Everyone looked at each other, somewhat bewildered.
Song Yuwei...
Why did your personality suddenly change so drastically?
Song Yuwei's inner monologue: This is how I was born!
After class that evening, Song Yuwei was about to return to the Lin family home when she was surrounded by a crowd of people as soon as she stepped out of the school gate.
Just as she was wondering who these diverse people were, they suddenly screamed excitedly.
"Ahhhhh! A beautiful and rich woman!"
"That mysterious man was right after all! The beautiful and wealthy woman is studying at this university!"
"Beautiful rich lady! What happened to your leg? Why are you in a wheelchair? Do you need our help?"
Several people held up their support signs, which read, "Beautiful and rich women are the best!"
Song Yuwei rubbed her temples. At that moment, she suddenly felt grateful that she hadn't actually carried out her plan to throw money all over the internet in her past life, otherwise…
One question after another came crashing down on her.
Song Yuwei could only patiently answer their questions. In the end, after hearing about her injuries and how she had ended up like this, they were all heartbroken.
"Beautiful rich woman, you shouldn't be throwing money around anymore. With your health like this and your clothes being so old... you must be having a hard time. Just take your money and take good care of yourself!"
One girl stood up and spoke up, and the others echoed her.
Song Yuwei took a deep breath. What did they mean by this?
Suddenly, a male fan burst into tears.
"Even beautiful and wealthy women who are so poor they wear rags are willing to give away money online to help us penniless folks. They are truly righteous and selfless! This is the real spirit of selfless dedication!"
"Yes, and you're a beautiful, rich woman. Where did you get your money? We've heard a lot of rumors, but we don't believe you're really as the rumors say..."
"Exactly! A beautiful and wealthy woman like her, how could she be like the rumors say?"
Song Yuwei took a deep breath. After Zhao Yunye's company was interviewed by those reporters, she promptly instructed Zhao Yunye to cover up the news and spent a lot of money to buy the press releases from those reporters.
She originally wanted to keep a low profile, but without explaining things clearly, it was easy for people to misunderstand.
"This is the first and last time I'm explaining this to you. All my money belongs to my own family. I haven't made any money through anything that violates morality or the law, not a single penny."
Song Yuwei's resounding voice echoed through the crowd.
Those people immediately felt that she was straightforward and efficient, unlike those who would use such suspenseful tactics.
"Why would that beautiful, wealthy woman throw money around?"
Another question was asked.
Song Yuwei: "Because of my hobby."
Everyone gasped in surprise; who would have thought that someone would have such a hobby?
"Why would a beautiful, wealthy woman dress like that? Don't all the rich girls from wealthy families wear the most expensive designer clothes?"
Faced with this question, Song Yuwei was speechless. "It's a personal hobby. I just love wearing tattered clothes."
In her past life, every piece of clothing she owned cost at least six figures, but none of them were as comfortable as the tattered clothes she was wearing now.
Some clothes are ridiculously expensive, looking pricey, but like drinking water, only the person drinking it knows whether it's hot or cold; they taste bland and tasteless.
Song Yuwei didn't expect that after finally escaping from a large crowd, she managed to get into a taxi under Mu Yueqing's cover.
After getting into the car, Song Yuwei looked at Mu Yueqing, who had been pushing her all the way and was now covered in sweat, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Then I handed her a tissue.
Mu Yueqing took the tissue and wiped the sweat from her forehead, which had been flowing from running and nervousness.
"You wouldn't believe it, I went to pick up a package outside the school before get out of class ended today. Who knew, when I came back I ran into a bunch of people gathered around, chattering about you. I realized something was wrong, so I stayed there waiting for you, thinking I could help you out."
"Haha, you've become my guard now," Song Yuwei couldn't help but tease, completely forgetting the disheveled state she had created when she desperately squeezed through the crowd.
Mu Yueqing sighed and couldn't help but lament, "It's true what they say, fame brings its own set of problems. Once you're famous, you lose even the most basic freedom. Do you know how many people know you're a beautiful and wealthy woman now?"
Song Yuwei looked straight ahead and said softly, "I know how famous I am."
Mu Yueqing scratched the back of her head, feeling like she was about to grow a brain. "But what can we do? Haven't you thought about how to solve this?"
Song Yuwei withdrew her gaze and turned to her.
"Do you think I can solve this? Unless I'm blacklisted, more and more people will only know about me as public opinion ferments."
Thinking back to what just happened, "If more people knew about you, you wouldn't just be surrounded at the school gate; your life would be disrupted!"
Song Yuwei shook her head, unconvinced.
"My life cannot be affected by the slightest disturbance in the outside world."
"Huh? Why?" Mu Yueqing looked completely bewildered, clearly not on the same page as Song Yuwei.
"It's not the flag that moves, nor the wind that moves, but the mind that moves. If you don't look at the flag, you won't know that it's being blown by the wind. Just like some things, if you don't care about them, they can't affect you. Everything is in your own heart."
After Song Yuwei finished speaking, she took out her phone and turned on the live stream again.
The school is quite a distance from the Lin family's house; a taxi can take its time to walk there.
"Hello everyone, I'm your fairy, hahaha, I'm so shameless, even my self-proclaimed title is so..."
Song Yuwei acted as if nothing was wrong, chatting and laughing in the live stream.
Standing beside her, Mu Yueqing couldn't help but feel the innate calm aura emanating from Song Yuwei.
Today, Song Yuwei was in the car, where there weren't many people around, and since this was her second live stream, she was in better shape.
It's time for her exclusive live stream activity: giving out red envelopes.
“I’ve seen many people wondering where I get so much money. I’m the kind of person who doesn’t like to talk nonsense and doesn’t care about anyone’s opinion. My money is my own, and I have absolute control over it.”
The chat was filled with the message: "666!"
"A beautiful, rich woman with lots of money and few words! I love her!"
"Wow! I snagged another ten yuan! I can add three sausages to my jianbing guozi tomorrow!"
Wow! Six yuan! Tomorrow I can add a chicken leg and an egg to my instant noodles!
Song Yuwei kept posting, and people kept joining the live stream.
Because she already had a lot of popularity, now that more people know about her, more and more people are watching her live streams.
The number of online users reached two million.
Song Yuwei was so excited that she immediately sent out a red envelope containing ten million yuan!
Now!
She's really exploded!
Her various entries and reports dominate the top ten trending lists on major online software and social media platforms.
Many influential figures even brought their fans to the live stream to grab red envelopes!
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