Laugh at me for always thinking about how to sell you for money.

Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran walked ahead, holding oil-paper umbrellas, while the men simply took photos behind them. The four handsome men and beautiful women dressed in Hanfu attracted the attention of tourists along the way, as if they were the most worthwhile scenery to admire by West Lake.

They changed their clothes at the Hanfu shop, and the rain stopped shortly afterward. So, they went boating on the lake as planned.

Mu Chen asked, "Shall we go for a boat ride?"

Lin Xiaoran reported the itinerary with a smile: "We also went on a boat trip last night."

Mu Chen looked at Song Yunxi and said softly, "What's the point of a boat trip at night? You can't see anything anyway."

Lin Xiaoran actually wanted to say, "Yes, I can see it! The night view is so beautiful, and the lights are so pretty." But since the other party was a big boss, she didn't refute him.

Song Yunxi smiled, understanding that Mu Chen didn't dislike the evening boat trip, but rather that Tantai Yi's invitation to them was inappropriate.

Song Yunxi took Mu Chen's hand. "Yes, of course we should take the cruise during the day. Such beautiful scenery is best seen during the day."

Mu Chen smiled, took the umbrella from Song Yunxi's hand, held it over her head, and led her towards the cruise ship dock.

Lin Xiaoran, holding an umbrella in one hand and lifting her skirt with the other, followed along. A cruise ship would be fine too; after all, West Lake and the Grand Canal are completely different.

Jiang Hailang came over from beside her and took the umbrella from Lin Xiaoran's hand, but instead of holding it over her head, he held it over his own. Seeing that the umbrella over her head had changed hands, Lin Xiaoran reached out to take it back.

Even though it was just a light drizzle, she still wanted to pose with an umbrella.

She reached out to grab it, but Jiang Hailang dodged to the side. This happened several times, and his pace quickened. Later, people saw a man and a woman dressed in Hanfu chasing and playing among the crowds by West Lake.

While waiting in line for the boat on the shore, Jiang Hailang and Lin Xiaoran finally quieted down. Lin Xiaoran was a little tired from running, so she sat down to rest on a nearby stone pillar, while Jiang Hailang stood beside her, holding an umbrella to shield her from the rain.

Song Yunxi was in front of Mu Chen in line, but she turned around and stood facing him. She gently placed her hands on either side of his belt, and although she didn't hug his waist, the atmosphere was full of ambiguity.

She looked up at him, this wealthy, handsome, refined, and mature man who was willing to accompany her in wearing Hanfu and to queue with her to ride a regular cruise ship with other tourists...

Such a good man deserves more photos, and I should write a short, sentimental essay about him and post it on social media to gain more followers.

Seeing Song Yunxi suddenly laugh, Mu Chen also laughed and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at me for always thinking about how to sell you for money."

Mu Chen didn't say anything, but raised his hand to pat her head and then pulled her into his arms.

The cruise ship they chose was a large painted boat with two decks. The interior was spacious and the seats were comfortable. Tea was also provided on the second deck, but the four of them sat directly on the benches outside.

After the cruise ship set sail, a cool breeze blew, the water rippled gently, and the lake was shrouded in mist and rain, making it feel like being in a landscape painting.

The story of Lady White Snake and Xu Xian is truly deeply ingrained in people's hearts. So much so that when their boat passed Leifeng Pagoda and Broken Bridge, Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran excitedly took photos one after another.

Lin Xiaoran was still the same lively and playful Lin Xiaoran, but Song Yunxi was no longer the gentle yet scheming Song Yunxi. She and Lin Xiaoran laughed and played like two little girls.

Mu Chen smiled as he leaned against the railing watching Song Yunxi take photos; the scene seemed to overlap with certain moments from the past.

Jiang Hailang stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Are you thinking of Rui Yan?"

Back then, Rui Yan was just like that—playful and mischievous.

Mu Chen nodded. "They do look somewhat alike. But the past is the past, and now I only have eyes for Song Yunxi."

People and events from the past have indeed existed, and cannot be completely erased from memory. Even if they are recalled occasionally, it doesn't necessarily mean that one is nostalgic; it may simply be a remembrance.

"Unnie, help me take a picture of that broken bridge."

After Lin Xiaoran finished speaking, she leaned against the railing, trying to make a misaligned gesture as if she were reaching out to touch the broken bridge.

"ah!"

With a scream, Mu Chen and Jiang Hailang, who were talking, looked over and saw Lin Xiaoran's phone fall from the side of the boat into West Lake.

After putting on Hanfu, there was nowhere to put their phones, so the staff at the Hanfu store gave each of them a small bag that looked like an ancient purse.

When Lin Xiaoran asked Song Yunxi to take a photo, she put her phone in her purse. Unexpectedly, the purse strap came loose, and her phone fell down with it.

Jiang Hailang rushed forward and pulled Lin Xiaoran back from the side of the boat into his arms.

Lin Xiaoran pushed him away, saying, "I'm fine, it's the phone that's in trouble." As she spoke, she tried to go over to the side of the boat to check on it.

"You're not allowed to go there anymore." Jiang Hailang suddenly reprimanded loudly with a cold face, completely losing his usual glib manner.

“Yes, it’s too dangerous, stop filming. Let’s go inside.” Song Yunxi stepped forward, took Lin Xiaoran’s hand, and turned to walk into the cabin.

This was the first time Song Yunxi had seen Jiang Hailang like that, and it was a little frightening. Mu Chen patted Jiang Hailang on the shoulder and then turned to follow him into the cabin.

Jiang Hailang sighed deeply. He had only blurted out the reprimand in a moment of anxiety, and regretted it as soon as he turned around.

Song Yunxi and Mu Chen sat side by side in the front seats looking at photos on their phones, while Lin Xiaoran sat alone in the back row looking out the window at the scenery.

Jiang Hailang sat down next to Lin Xiaoran and asked her softly, "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry, I just feel it's a pity. I have so many things on my phone."

Jiang Hailang smiled again, "I'll find a place to buy you a new phone after we get off the ship."

"Forget it, I'll buy it when I get back. I'll have to get a replacement SIM card, what a hassle." Lin Xiaoran said, then sighed, "The broken bridge isn't actually broken, but it buried my phone."

After disembarking, they drove to Lingyin Temple. This was Song Yunxi's suggestion, because she had heard that wishes made at Lingyin Temple were very effective, and every year people from all over the country would gather there to make and fulfill their vows.

Regardless of whether she's a Buddhist or not, we should at least give her a chance to make a wish. As the Buddha said: Sincerity brings results.

If she makes a sincere wish, perhaps it will come true.

The temple gave each person three sticks of incense. After Song Yunxi lit the incense, she knelt on the prayer mat in the main hall and sincerely made a wish.

Mu Chen knelt beside her and turned to look. He saw her with her hands clasped together in front of her, her eyes closed and motionless, looking extremely devout.

Song Yunxi got up from the prayer mat, and before Mu Chen could speak, she smiled and told him, "Wishes can only be told to Buddha, not to you."

"When did I ask you about your wishes? I meant to ask if you wanted to ride the electric cart?"

"Let's go, it's getting late. Let's wander around for a bit and then head back."

It was already past 5 p.m., and some of the early visitors had already left.

Mu Chen smiled and took Song Yunxi's hand. "Okay."

As Lin Xiaoran walked, she said, "I read online that Lingyin Temple is where Ji Gong became a monk."

She had meticulously planned her trip just the day before, but unfortunately, it was all saved on her ill-fated phone.

Song Yunxi asked, "Who is Ji Gong?"

See? This is the generation gap. Or, to others, it's simply a cultural difference between different countries.

Lin Xiaoran couldn't answer for a moment. Actually, she didn't belong to that era either.

Jiang Hailang searched for pictures on his phone and showed them to them. The pictures depicted a ragged monk holding a gourd in his left hand and a broken fan in his right. He was known as: Ji Gong, the Living Buddha.

So, this is the real generation gap. Jiang Hailang turned a handsome and promising young man into Lin Xiaoran's elder.

Lingyin Temple is very large, with lush trees and a beautiful environment. There are many courtyards and temples. They took photos with their mobile phones as they walked around.

They were taking pictures of the scenery, and others were taking pictures of them. The video of "Encountering the most beautiful Hanfu-clad young lady while touring West Lake in the rain" quickly went viral online.

When Dai Shuo called Song Yunxi, the initial video he posted had already received over 10,000 likes.

Moreover, it seems that the person filming the videos followed their route the whole way. They filmed several videos of them strolling along the West Lake at the beginning, and later taking a cruise ship.

There are photos of Mu Chen holding an umbrella for Song Yunxi, the two gazing lovingly at each other by the lake. There are also photos of Song Yunxi and Lin Xiaoran standing together, waiting for Jiang Hailang to take pictures of them. There are even videos of Lin Xiaoran and Jiang Hailang chasing and playing around by West Lake.

On the drive back to the hotel, Song Yunxi kept leaving messages for the account of the person who took the photos. Receiving no reply, she continued to post.

Lin Xiaoran said, "Should we ask him to delete the video? I think it's quite well-made."

After Song Yunxi posted another message, she answered Lin Xiaoran's question: "I won't delete it. I want to give him some money to buy promotions. I'll also ask him if he'd like to cooperate."

Any form of publicity that generates traffic is what they need right now. They might piggyback on Mu Xian's movie or Mu Chen's popularity, but those were ultimately other people's. Now that they finally have their own traffic, of course they have to ride that wave too, since the other party's character is her.

Given the choice between being sued for infringing on someone's portrait rights and the person being filmed paying for promotion to gain followers, wouldn't a normal person choose the latter? Song Yunxi believes that the person who filmed the video is also a normal person.

Sure enough, the other party replied quickly and expressed their willingness to cooperate.

Song Yunxi discussed it with Lin Xiaoran again, asking the videographer to send over the original video so they could re-edit it. After minimizing the shots of Mu Chen and Jiang Hailang, an ordinary video of a West Lake tour was transformed into a promotional video for "Miss Chi's Afternoon Tea".

Although elements like Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) and West Lake have little to do with Ms. Chi's afternoon tea, people still enjoy watching beautiful women wearing Hanfu. That's why this Hanfu-clad young lady's video garnered so many views and likes in such a short time.

If this account includes the hashtag "Miss Chi Afternoon Tea" in every video it posts and tags the official Miss Chi Afternoon Tea account, these suffixes will automatically appear when someone shares the video. People will then unconsciously remember the Miss Chi Afternoon Tea brand.

This is what we call subtle influence.

The cost of promoting their videos is very low, at least a hundred times lower than the cost of a marketing campaign.

Brands achieve maximum efficiency with minimal spending, while video account owners gain more followers. A win-win situation is the key.

Seeing that Miss Chi's afternoon tea official account was also rapidly gaining followers, Song Yunxi smiled broadly.

Mu Chen opened the car door and asked her, "Are you done?"

They had stopped in front of the restaurant where they were going to have dinner.

Song Yunxi nodded. "Mm."

She had been thinking of taking photos of Mu Chen wearing Hanfu and riding a cruise ship that afternoon to gain followers on social media, but before she could bring herself to do it, someone else helped her achieve it in a different way.

It seems that Lingyin Temple is truly effective.