Chapter Ninety-Nine: Rapid Increase in Followers
"It's just that the relationship hasn't been officially confirmed..."
"My God!" Chen Anni covered her mouth in shock. "You two held hands, or hugged?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo's brows furrowed slightly.
He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Upon seeing her reaction, Chen Anni suddenly understood something.
She pressed on, asking again, "Have you two already kissed?"
"Even more than this..."
Before Sang Ruo could finish speaking, Chen Anni interrupted her: "What? You two have already slept together?"
Sang Ruo quickly replied, "No, that's not the case."
"Sister Sang, don't scare me! I'm very sensitive." Chen Anni looked at her in shock: "Even if nothing happened, your situation is still quite ambiguous. What's the difference between that and dating? I was shocked when I saw him come down from the second floor!"
Sang Ruo turned her head and continued to repair the jade artifact, her expression darkening.
Chen Anni suddenly grabbed her hand and asked seriously, "Does Bo Jinzhou know about this?"
"If he finds out, won't he cause a huge uproar?" Sang Ruo curled her lips into a cold smile: "Right now, only you know about this. I hope you can keep quiet for us..."
"Don't worry, I will absolutely not reveal a single word to anyone, especially not to that bastard."
Sang Ruo nodded slightly, then pulled her hand out of his palm.
“I’ve known for a long time that he’s interested in you. Even if he doesn’t particularly like you, you’ve at least piqued his interest, because the way he looks at you is different from how he looks at other people.”
Sang Ruo's hand suddenly paused for a moment.
She looked up at Chen Anni and asked curiously, "Really? How is it different?"
“I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it’s just different.” Chen Anni’s smile deepened. “Over the years, I’ve never heard of any scandals involving Bo Jinyan. Could it be that he’s never even been in a relationship?”
Do you think it's possible?
Sang Ruo curled her lips slightly, then suddenly gave a cold laugh.
Who is Bo Jinyan?
A powerful figure in Beijing's elite circles, a man who could control everything.
Whether in appearance, figure, family background, or career, she is top-notch.
How could a man like that never have a woman by his side?
"Haven't you heard the saying 'better to have nothing than something bad'?" Chen Anni analyzed for her in a serious tone: "You've been in the Bo family for so many years, have you ever seen him bring a woman home?"
Sang Ruo's hand holding the tool paused for a moment.
She had been married into the Bo family for nine years. Except for the first three years which she spent in prison, she saw that man only a handful of times during the other six years.
Those six years were also the period of Bo Jinyan's career explosion. He did not return for four of them. They never met in formal occasions during those four years, and he rarely showed up even at family banquets.
If even his people can't be seen, then it's even less likely that he'll bring a woman home.
"Anyway, I think he's a great man. He's handsome, rich, and most importantly, very loyal."
Sang Ruo's thoughts were interrupted by Chen Anni's words.
She looked up at Chen Anni and asked curiously, "How do you know he's a faithful person?"
"I can tell from the way he looks at you that he is definitely not a womanizer. Once he sets his mind on a woman, he will be devoted to her wholeheartedly."
"This is probably why he hasn't had any scandals all these years. Maybe he hasn't met anyone who has truly moved him, which is why he's been single until now."
A look of envy appeared in Chen Anni's eyes.
Sang Ruo swallowed subconsciously: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
“Sang Ruo,” Chen Anni said seriously, “If he really likes you, I think you should really consider being with him.”
"You're not even divorced yet, why are you talking about such distant things?"
Sang Ruo's expression darkened, and her voice became much lower.
"That bastard, he's dragging his feet on the divorce. It makes me so angry."
Chen Anni stood up for her, her eyes filled with anger.
"Alright! It's getting late, go wash up and get some rest!"
"Okay." Chen Anni composed herself, but after taking only two steps, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned back to look at her: "Didn't you say you wanted to start a media account? Have you already started working on it?"
"It was already released a while ago, and it has gained 50,000 followers so far."
"What? Fifty thousand followers? You gained fifty thousand followers in just a few days?"
“Yes.” Sang Ruo smiled faintly, “I started posting videos from the very first day I made this vase.”
"Did you register the account under Huai Sang's name?"
"right."
Chen Anni suddenly became interested: "Then send it to me later, I need to check your account."
Sang Ruo calmly replied, "Okay."
After Chen Anni left, Sang Ruo threw herself into her work. Since the vase had to be returned to the client the next day, she had to work overtime to finish it.
She finally stopped working at 3 a.m.
The vase was repaired perfectly, with almost no trace of damage.
A faint sense of accomplishment welled up inside her.
After editing the video, it was released at four in the morning.
She was finally able to rest.
The next day, Sang Ruo was awakened by a message on her phone and picked it up to take a look.
The notifications weren't from WeChat or SMS, but from social media platforms, and they were increasing rapidly, almost every second.
When I opened the app and saw the number of followers, I was suddenly stunned.
The video she posted last night earned her 30,000 followers, and that was in the morning.
Sang Ruo's lips curled up slightly.
It seems that choosing the path of self-media was the right one.
Once her fan base grows, she won't have to worry about getting orders in the future.
In the morning, An Ding Group.
Bo Jinyan was coming out of the conference room when he saw Zhang Ye coming towards him.
“Mr. Bo, Huai Sang has started a social media account. I saw her short videos this morning. She’s currently restoring a very large antique vase. Would you like to take a look?”
The man nodded slightly, and Zhang Ye handed over the phone in his palm.
A total of eight short videos were released, with updates on the restoration of the antique vase posted almost daily, and each video received over 200,000 likes.
The video does not show the face, only the fingertips and tools, and the repair process.
But you can tell that it should be a woman.
Bo Jinyan frowned slightly: "So, when she said she didn't have time, she was repairing an antique vase for someone else?"
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