The advertising company worked quickly. Not long after the filming, they sent the edited preview to Bichen for review. After some revisions, the final product was quickly completed.

When Bichen’s team watched it during a meeting, He Jia looked elegant, Ai Wei appeared sweet, and Shang Xinglu… she had actually become the visual focal point.

The office was in an uproar.

“What… What little fairy is this?!”

“President Lu looks so good?!”

“Why haven’t I noticed this before? Have I missed something? Is this really our President Lu?”

Shang Xinglu: “Yes, it’s me, the editing is just great.”

Yin Yao spoke up fairly, “Louise is naturally very beautiful.”

After thinking carefully, Bichen’s employees agreed.

President Lu’s beauty had been overshadowed by her silly, playful aura.

Today was also the first time Shang Xinglu saw it herself.

She carefully watched the advertisement she filmed.

It was a skincare ad, naturally leaning towards a fresh and natural look.

All three of them wore light-colored clothes, like those elegant, pure flowers…

Then Shang Xinglu slapped her head, thinking, oh wait, “pure white lotus” isn’t a good term anymore.

In short, skipping over the flowery descriptions in her mind, from her straight male perspective, it looked great—particularly ethereal and pure.

So it turned out that she could be both charming and pure… not bad at all.

Shang Xinglu touched her chin. This was a perfect opportunity for self-praise, so she quickly sent the video to her group chat with her friends.

She said, “Look! I’m the white lotus that got ruined by all of you evil spirits.”

Within a minute, a whole bunch of vomiting emojis appeared.

Jiang Lexuan, after finishing her “vomit,” gave an honest reply, “It’s not bad, there’s no deliberate posing or suggestiveness.”

Shang Xinglu replied, “Of course, a master’s work.”

Jiang Lexuan: “…”

No, you’re a hundred years too early to be my apprentice.

Shang Xinglu was of course happy to look good in the ad. Feeling some indescribable emotion, she secretly sent the video to Lin Heng as well.

Then she got back to her work, making money every day.

That day, the employee running the official Weibo account released the full ad on Weibo, along with a product description.

The official Weibo didn’t have many followers, but someone with a sharp eye noticed, “Isn’t the third model your company’s boss? I remember seeing her in a previous post.”

The official account replied cutely: “Yes [rabbit]~”

Someone commented, “Wow, how can someone look this good? Isn’t this photoshopped?”

Immediately, others agreed, saying, “Yeah, I don’t believe a CEO can look this good. It must be photoshopped or from another dimension.”

“Why doesn’t she just continue acting? She’s so beautiful…”

People at the company started to talk about Shang Xinglu. Being questioned by these picky netizens made the official account a bit defensive.

The person managing the official account, Le Hao, sneakily posted a live photo of Shang Xinglu in the office. In the photo, Shang Xinglu was focused on the computer, her slender fingers flying across the keyboard.

A strand of hair had slipped past her ear, and she quickly tucked it behind, revealing a smooth, fair ear.

The official Weibo captioned it: “No need for photoshopping, she’s just this beautiful~”

Not only did the official Weibo post the ad, but Bichen also paid for a few influencers to post about it, which started going live over the next couple of days.

Assistant Yuan followed Bichen’s official Weibo account, of course, using a secondary account.

He needed to keep track of his boss’s ex-wife’s movements, ensuring that he knew everything, understood everything, and was clear about everything!

And Assistant Yuan paid special attention.

When the official ad dropped, it was impossible for him not to notice.

Soon, he saw someone questioning Shang Xinglu’s looks.

To be honest, Assistant Yuan didn’t have any particular feelings for Shang Xinglu.

…It’s not like he could have good feelings toward the boss’s ex-wife. What, did he want to keep his legs? No, no, did he want to keep his life?

Badmouthing Shang Xinglu’s looks was equivalent to insulting Mr. Lin’s taste.

The netizens, who blacked everything and believed in nothing, criticizing Mr. Lin’s aesthetics… Assistant Yuan couldn’t sit still anymore.

So he bought the trending spot for Shang Xinglu’s live photo.

After purchasing the trending spot, Assistant Yuan went back to work.

He bought the trending spot mainly to help clear up any doubts about Shang Xinglu’s looks, not to help her become popular, and certainly not to help Bichen gain fame.

But since the previous event involving the ordering conference and the gossip post hadn’t fully faded, everyone was still curious about the private life of the former high-society lady.

Also, the photos used in the last gossip post mostly showed Shang Xinglu in her less glamorous moments, with a more masculine, rugged look.

People guessed she must be pretty, but they didn’t expect her to look this good.

In the live photo, her face was delicate and fair, her fingers flying across the keyboard, her expression focused—there was a unique beauty to this hardworking professional woman.

Netizens went back to the gossip post to double-check—she was the daughter of a listed company, a Cambridge graduate, rich, beautiful, and hardworking…

Everyone was commenting, “I’m so jealous.”

“I’m jealous too.”

“I can’t even be jealous anymore! I just want to shut myself in!”

Of course, someone below asked, “This outfit looks nice, what brand is it? I want to buy the same one.”

Another person replied, “It’s all Chanel’s new season.”

The first person: “…Sorry, I’ll be leaving now!”

The second person: “Then I’ll look for the same style on Taobao.”

The statistics for the live photo on the official Weibo surged geometrically, and even the number of followers grew by several hundred thousand within hours.

Then the marketing account that had previously written a gossip post saw it and thought, “Damn, she’s popular again?”

Without hesitation, a long and elaborate soft article was quickly put together, mixing new and old material, and even carrying a tag: #The Most Beautiful Female CEO in the World#.

This time, the article carefully detailed Bi Chen’s growth. The blogger even somehow got hold of inside information and wrote:

“Do you think Bi Chen didn’t want to hire three professional models? Of course, they wanted to! But they didn’t have the money! No money—so the boss had to step in herself. Free labor, you know. 😂”

At this, the casual onlookers who were only here for the visuals all burst into laughter:

“Hahahahahahaha!”

“A broke yet domineering CEO, noted.”

“No budget for models? No problem, I’ll just do it myself.”

As a result, Bi Chen’s official account once again went viral. The follower count surpassed a million, and even the reposts on the ad campaign exceeded 50,000.

A crowd of people in the comments kept spamming:

“Please post more personal photos of CEO Lou!”

“We need more!”

“Ahhh, I want to see our goddess!”

Of course, some skeptics chimed in:

“Isn’t this just a marketing gimmick? And you guys actually believe it? The intelligence of netizens these days…”

Someone immediately replied:

“Our CEO Lou is so stingy she wouldn’t even hire models. You think she’d pay for a trending topic? Think again.”

Another person commented:

“That face is so edited even her mom wouldn’t recognize her. Just look at her old drama photos!”

Instantly, a defender shot back:

“I checked—those are the original images. Now open your front camera and take a look at your own face before you judge our goddess!”

By the time Shang Hangluo realized what was happening, the situation had already spiraled out of control.

Shang Xinglu: “???”

She called Le Hao over. “What’s going on?”

She understood the ad campaign, but what was with this live photo?!

Le Hao, looking a bit shy, responded:

“CEO Lou, maybe you were just born to go viral? Can I take a few more shots? Everyone’s waiting for an update! This time, I’ll edit them for you!”

Shang Xinglu: “…”

“You—you get out. I’m going to die of frustration because of you.”

Meanwhile, the group chat was blowing up, tagging her like crazy:

“Dumb Lou Lou, you’re trending again!”

“Don’t forget us when you get rich and famous!”

“One person succeeds, the whole gang rises!”

Shang Hangluo, fed up, snapped:

“That phrase is used in a negative sense, you know!”

Shi Rui replied nonchalantly:

“Doesn’t matter. We don’t exactly look like good people anyway.”

After dealing with the flood of messages, Shang Xinglu sneakily switched to her alt account and logged onto Weibo.

She first browsed through the comments under Bi Chen’s post.

Most were compliments, but a few were negative. After skimming through them, she moved on to check out the marketing account’s viral post.

In the comments, there was a link to an older exposé post. Someone remarked:

“With a face this beautiful, how could anyone bear to divorce her?”

“I, too, do not understand.”

Then, someone dropped a photo of Lin Heng from a news article, saying:

“Just look at this guy. His looks, oh my.”

Immediately, a swarm of people upvoted the photo to the top:

“Damn, I totally would!”

“Same here!”

“Count me in.”

Seeing this, Shang Xinglu: “…”

She instantly replied:

“That’s my husband! Back off!”

The comments erupted:

“Chicken coop alert!”

“Quick, catch her!”

And just like that, Shang Xinglu began aggressively arguing with them using her alt account.

On the other side, Assistant Yuan finally checked his phone again—and nearly jumped in shock.

He quickly handed his phone to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng casually glanced at it, was about to look away—then snapped his gaze back.

Because many netizens were saying:

“I hereby declare that I am married to this goddess!”

“I officially announce that I’ve been taken in by this domineering female CEO!”

“Wuwuwu, she’s my wife!”

“Wrong. She’s my husband.”

Lin Heng: “…”

No. She is his wife.

Assistant Yuan hesitated. “President Lin, should we remove the trending topic?”

Lin Heng thought for a moment. The ad had finally gained traction. If he took it down, Louise would not only cry—she would throw a tantrum.

Before he could reply, Louise’s call came through.

She sounded absolutely furious.

“You are mine! Mine!!! I’m so mad right now!!!”

Lin Heng was momentarily stunned, then chuckled, “What happened?”

Shang Xinglu huffed, “Hmph, foolish humans. Enough talk—I’m going to fight them!”

And then she immediately hung up.

Lin Heng: “…………”

What happened to “You are mine”?!

Was this really the treatment he deserved?

President Lin was suffering.

Meanwhile, Shang Xinglu had barely hung up when Le Hao, the social media manager, showed up again.

She was supposed to be off work, but she was still there, carrying an ultra-professional camera with a long lens.

“CEO Lou, we just got word that sales on the official flagship store have skyrocketed. I just got orders from President Yin—she said to take more photos of you, edit them to look even better, and upload them.”

Shang Xinglu: “???”

No, Yao Yao, how could you do this to me?!

What did Lou Lou ever do to deserve this???