After a Failed Blind Date, a Rich Woman Tries to Get Into My Heart - Chapter 165

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In the days that followed, analysts began estimating the earnings of Shen Lang’s short drama series based on its popularity and viewership numbers.

On Douyin and across web novel communities, everyone was buzzing about Shen Lang’s astonishing earnings—and even more so, the high production quality and stellar performances of the cast.

There was no denying it: Shen Lang’s martial arts short drama had become a major phenomenon, boasting jaw-dropping daily revenues and over 200 million views in online discussions.

Despite the spotlight, Shen Lang had started visiting the filming locations less frequently. He had never intended to be a public figure. His dream life was simple—make money quietly behind the scenes and spend quality time with his girlfriends.

To free up his schedule, he hired Dong Fei, who had just wrapped up another film, to assist the assistant director in managing the new episodes.

The show’s explosive popularity had significantly boosted the actors’ visibility—and their rates. No one dared to slack off, knowing other productions were eager to poach this talented and cost-effective team.

Among them, Tang Yanyan—the female lead—was especially dazzling. Her natural talent, honed further under Shen Lang’s direction, along with her stunning figure, made her stand out in this martial arts fantasy drama.

Since the show’s release, Tang Yanyan’s followers had surged from a few hundred thousand to over a million devoted fans.

Now, with just a streaming session or a casual display of skill, she could earn tens of thousands of yuan.

She was even considering breaking her contract with her current agency to join Shen Lang’s team full-time, focusing solely on short video adaptations of novels.

Everyone on set knew this was a crucial moment. If Shen Lang decided to cut someone, their career might never recover.

On Friday night, Shen Lang was driving to his father-in-law Su Zhendong’s home when his phone rang. It was Tang Yanyan.

“Hey, Director Shen, what are you up to?”

“Driving. Why?”

With one hand on the wheel, Shen Lang teased,
“Shouldn’t you be filming right now? What’s going on?”

“I miss you~”

Tang Yanyan’s sugary-sweet voice came through the line.
“Aren’t you coming to set today?”

“Got other things to handle today. I’ll be there tomorrow. Make sure to listen to Director Dong and behave.”

Back in the day, that voice might’ve made Shen Lang blush. But now, he wasn’t the same shy guy—he had experience, confidence, and resistance to flirtation.

Especially since his divine vision told him one important detail: Tang Yanyan had over 500 experience points.

She wasn’t inherently bad, but she was definitely the type who had been around—a classic “heartbreaker.”

Shen Lang had zero intention of getting tangled up with someone like her. A little harmless flirting over the phone was fine, but that’s where it ended.

Still, her growing popularity had value. Shen Lang figured he could gently guide her career. Once she signed with his media company, she could help bring in more fans—and more revenue.

“I just wanted to hear what your plans are,” she said, clearly hinting at more.

With just one word from Shen Lang, this million-follower streamer would probably jump into a relationship. But Shen Lang wasn’t interested in playing those games.

Unless, of course, it involved the landlord’s wife.

Shrugging, Shen Lang ended the call:
“Not now. I’ve got another call coming in. Talk later.”

He casually deleted the call log.
“Money really does make people throw themselves at you,” he muttered.

Minutes later, Shen Lang turned into Yulong Bay community, parked his BMW in his girlfriend’s reserved spot, and carried a few bags of gifts into the elevator.

Arriving at a door decorated with Pikachu stickers, he rang the bell with one hand while balancing the gifts with the other.

“That must be Little Shen!”

From inside, Shen Lang heard the familiar voice of Su Zhendong and approaching footsteps.

The door swung open.

“Little Shen! Long time no see!”

It was Su Zhendong, cheerful and beaming. Beside him were Zhang Chunling and Su Lexuan, both wearing bright smiles.

“You’ve been killing it lately,” Su Zhendong said, clapping Shen Lang on the shoulder.
“Everywhere I look, it’s your face or your show. I can’t even find a decent novel anymore.”

Su Lexuan knew everything—about Shen Lang’s short drama success, his income, and future plans. She’d proudly shared the news with her parents.

With their golden son-in-law visiting tonight, they had taken the day off to prepare a feast.

“Oh? Uncle, you’ll read other people’s novels but not support mine?” Shen Lang joked, handing over the gifts and slipping off his shoes like he was home.

“Nonsense,” Su Zhendong replied, passing the gifts to Su Lexuan without even glancing inside.
“I’ve listened to your audiobook from beginning to end multiple times. Of course I’ve seen the drama!”

“Don’t even bring it up,” Zhang Chunling said with a laugh.
“Your uncle re-watches your drama every night. I think he’s memorized the lines.”

“Hey! Shen Zhu? Where’s my gift? Did you only bring stuff for my parents?” Su Lexuan peeked into the bags, quoting a line Shen Lang had once joked about.

Zhang Chunling playfully tapped her daughter’s cheek, making everyone burst out laughing.

“Shen…”

“So, Little Shen, are there any changes coming to the story? Tang Yanyan is still the female lead, right? She’s got a killer figure—cough, I mean, great acting skills!”

As Su Lexuan moved closer to Shen Lang, her father pulled him toward the dining table, chatting about the plot.

They didn’t look like a future father- and son-in-law—it felt more like two good buddies catching up.

“Mom, can you control your husband?” Su Lexuan pouted, whispering to her mom.
“He’s openly trying to steal my man.”

“What nonsense!” Zhang Chunling laughed.
“Silly girl, go wash your hands. Time to eat.”

Su Lexuan stuck out her tongue and skipped off, but paused for a moment to look back.

Her dad and boyfriend were laughing together in the living room—one, the father she adored; the other, the man she loved.

It warmed her heart to see them getting along so well.

“This is perfect,” she thought. “I hope things stay this way forever.”

[Ding! Su Lexuan’s affection toward the host increased by 5 points. Current value: 70. Keep it up!]