The police weren’t able to find out who had instructed the nanny to do it, but Huo Haozhan had someone investigate the nanny’s financial records. A few months ago, she had received a large transfer.

They couldn’t identify the exact sender, only that it came from overseas.

Someone who held a grudge against them, was dissatisfied with them, and happened to be abroad at the time—there was only one possibility: Su Xiaoyu.

Huo Haozhan had already had a poor impression of Su Xiaoyu, and after finding out about this, he wished never to see her again.

Out of consideration for the long-standing friendship between his mother and Su Xiaoyu’s mother, he couldn’t retaliate just yet—but he did unilaterally end all cooperation with the Su family.

“Don’t let them off easy.”

“Of course not. How could I ever let someone who bullies our little sweetheart go unpunished, right?”

The affectionate nickname was a bit too much—An’an got goosebumps all over and reached out to push his dad away in disgust.

He turned his head away as if he didn’t want to respond, but the corners of his mouth couldn’t help curling upward.

“Have the butler find a suitable person. I’ll review them myself, and if everything checks out, we’ll let the childcare specialist take over with An’an for now.”

When An’an leaned over and affectionately nuzzled her, Bai Yiyi suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It seemed like… her mother used to be like this too.

With no career of her own and stuck at home, she poured all her attention and hope into her child.

She had once sworn never to become like her mother—but without even realizing it, she had nearly gone down the same path.

Thankfully, her husband and child had pulled her back in time.

“Alright, I’ll have the butler arrange it.”

Huo Haozhan used to worry most about Bai Yiyi refusing, but now that she was finally showing signs of softening, he was eager to settle it right away.

Later, Huo Madam overheard their plan. Bai Yiyi kept a close eye on her reaction, afraid she’d be unhappy that she was trying to do so much instead of focusing on family after marriage.

“What are you looking at? Do I have flowers growing on my face?”

Huo Madam saw through Bai Yiyi’s thoughts and asked with a touch of annoyance. Did she really look like one of those overbearing mothers-in-law?

If memory served, ever since Bai Yiyi married into the family, she’d never deliberately made things hard for her.

Sitting on the couch holding a stuffed animal, An’an noticed the strange tension between grandma and mommy. He quickly clapped his hands and chimed in:

“Yeah! Grandma’s so pretty~”

Whatever irritation Huo Madam had was instantly dispelled by the little guy.

Say what you will, this little rascal was absolutely lovable. Just for his sake, she didn’t bother fussing with Bai Yiyi anymore.

She leaned over and lightly pinched his chubby cheek, feigning annoyance:

“You little suck-up.”

An’an put on a very serious face and shook his head hard in denial:

“No! Really pretty!”

No one dislikes genuine compliments—especially not from one’s own grandson. Huo Madam immediately picked him up and walked outside, planning to show him the freshly bloomed flowers in the backyard.

After they left, Huo Haozhan reached over and gently patted Bai Yiyi’s shoulder, comforting her:

“You don’t have to be so anxious. Mom’s not that kind of unreasonable person. Honestly, I think she supports you having your own career. I certainly do.”

Back in high school, Huo Haozhan’s mother had enrolled him in a psychology course.

With Bai Yiyi’s current mental state, if she focused all her attention on An’an, it would be easy for her personality to become extreme and obsessive over time.

It was better for her to try new things, shift her focus, and gradually heal through more social interaction.

Bai Yiyi let out a sigh of relief, but whenever she closed her eyes, her mind would replay the scenes of her mother chatting with others.

They’d gossip about which young wife didn’t stay home after getting married, always running outside instead of taking care of her husband and kids.

“Yiyi, you can do anything you want to do. I, Mom, and An’an will always be your strongest support.”

Huo Haozhan’s gentle, deep voice reached her ears, like a powerful shot of reassurance that firmed her once-hesitant resolve.

“Okay.”

In the backyard, Huo Madam was holding An’an’s hand as they walked along the stone path. The curious and energetic little boy couldn’t stay still, hopping and skipping as they went, reminding her of a rabbit Haozhan once had as a child.

Ever since she found out An’an loved flowers, Huo Madam had hired a dedicated gardener through the butler and planted even more varieties.

Now, they could enjoy beautiful flowers all year round without leaving the house.

An’an didn’t realize how thoughtful his grandma had been. He was simply happy to see beautiful blooms and even reached out to pick a rose, intending to tuck it in Grandma’s hair.

Huo Madam didn’t want to discourage his affection. She crouched down to meet him at eye level and let him clumsily tuck the rose into her hair.

“White hair with flowers…”

An’an slowed his speech and said only the first part in his soft baby voice. He’d just heard the whole phrase in a cartoon yesterday but couldn’t remember the rest today.

As he bit his lower lip in frustration, Huo Madam gently whispered in his ear:

“White hair with flowers, don’t laugh. Time never defeats a beauty. Was that it?”

An’an nodded hard, utterly convinced his grandma was amazing.

“You’re old now.”

Huo Madam shook her head helplessly. Denying age was pointless. She used to think she was still young, but the growing strands of white hair told a different story.

She used to worry about little silly An’an having no one to watch over him. Now she worried whether her son and daughter-in-law could raise him right.

An’an suddenly threw his arms around her neck and shook his head:

“Nope! Grandma is pretty!”

“Alright, alright, Grandma’s not old.”

Huo Madam, with her hair half-white, went along with him, not wanting to upset this little rascal.

That rose stayed tucked in her hair all the way until dinner. When An’an wasn’t looking, she even adjusted it to make sure it wouldn’t fall off.

Huo Haozhan was a little surprised when he noticed. In his memory, his mother never liked wearing decorative things—most of her accessories were fine jade.

At her age, it was unlikely she’d suddenly change her tastes. The most likely reason was An’an.

In their family, only that little guy dared pull a tiger’s whiskers.

An’an originally had his own special dining table, designed for toddlers. But as he grew, he became increasingly unwilling to sit there alone and insisted on joining his parents and grandma at the main table.

So Huo Madam had the butler buy a child’s dining chair so he could sit with the family.

But while they enjoyed a delicious spread, poor little An’an could only eat his soft, bland baby food.

Bai Yiyi was pretty decent at making baby food, but the problem was that An’an could only eat a limited variety of things. No matter how much she tried to spice it up, it just didn’t taste as good as adult food.

An’an held his spoon and scooped up porridge, feeding himself purely from muscle memory while his eyes never once left the dishes on the table.

His thirsty gaze, like trying to quench thirst by imagining plums, made everyone at the table chuckle.

Only An’an, after finishing his meal and pushing his bowl away, looked at the three of them staring at him and smiling, his face innocent and full of curiosity—he couldn’t figure out what they were laughing at.

……

Xiao Chu soon arrived in the city. Bai Yiyi had the family driver pick her up from the airport.

They hadn’t seen each other for years. One had been stuck at home full-time raising a child, while the other had been grinding away in a strange city trying to build a career. They didn’t look like they were still on the same path.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries and before they even had a chance to catch up properly, the lawyer hired by Grandma Huo showed up.

Seeing the professionally dressed lawyer in a suit, carrying a briefcase, Xiao Chu immediately got nervous and instinctively looked to Bai Yiyi.

“I told you I wanted you to help me out and start a business together, right? Of course we’d need to sign a contract. It’s also a way to protect you.”

Huo Haozhan was fully supportive of Bai Yiyi’s career ambitions. He directly helped her set up a small studio and even took care of all the necessary permits.

Xiao Chu had only come to check in on her friend and offer some emotional support. She never imagined Bai Yiyi was actually serious about hiring her.

It wasn’t until the lawyer laid the drafted contract in front of her that it started to feel real.

The terms were great—full insurance and housing fund. It was even better than what she’d gotten from her old company, where she’d worked for years swallowing her pride.

“Isn’t this… a bit too much? Yiyi, you’re just starting out. Even if the pay’s a bit lower, I really don’t mind.”

Xiao Chu had already calculated her savings before coming and determined she could get by for a while. She had even mentally prepared to work without pay for some time—as if she were giving herself a break.

But now, seeing how prepared Bai Yiyi was, it was obvious this was far more serious than the small-time setup she’d imagined.

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Let’s work hard together.”

From the initial uncertainty to now having her family pave the way and thoughtfully take care of everything, Bai Yiyi felt that if she didn’t produce results, she’d be letting Grandma Huo down.

After checking the contract and finding no red flags, Xiao Chu signed her name.

Initially, Huo Haozhan wanted the studio to be under Bai Yiyi’s name, but Grandma Huo put a stop to that. In the end, the legal owner was Grandma Huo.

Had Bai Yiyi not told her about it so late, Grandma Huo would’ve outright objected to her going into business with a friend.

Unless you meet through business, it’s best to keep friendships pure. Once money and profit get involved, things get complicated.

Even if Bai Yiyi could offer better benefits than Xiao Chu’s old job, human nature is greedy. Seeing her own fixed salary while her former peer becomes rich and famous—how could anyone stay totally content?

Especially in the influencer world Bai Yiyi was venturing into, if something like that happened internally, it would be a nightmare to deal with.

Even if things were eventually clarified, people would still misunderstand and tie false rumors to Bai Yiyi’s name forever.

Having the studio under Grandma Huo’s name meant that if Xiao Chu ever had a change of heart, it would be much easier for her to handle it than for Bai Yiyi.

Later, Xiao Chu also noticed that the person signing the contract as legal owner was Ms. Huo. Just as she had started to relax, her heart tensed up again.

It seemed her best friend’s life in a wealthy family wasn’t as simple as she thought. Even starting a business had to go through her mother-in-law.

Once the contract was signed, Bai Yiyi sent Xiao Chu the footage she’d filmed the previous day and informed her that her job would begin that month.

Xiao Chu was undeniably competent and quickly adjusted to work mode.

That night, when Huo Haozhan came home, he brought Bai Yiyi good news: their company had bought a building in Nancheng, and one floor could be allocated for her studio’s daily operations.

Now that the studio was taking shape, they couldn’t keep operating like amateurs.

It wasn’t appropriate for Xiao Chu to work from her rental or the Huo family’s home, so Huo Haozhan arranged everything for her behind Bai Yiyi’s back.

“Isn’t that a bit wasteful?” Bai Yiyi was familiar with the new commercial area in Nancheng. The rich ladies she knew had all said it was ridiculously expensive, and a whole building there was basically a fortune.

Hugging An’an tightly, she couldn’t help but wonder if all her hard-earned money would be enough to cover the rent.

“It’s not a waste. I believe in you—you’re only going to get better.”

“I even asked some friends. Once things grow, you’ll need more staff.”

“And if one day you don’t feel like doing this anymore, you can sign some influencers you like under your name. You can just be the boss and watch the money roll in.”

The picture Huo Haozhan painted was incredibly tempting, and since they were now a family, Bai Yiyi didn’t keep refusing.

In her arms, the little guy blinked his big eyes with an innocent face. When he saw his mom smiling, he grinned too, showing the teeth that were halfway grown in.

Huo Haozhan leaned in when he saw this, carefully examining An’an, who obediently opened his mouth wide—he was already used to being the “tooth attraction” of the house.

“An’an’s growing so fast. Looks like the top teeth are coming in too.”

Huo Haozhan stared for a while. Not only had two little baby teeth popped out on the bottom, but faint white spots were starting to show on top as well. In a couple of days, they’d be even clearer.

“Yeah, I took An’an to the doctor for a check-up today. They said his development is catching up to other kids his age.”

An’an proudly lifted his chin, waiting for Daddy to praise him. But instead, both Mommy and Daddy kissed him at the same time—one on each cheek.

With his sweet-smelling mom on one side and annoying dad on the other, An’an didn’t know whether to be annoyed or happy. His chubby little face was full of confusion.

“Wah.”

……

Back when Grandma Huo was younger, she divorced her husband without hesitation after discovering his affair. Then, riding the wave of the times, she built a business empire. Now that she was involved in the studio, everything was arranged meticulously.

The studio wasn’t huge yet, but it had everything it needed.

She even hired a professional photographer—someone said to have offended people in the entertainment industry and was now just trying to make a living elsewhere. His skills, though, were top-notch.

Bai Yiyi was already a good cook, and with an adorable human baby to boot, her engagement data kept rising steadily. She became the biggest dark horse on several streaming platforms this year.

After just half a month, every video she posted had at least 500,000 likes, and her followers had surpassed two million.

All three major platforms reached out, asking if she was interested in signing an exclusive contract.

Signing with one would bring more traffic, but it would also mean she couldn’t post on the other two.

Thinking it over, Bai Yiyi chose to decline.

Putting it a bit humbly, she wasn’t short on money, nor did she expect this to be something she had to rely on to support her family.

Every now and then, if she could land a small advertisement gig, the income from that was already enough to make her quite content.

Before she met Huo Haozhan, Bai Yiyi had grown up in a small county where the average monthly salary was just three thousand yuan. That upbringing made her very easy to please.

With the Huo family behind her, she didn’t have to worry too much about raising An’an, so she wasn’t tempted by the signing bonuses offered by streaming platforms.

Besides, signing with a streaming platform would definitely come with more rules and restrictions, and Bai Yiyi didn’t want to be tied down by all that.

She genuinely loved cooking, especially when she could do it together with her son in the kitchen. If she could make a bit of money each month while doing so, that was already the dream life for her.

During filming, if she noticed An’an doing something wrong, Bai Yiyi would correct him immediately, even with cameras around.

Kids his age tended to forget things quickly. If she waited too long to say something, he might’ve already forgotten the mistake he almost made—and then feel wrongly scolded and get all sulky.

Most of the team Huo Grandma had assembled for Bai Yiyi’s studio were people who had stepped back from the entertainment industry. When they saw the footage Bai Yiyi filmed, they came up with some new ideas.

It wasn’t just food and cute kids that could draw traffic. If she only relied on those two things, eventually the novelty would wear off.

Without innovation, even loyal fans would start getting bored in six months.

So they began selectively adding other elements into each video release. For example, serious cooking segments were blended with Bai Yiyi’s parenting style.

With such an adorable little one like An’an practicing what she preached right beside her, plus Bai Yiyi’s naturally gentle personality, they attracted a whole new wave of mom followers.

The advancement of technology and the progress of the times had made more and more moms aware of the importance of scientific parenting.

Even a number of professionals had publicly voiced support for Bai Yiyi’s way of educating her child, which only fueled her popularity further.

There were people in charge of every task, so all Bai Yiyi had to do each day was cook and shoot footage. Cooking was something she truly loved, and turning that love into a career gave her a great sense of accomplishment.

With first-class skills, an adorable little star, and the strongest team behind her, Bai Yiyi quickly rose to become the hottest internet celebrity recently. Her follower growth was astonishing.

Having An’an also expanded her range of brand partnerships. Many sponsors of children’s snacks, clothes, and toys came to her for collaboration.

The rest were mostly kitchen appliance endorsements, which fit perfectly with her cooking content and could be naturally featured in her videos.

Her follower count surged rapidly, her likes per post stabilized at over 500,000, and some videos even broke the one-million mark. Ad revenue became a sizable income.

In just two months, Bai Yiyi was earning enough to pay all her studio staff while still keeping a significant sum for herself.

To celebrate her success, Bai Yiyi brought An’an and Huo Haozhan along for a celebration.

She originally wanted to invite Huo Grandma too, but was turned down—the elder just wasn’t used to the lifestyle of the younger generation.

If it had just been her and Huo Haozhan, Bai Yiyi would’ve picked a Korean BBQ place. But since they had their toddler with them, and An’an didn’t even have a full set of teeth yet, BBQ was clearly out.

After some thought, they decided on a Chinese restaurant.

It was a last-minute decision, so they didn’t reserve a private room. They had to sit by a window in the main dining area. But that turned out to be a good thing—the sea was visible right outside, beautiful at night.

Once the food was served, Bai Yiyi poured An’an’s milk into a smaller goblet while she and Huo Haozhan drank red wine.

An’an held his goblet carefully with both hands, trying hard to clink it with theirs. Mimicking his mom in his soft little voice, he said:

“Cheers~”

The Chinese restaurant had kid-friendly dishes, just right for little ones like An’an—especially the fish soup and congee, which tasted nearly as good as Bai Yiyi’s own cooking.

Going out for a family meal once in a while really was a lovely experience.

They returned home late. As soon as they arrived, the nanny took over to give An’an a bath and put him to bed.

Bai Yiyi and Huo Haozhan also got ready to rest early—he had a company meeting the next morning, and she had a new shoot to prepare for.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yiyi’s phone, charging on the bedside table, lit up several times—but they were both sleeping too soundly to notice.

The cause? A few photos had suddenly been posted online, and it didn’t take long before someone recognized the subject as the recently viral internet celebrity—An’an’s mom.

Bai Yiyi’s smooth rise had already blocked the paths of many others, not to mention the envy she had stirred. Now that something had happened, quite a few people jumped at the chance to stir the pot.

Some even bought bot followers to fuel the fire. If Bai Yiyi couldn’t provide convincing evidence to refute the claims, this wave of scandal would definitely cause her serious damage.

[Isn’t the influencer scene always like this? So messy. Women all depend on sugar daddies.]

[Haha, thinking of that influencer’s income exposed yesterday—150,000 after tax per ad? I bet it’s 150,000 after sleeping.]

[I’d never marry an influencer in my life!]

[Judging from the back view, the guy doesn’t look that old. Maybe he’s just a business partner or a friend?]

[I used to really like An’an’s mom. Didn’t expect a wholesome food blogger to do something like this. Unfollowed. Never watching again.]

[Oh god, this must be fake, right? I’ll wait for her to respond. I just can’t believe someone so gentle could be this trashy.]

[I hope all the people who make up slutty rumors about women lose their tongues. The imagination y’all have—just one photo and already jumping to conclusions.]

[The technique was so professional—it’s clearly a team job. What truth are you waiting for? Isn’t it obvious she’s popular because of her sugar daddy?]

[Exactly. What’s even entertaining about cooking videos anyway?]

[From what I know, most promising bachelors in L City are either married or engaged. The rest are underage.]

[An’an’s mom? I know her. She had two abortions for me back in high school.]

Rumors of every kind started pouring in. Many people who’d missed out on the “cake” behind the scenes were now throwing money at bots, hoping to use this chance to completely ruin An’an’s mom.

The next morning, Bai Yiyi was still sleeping deeply. Huo Haozhan woke up first. When he picked up his phone to check the time, he saw a message from his assistant.

After understanding what had happened, his face darkened—so much so that it looked like ink could drip from it.