Hot Search Alert! The Princess Goes Viral Worldwide-Chapter 70
The internet has become a chaotic circus lately, with all sorts of bizarre characters emerging, shamelessly riding on Gu Nanyan's fame for clout.
Gu Nanyan herself, however, remains completely silent—neither confirming nor denying anything, no matter what others say.
Netizens have grown numb to it all. Now, whenever someone claims to be Gu Nanyan's sister or brings her up, their first reaction is: "Get lost! Screw off! Far, far away!"
The situation spirals further out of control, growing increasingly absurd until people start turning it into a meme.
Someone posts on Douyin:
[With a dead-serious expression, they say Gu Nanyan is coming back tomorrow at 2 PM. Want to know how I know? Because I'm the ship she's on.]
The comments erupt with laughter: "Yes! Exactly! You're the ship—your timing must be accurate!"
Netizens love jumping on trends, and soon everyone starts imitating it, claiming to be Gu Nanyan's tiger, embroidery needle, grass ball, pen, shoes… you name it.
Eventually,
#IAmGuNanyansSomething
becomes a viral meme, spreading like wildfire.
No one bothers to trace its origin—they’re too busy memeing, completely forgetting about Gu Ruozhu, the sister.
Gu Ruozhu’s expensive marketing campaigns and paid promotions all go down the drain.
Every time she tries to steer the conversation toward herself—saying how her sister Gu Nanyan dotes on her, buying her loads of clothes—netizens just reply: "Yep, that’s right. I’m those clothes. I saw it myself."
The relentless trolling and derailing drive Gu Ruozhu insane.
She spent 5 million on marketing, only to turn herself into a laughingstock.
Aghhh! She wants to be a goddess, not a joke!
Gu Nanyan has arrived at The Zhan Family Courtyard.
During the three-day return journey, Zhan Lingfeng only managed to spend time alone with her on the first day when he went to pick her up.
Even then, Gu Nanyan seemed exhausted, resting most of the time and barely speaking to him.
By the second and third days, everyone crowded around her, forming an impenetrable wall—Zhan Lingfeng couldn’t get close.
Leaving the island should’ve been a happy occasion, but the thought of being separated from Gu Nanyan, not seeing her for a long time, leaves everyone feeling miserable.
It’s strange—they haven’t known her for long, yet they’ve grown inexplicably dependent on her.
Just being near Gu Nanyan makes them feel safe, secure.
The idea of parting leaves a hollow ache in their hearts.
The men restrain themselves, mindful of propriety, but the girls have no such reservations, swarming around Gu Nanyan.
"Yan-jie, what are your plans after you get back?"
"Yan-jie, let’s exchange WeChat! We have to stay in touch!"
"Yan-jie, please don’t forget me!"
"Yan-jie, look, I made this little gift for you!"
…
With the girls constantly surrounding her, Zhan Lingfeng can’t get near. The moment he spots an opening, the giant tiger swoops in, nuzzling Gu Nanyan for head pats.
Zhan Lingfeng’s face darkens with frustration.
Once, he couldn’t stand being near Gu Nanyan. Now, when he actually wants to be close, he finds her perpetually mobbed.
Fine, he consoles himself. Let others have her during the day—he’ll visit her at night.
Glancing at his reflection, he sees a tall, striking figure.
Zhan Lingfeng never cared much for looks—he even resented his own attractiveness for drawing unwanted attention.
But now? He’s grateful. At least his face can captivate Gu Nanyan without effort.
His plan fails.
Even at night, Gu Nanyan has no time for him.
The crowd lingers until 9 or 10 PM, only dispersing when she tires. By then, she heads straight to bed.
After his panicked retreat last time they shared a bed, Gu Nanyan assumed he disliked it.
She never forces anyone—if he doesn’t want to "attend" her, so be it.
Thus, on the ship, they slept separately.
Now, Zhan Lingfeng watches helplessly as Gu Nanyan disappears into her room, leaving him alone on the deck, chilled by the wind.
Regret gnaws at him. Why did he run?
Serves him right.
But it’s fine, he tells himself. The voyage only lasted three days. Once they’re back at The Zhan Family Courtyard, he’ll clear out the crowd—Gu Nanyan will be his alone.
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After three days at sea and a day’s flight, they finally return.
Only for Gu Nanyan to be swarmed by Zhan's Mother, Zhan Yiran, Little Ruirui, Hua Ying'an, and Le Xuanji.
Even the servants and security rush over, exclaiming: "Madam is back!"
"Thank goodness, Madam’s finally home!"
"Wahh, Madam must’ve suffered so much!"
Pushed to the outermost edge, Zhan Lingfeng: "…"
No one’s welcoming him?
Inside, with no space left around Gu Nanyan, Zhan Lingfeng moves to the opposite sofa—only for Zhan's Mother to say: "Lingfeng, work must’ve piled up at the company. Go handle it.
We’ll take care of Yanyan here."
Zhan Lingfeng: "…"
Dismissed without warning.
"Eldest Sister-in-law, I was so worried!" Zhan Yiran’s eyes glisten.
"Yanyan must’ve barely eaten or slept—she’s lost weight," Zhan's Mother frets, clasping Gu Nanyan’s hands before instructing Aunt Qian to have the kitchen prepare a lavish feast to replenish her.
Little Ruirui says nothing, just clutches Gu Nanyan’s waist, trembling in her lap.
"Ruirui, don’t be scared. Auntie’s fine," Gu Nanyan murmurs, stroking his hair.
He only hugs her tighter.
Aunt Qian’s voice wavers: "Ruirui barely ate these days. He kept waiting by the door, hoping you’d return."
Before tears spill, she hurries to the kitchen.
Inside, the chefs work fervently, determined to craft the most nourishing, delicious dishes for Madam.
Outside, gardeners trim hedges and weeds, polishing the scenery to perfection—anything to please her.
The entire Zhan Family Courtyard thrums with life, vibrant and joyous.
Their mistress is home!
Happiness reigns.
