Who Needs a CEO? I Choose Stardom

Ni Bingyan had always heard people talk about ”social death,” and she’d always thought it was just people being dramatic.

Working folks were busy trying to make a living all day. Who had that much time to worry about what other people thought?

Just be true to yourself. Other people’s opinions didn’t matter.

Until her secret Weibo account was exposed...

She had never imagined this day would come, because in her previous life, she’d done the same thing for over a decade without ever messing up.

Besides, she had long made it a habit not to post sensitive information, complain about others, or reveal any personal details on Weibo.

Subconsciously, she’d thought this was a completely safe practice, but she’d never considered the difference in her fame now versus then.

Her follower count was on a completely different level, so the chances of being exposed were naturally much higher.

After they got in the car, Duanmu Li kept a straight face, not cracking a smile.

Back in the motorhome, she quietly finished washing up and went to her own bed. Other than a single ”Good night,” she didn’t say another word.

Ni Bingyan put on a calm, straight face, too embarrassed to say anything on the way back. It was only after she saw Duanmu Li draw her bed curtain that she retreated to her bedroom and shut the door.

She pulled out her phone, saw it was dead again, and plugged it in to charge. Too impatient to wait, she did something she rarely did—she opened her laptop and logged into Weibo.

Her once-ignored vent account had gained over ten million followers in a single day, and the notification icon in the top-right corner showed several million new messages.

’I don’t get it. How do these people have so much to say?’

After steeling herself for a long while, she finally opened the comments and began to read through them.

[Oh my gosh! Mama’s Little Ice Candy! You’re just too sweet!]

[What is this super-duper cute nickname? I love it! From now on, Bingbao is this mama’s Little Ice Candy! Hahahaha~]

’What the hell is a ’mom fan’?’

Ni Bingyan had never imagined that, at 26, she would have ”mom fans.”

’Sigh. It’s probably because I don’t have a mother that these fans are overflowing with sympathy.’

Although being pitied like this made her a little uncomfortable, she knew they meant well.

Ni Bingyan always cherished the kindness of others, so this time, she just pretended she hadn’t seen it.

[Hahaha! What is this? I’m dying! It should be easy for Baby Bingbing to find a boyfriend, right? But then again, this kid is so sincere. When she made the official announcement, she really did tell us right after they got together.]

’Easy my ass!’

’In my last life, I was in my thirties when I finally worked up the courage to go on a blind date, only to get a bucket of ice water dumped on my head for my trouble. It made me not even want to look for a partner anymore. I was thinking about just buying sperm and having a baby on my own.’

’I finally found such a wonderful boyfriend. Is it wrong to be a little excited?’

Ni Bingyan debated for a long time whether to delete the post, but in the end, she didn’t.

’If my fans see that I deleted the post, they’ll know for sure that I saw those embarrassing comments.’

’For what little dignity I have left, I absolutely cannot let that happen!’

[Someone prettier than me is also working harder than me. I don’t even feel like scrolling through Weibo anymore. Has anyone figured out just how many languages she knows?]

’Please don’t count, I’m not even sure myself! Hmph!’

Ni Bingyan huffily scrolled past that comment and kept reading.

She kept reading, and then paused.

[Weren’t her fans promoting a variety show a while back? They said it was a ’slow-life’ show about Ni Bingyan traveling the world. After finding her Weibo, I suddenly get the fans’ romantic gesture. They’re trying to fulfill her wish! That’s gotta be the pinnacle of being a fan.]

[So you’re telling me some fans had already found this account! I’m so mad! They didn’t say a word and just lurked in secret!]

Suddenly, Ni Bingyan felt that being exposed wasn’t so bad after all.

The kindness of strangers always reminded her of the warmth in the world.

Perhaps the reason she hadn’t grown up to be cynical or extreme had a lot to do with this world, which was so full of love.

’Working hard is never a mistake,’ she thought.

’If I become a better version of myself, someone will eventually see the good in me.’

[Bingbing’s study looks so cozy! I’ve decided, I’m getting the same stuff!]

[Has anyone else noticed that Bingbao loves buying vases? In the spot shown in this photo, she’s had three different vases this month. Surely she’s not breaking them, right?]

[Planting the whole yard with fruit trees is a little eccentric. Are there a lot of caterpillars in the summer? Still, it looks so blissful.]

’They’re praising me for knowing how to live well!’

’These sweet-talkers. How can everything they say sound so nice?’

’This feels pretty good, huh? Better than venting into the void with no one paying attention.’

’I wonder what the fans would say if I posted something new right now?’

The dangerous thought had barely formed in her mind before she stamped it out.

’No, no, I have to lie low. I’ll wait for this to blow over.’

’Otherwise, if I stir up more trouble, Sister Wei will just laugh at me again.’

’Sister Wei is really too much!’

’Bringing up my embarrassing past right on the street. Wasn’t she afraid passersby would hear?’

’Couldn’t she just pretend she didn’t know?’

’Ugh, so annoying!’

[Speaking of which, her vegetable garden is growing really well. With a big yard like that, the house must be super expensive, right? As expected of a famous movie star. She’s so rich!]

[If I were that rich, I’d definitely donate half of it.]

’What’s with the passive-aggressive tone?’

’I work hard for my money. Can’t I live in a nice place?’

’What am I earning money for, then?’

Ni Bingyan pursed her lips and pretended she hadn’t seen the comment.

If she weren’t a public figure, she would have definitely fired back.

”To the first one, she’d reply, ’Instead of envying the fish in the deep, you should go home and weave a net.’”

’You spend all day envying others for being rich, why don’t you try being a little more diligent? Go figure out how to earn it yourself?!’

”To the second one, ’Through wind and rain, people in need are waiting for you. Whether you donate a lot or a little, it’s the thought that counts.’”

’If you actually donate, I’ll call you a badass. If you don’t, then shut your mouth!’

’Even if you only have ten bucks, right? It’s not like you can’t donate five~’

’After all, you’re such a saint.’

[I’m done for. I just found out she’s ten thousand times better in private than I ever knew. I can’t help it, I’m becoming a fan!]

’Come on over, little darling! I’ll do my best not to disappoint you!’

[Hahaha! She’s actually an angler! She really loves fishing! And her skills look pretty decent, too.]

[Pfft~ That’s real love, then. Besides doing worksheets, her favorite thing is probably fishing, huh?]

[Speaking of fishing skills, I just discovered that a ’Miss N’ on a certain platform shares fishing tips in a paid, no-fluff tutorial. You guys think that’s her?]

[Yes, yes! Look at the picture with it—the big jar in the corner is the same one from this photo on her Weibo.]

[Why does she work so hard? She already earns a lot, doesn’t she? Yet she won’t even pass up this little bit of extra cash online.]

[She gets to do something she loves and earn a little money on the side. There’s nothing wrong with making a living off your skills.]

’Hmph~ Being able to make money from a personal hobby is what’s truly impressive!’

’Back in the day, I really did study fishing techniques seriously. When I posted tutorials online, a lot of people said they learned something and called me a master!’

[I looked up Miss N’s donation records. Twenty-three Hope Primary Schools, plus several other charity projects. The total value is at least several tens of millions. After calculating her salary from the past two years, it’s no wonder she’s not willing to spend money on jewelry. She probably doesn’t have the money for it and doesn’t want to use her dad’s money, right?]

’Oh my~ It’s not that dramatic~’

[That wave of haters this morning... I wonder who hired those trolls. They were all wishing for her downfall.]

[It was just brainless hate. A lot of their claims were completely baseless.]

”Haters?”

Reading this, Ni Bingyan grew suspicious.

She went out to wash her face, continuing to read on her phone while doing her skincare routine. As she got the full picture, she inevitably saw the news about her father being hospitalized. Her hands froze. She immediately found his contact and placed a video call.

For people who work away from home, the biggest fear is their parents falling ill when they can’t be by their side.

The call connected. Ni Bingyan’s eyes were already red, but before she could say a word, she saw her dad turn the camera.

Sang Yuan was sitting by the hospital bed, carefully peeling an apple.

”Yuanyuan, Bingbing’s on video!”

Ni Guangli sounded incredibly guilty.

’Thank goodness my good boy is here!’

Sang Yuan looked up and gave her a small smile. ”Don’t worry, baby. I’m here with Dad.”

The tears Ni Bingyan had been holding back instantly broke free.

’Just a moment ago, she was thinking she wasn’t the type to be desperate to get married, but now she really wanted to drag him straight to the courthouse!’

She’d been wondering why he hadn’t called to comfort her with all the chaos online today. It turned out he’d gone to take care of her dad for her.

All her snarking while she read the comments earlier was really just a way to ease the fear in her heart.

Deep down, she knew that for a female celebrity, having a secret vent account like this discovered would inevitably bring huge risks.

No one is perfect, and there would always be things people could pick out, magnify, and turn into sharp swords to attack her with.

But now, she suddenly wasn’t afraid anymore.

Her life was already filled with so many people and things worth cherishing. It was perfectly normal for some people not to like her!

’If everyone in the world loved me, I’d probably be struck by lightning!’

’This is just right!’