"To be honest, that incident, I also find it very inexplicable," Fang Miaomiao said, shrugging helplessly.
In the original owner's memory, it was Wen Yanan who had knocked over her cup, leaving shards of glass everywhere. Wen Yanan, while apologizing, had intended to crouch down and pick them up.
That action had frightened the original owner, and coupled with her being in a bad mood, she had curtly told Wen Yanan to leave.
Later, after she had finished her own affairs and came out, Wen Yanan was nowhere to be seen.
And then she arrived.
Lying in the bathtub, no less.
To this day, Fang Miaomiao was still bewildered about how such a thing could have happened.
How did the original owner know about the body swap, and when did it happen? There were so many things she couldn't find any relevant memories for in the original owner's recollections.
[See, Fang Miaomiao is guilty, she just can't find anything to argue with, so she says she doesn't know. You fools are all being played by Fang Miaomiao, a bunch of idiots. You're explaining for her while she keeps sabotaging herself on the show. Hilarious.]
[You say she's sabotaging herself? Do you have clairvoyance or telepathy, or did you travel back in time to see it? All day long, you're just squeaking like a rat in the dark.]
A barrage of golden light almost blinded everyone's eyes.
[My god, is my vision failing? I'm actually seeing the administrator personally engage in an argument in my lifetime? And every word, so sharp, did they eat explosives?]
[No, it's just that we were disgusted by something particularly revolting. Anyone who posts anything nasty in Madam's comments today shouldn't blame us for arguing them to death.]
[Comrades, pay attention to the prompt. Madam, *we* will argue you to death. I feel like I'm one step closer to the truth.]
[Why does the administrator seem to be in a bad mood today? I've already prepared my snacks. Administrator, keep it up! If they send one, we'll send two.]
"You don't know?" Cui Mantong exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth and lowered her voice as she noticed people looking at them. "You're the protagonist of this incident, and you don't even know?"
Fang Miaomiao felt like crying and laughing, almost raising her hands in surrender. "I really don't know. I just remember the cup breaking, and then that child actually wanted to squat down and pick it up with his bare hands. I told him to leave, and my tone was a bit harsh."
"Who knew it would be edited to look like I was abusing An'an."
"Then why didn't you explain at the time?"
"Waste of breath. No matter who it is, if they're being slandered by the entire internet, whatever they say or do will become a target for criticism. Since that's the case, is there any point in me saying anything?" Fang Miaomiao shrugged. "Besides, I wasn't really planning on staying in this industry back then."
"You weren't planning to?"
"Yeah, I was tired." Fang Miaomiao looked up at the sky. "Instead of this, it would be better to leave."
The two women exchanged glances, and finally, Zhou Jiaxin spoke up, "Child, you can't say that. Even though you were in darkness before, your future is still bright, isn't it?"
"Yes, Miaomiao, look, your Weibo followers have increased so much! If you quit, what about your fans?" Cui Mantong chimed in. "Don't worry about the haters. Who hasn't been slandered on this path? Miaomiao, don't be afraid. Our future is bright; we can't be defeated by these haters."
"What are you guys doing?" Fang Miaomiao burst into laughter. "I've made it through now, haven't I? Besides, did I look like I was sad during my last livestream?"
"That kind of mindset is excellent," Zhou Jiaxin said, giving her a thumbs-up.
"Mommy. Mommy. We've finished watching."
"Mommy, can we go to the next place?"
"Mommy, the monkeys are so well-behaved."
Several adults held a child in each hand.
"Mommy." Wen Yanan hugged Fang Miaomiao, craning his neck to look up at her. "I missed you."
"It's only about ten steps, and you missed me already?"
"Yeah." Wen Yanan nodded gently. "I want to be with Mommy all the time."
Fang Miaomiao ruffled Wen Yanan's hair. "Alright, let's head to our next destination."
For the next few hours in the afternoon.
The children chattered excitedly at the wildlife park, while the adults sat down when they found a spot.
Chen Huan initially followed the children around for a bit, but eventually, she too gave up and slumped down.
The livestream then showed a scene of the children running around and the mothers just wanting to slack off.
This very scene even trended on hot searches.
Chen Tianming, looking at the continuously rising backend data, could barely see his eyes.
"Director, if this trend continues, we might break eighty million viewers today. You know the record for live broadcasts is 79 million by the esteemed actor Wen Lan."
"Why are you so impatient?" Chen Tianming glanced at the assistant director. "Take it slow, what are you afraid of?"
"It's just that there's still controversy surrounding Teacher Miaomiao. Should we hold a discussion session tonight?" Assistant Director Yang scratched his head. "Teacher Miaomiao has no more haters now, and her popularity is even higher. So, why don't we go with the flow?"
Chen Tianming pondered for a moment. "Go and have the scriptwriters write something similar to that discussion session you just mentioned. I think after tonight, Fang Miaomiao will reach a new level."
Assistant Director Yang nodded. "Okay, I'll go now."
After the assistant director left, Chen Tianming sat back in his seat, looking at the gradually increasing data. He picked up his phone and, after much hesitation, sent a message to someone.
Hilarious, Fang Miaomiao's current popularity is sky-high. If this trend continues, her general public appeal will definitely break through a greater barrier.
Not to mention the influential figure behind Fang Miaomiao.
There was no need for him to save face for Fenghe anymore. For a while now, the people from Fenghe had been pestering him about a post-apocalyptic script he had, and not only that, they even wanted to give him a grand gesture by stuffing all their company's artists into his script.
It wasn't that he disliked it; this script was already signed with Fang Miaomiao. He hadn't implicitly mentioned this matter to Fenghe before, but they had feigned ignorance, saying that the lead actress couldn't be played, but female lead two, male lead, and so on could be reserved for their company.
At first, he was indeed a little tempted, as the few actors they introduced had passable acting skills. He had turned a blind eye to the matter between Fenghe and Fang Miaomiao. However, in hindsight, he had considered it too simply.
Fang Miaomiao's popularity was rising too quickly, and he had a premonition that after this incident of alleged abuse of her stepson was clarified, the haters would have no other dirt on her.
Someone with no dirt, backed by powerful capital, was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Therefore, he couldn't possibly gloss over the script matter.