Billionaire’s Hidden Love

As a C-list starlet who is the laughingstock of the entire internet, the public’s consensus of me is:

Her face is a masterpiece of craftsmanship; her acting is a patchwork of scraps.

One day, I participated in a live variety show.

The host asked each guest to use their eyes to portray a secret crush.

I was brimming with confidence.

I was basically playing myself.

After all, I’ve had a secret crush for six years, and he’s never suspected a thing.

However, after watching my performance, the top-tier Film Emperor’s expression turned complicated.

“Are you sure you don’t actually hate him?”

I was completely dazed.

The Danmaku went wild:

[Those in the know see a crush; those who don’t think you’re about to shank him.]

[The poor guy would be depressed to death, wondering how on earth he offended you.]

[You certainly have a unique understanding of “secret crushes.”]

[This is pretty explosive, even for the secret crush community.]

[Forget acting; with skills like that, you’d struggle to find your way out of a paper bag.]

[Film Emperor: I feel like I just missed out on a fortune.]

[Shu Yan: Her acting career just met its Waterloo.]

[How many years in prison do you get for a “secret crush” like that?]

Overnight, I shot to the top of the trending searches.