Chapter 30: Qin Yushen Throws Another Tantrum

Catching the plush toy with one hand, Qin Yushen could clearly feel the several heated glances the woman had just cast at him.

He lowered his eyes, the corner of his lips barely tugging upward.

Shu Hui had no time to bother with him, and forgot to even question how he had slipped into her bed in the middle of the night.

Her mind was all on the trending scandal, and she hurried downstairs to find her laptop.

But Qin Yushen caught her wrist in one swift motion, draping a thin cashmere cardigan over her shoulders. He leaned in and fastened it for her, button by button, tightly covering the open back and front of her silk camisole nightdress.

Such a stiff old-fashioned man. In her past life, he was the same—an extreme control freak when it came to her clothing.

If it was only at home, she didn’t care. But once she stepped out the door, his obsessive, perverse possessiveness would always flare.

Thinking of this, even in her rush Shu Hui still made time to curse him.

Her gaze slid downward, deliberately mocking: “President Qin, already in your late thirties, and first thing in the morning your head’s filled with filth. Watch out, or you’ll end up with kidney deficiency!”

Having said her piece, she dashed off in a flash, disappearing in an instant.

Qin Yushen, not yet thirty: “…”

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Downstairs in a rush, Shu Hui opened her laptop and clicked into Weibo.

“Yu Xin” was plastered at the very top of the trending list.

Her private messages, comments, likes—all maxed out at 99+. Questions, mockery, and vicious curses rolled in like a blood-soaked storm.

Shu Hui frowned tightly. On Heartbeat Eternal’s official announcement post, the comments scolding her alone had already stacked into tens of thousands.

【Shameless money-grubber, @YuXin】
【Boycott trash games @HeartbeatEternal, boycott trash people @YuXin】
【@YuXin never shows up, never speaks, under the skin must just be a greedy fat hag. [vomit][vomit]】
【Classic quote: This game wants to sign YuXin? Unless my ancestors’ graves catch fire, billowing smoke, then maybe. Needs a lightning strike to burn them down.】
【@HeartbeatEternal check your ancestors’ graves, what a joke. She’s greedy, isn’t the several tens of thousands per commission enough? Still hungry for dirty money…】
【But the fact is, her art is good. No matter how high she charges, it’s always sold out. This feels fishy. YuXin isn’t dumb—clearly she’s being dragged out as a shield.】
【If YuXin doesn’t respond, I won’t comment.】
【Anyone still defending her must have servitude in their blood for generations [clap]】
【A slap for the foot-washing maid, two slaps for YuXin, eighteen slaps for this trash game!】
【@YuXin I’m so disappointed. For a bit of dirty money, you let yourself be dragged into this mess. Haven’t you earned enough all these years?】

…

Since yesterday afternoon, because she had not responded, even fans who once defended her could no longer withstand the onslaught.

Their voices weakened, while the insults completely filled her comments.

Shu Hui quickly scrolled through marketing accounts and gossip links, piecing together the entire course of how the scandal had spiraled.

Then she saw the Weibo announcement—naming her as a signed artist—posted without her knowledge, without her consent.

It was insane.

Fury surged, and she opened her private messages. The very “Heartbeat Eternal” she had already explicitly refused had even sent her more unread DMs yesterday.

Heartbeat Eternal V: [Image.jpg]
Heartbeat Eternal V: Here’s the official poster, take a look.
Heartbeat Eternal V: Since you won’t reply, we’ll just post it first. Time doesn’t wait for anyone. Don’t hesitate. We’re a listed company! The game division under Rongfeng Group. The benefits won’t shortchange you.

…

Inside her mind, ten thousand wild horses trampled past.

She had seen forced orders, forced revenge, even forced love—

But this was the first time she’d seen forced recruitment!

What, did they take her for some pushover to knead at will? Her rejection meant nothing, and they could just drag her out as cannon fodder?

Anger boiling, Shu Hui clicked “New Post,” fingers flying across the keyboard.

But after re-reading, she worried her words carried too much personal emotion, not objective or rigorous enough. She was about to delete and rewrite when another message popped up.

Her YuXin account had never been on “invisible” mode. Her footprints were clear: checking supertopics, checking trending tags—everyone knew she was online.

Heartbeat Eternal V: Since you’re online, hurry up and repost our announcement! Your irresponsible attitude is unacceptable. Once you start working at headquarters, this will have to change!

“C—what the hell…” Shu Hui cursed outright in fury.

Just then, Qin Yushen walked in, carrying a bowl of oatmeal milk—catching her words loud and clear.

“…”

Her gentle, thoughtful persona had lasted three years in her past life before collapsing in front of him.

This life, it had taken less than two months to crumble completely.

Shu Hui sighed inwardly, but still instinctively lowered the laptop screen a little, as if to hide it.

The man’s expression cooled. He put down the bowl without so much as glancing at the computer, then turned and left in silence.

Shu Hui knew—Qin Yushen was throwing another tantrum.

But this YuXin mess… she couldn’t explain. She didn’t want her secret exposed, or unnecessary complications.

So let him sulk if he wanted.

Returning to the Weibo editor, Shu Hui reread her “too soft” draft.

Now, in this mood, she thought it was far too mild.

Her fingers clattered across the keyboard again, writing harsher words.

Then, attaching screenshots of the chat, she directly @-tagged Heartbeat Eternal’s official account—confronting them head-on.