Liu Yue was initially shocked to find herself blocked but quickly understood why. After all, she had blocked the other party first, so it was only natural. Despite this, besides Weibo, she had no other way to contact the “Peerless Stock God.”

After some consideration, Liu Yue posted an apology directed at the “Peerless Stock God” on Weibo. She also rallied her fans, hoping they would message him privately and tag him to check her post.

Comments from netizens began pouring in almost immediately.

“First comment, mine!”

“Oh my god, investing in pharmaceutical and biotech is like finding free money!”

“Poor goddess, got slapped in the face twice…”

“Goddess, message received, I’ll message him right away!”

“Who is this ‘Peerless Stock God’ exactly?”

“Report, private message sent!”

…

As she read these messages, Liu Yue quietly waited, hoping for a quick response from the “Peerless Stock God.”

Meanwhile, Wang Haoran, having just finished class, noticed the market had closed and checked Weibo on his phone. He’d already removed all hateful messages from yesterday. There were now nearly a thousand new messages.

Opening them, Wang Haoran saw a stark difference from yesterday’s messages.

“Dad, what should I buy tomorrow?!”

“Dad, there’s a goddess looking for you, check it out!”

“Dad, I’m sorry for cursing you yesterday. What should I buy tomorrow? Please tell me?!”

“I followed you, please post tomorrow’s market analysis!”

“I acknowledge you as my father, willing to serve you faithfully. Heaven and earth bear witness, may I be punished if I betray this. Dad, I acknowledge you, what should I buy tomorrow?!”

…

Wang Haoran chuckled at these messages. Yesterday they cursed him, and today they call him “dad.” He recognized some IDs that were particularly nasty before, now pretending as if nothing happened. Wang Haoran promptly added these IDs to the blacklist.

He then checked for other changes on his Weibo. His newly registered account initially had no followers, and the few who did follow were just haters. However, after the “Peerless Stock God’s” accurate prediction of the pharmaceutical and biotech sector, the account gained significant attention, reaching over thirty thousand followers in a short time. New followers were joining at a rate of about a thousand every few seconds.

This rapid follower growth was astounding.

Next, Wang Haoran glanced at Liu Yue’s Weibo and saw her apology post. Liu Yue wanted to buy his analysis of the pharmaceutical sector with money? Wang Haoran didn’t care, as he wasn’t short of money. However, he needed to respond.

He didn’t plan to comment on Liu Yue’s Weibo. She blocked him yesterday, and even though she apologized, he couldn’t let it go easily. Women, especially proud ones like Liu Yue, shouldn’t be indulged. Otherwise, if they ever truly interacted, she’d hold her head too high.

After some thought, Wang Haoran posted on his account:

“Post a Weibo tagging me and say ‘Honey, I was wrong,’ and I’ll tell you. Otherwise, no deal.”

After posting, Wang Haoran sent it out.

On the other side, Liu Yue kept waiting for Wang Haoran’s response, refreshing every minute. A netizen soon informed her of news from the “Peerless Stock God.”

Delighted, Liu Yue eagerly checked the “Peerless Stock God’s” Weibo. But upon seeing the post, her face froze.

Calling him honey? That was tough.

Liu Yue considered negotiating but remembered she was blocked by the “Peerless Stock God.” She couldn’t send messages or comment.

“It’s just a post, not face-to-face. It’s no big deal, right? It’s not like it’ll hurt. Besides, this is the internet, nobody really knows each other, so it’s not real.”

After encouraging herself, Liu Yue edited a Weibo post, tagging him and writing “Honey, I was wrong.”

When Wang Haoran saw this post, he privately messaged Liu Yue, explaining why the pharmaceutical and biotech sector would surge at the end of the trading day.

Enlightened, Liu Yue developed great admiration for the “Peerless Stock God.”

That evening, in her villa’s living room, Liu Yue, as usual, prepared an analysis article on the next day’s stock trends. Just as she was about to type, she paused. Two consecutive days of wrong predictions had cast a shadow on her confidence.

With this feeling, Liu Yue messaged the “Peerless Stock God,” explaining her analysis of the next day’s market and asked, “What do you think?”

After a few minutes, she received a reply.

“I’ll give you a chance to rephrase your question. How should you ask me?”

Momentarily stunned, Liu Yue quickly understood, sending a private message: “Honey, what do you think?”

Since she had already used that term on Weibo, seen by so many netizens, the initial embarrassment had passed. Now, calling him that in private, seen only by the “Peerless Stock God,” wasn’t a big deal.

With Liu Yue’s compliant response, the “Peerless Stock God” quickly replied.

“You’re making progress; your prediction is completely correct.”

Relieved, Liu Yue confidently began typing on her laptop.

Nearby, Ji Shuiyao held her phone, editing a message to someone.

“What is Sixth Sister doing?” Qiu Qianwei, having just finished cleaning the kitchen, unexpectedly sat next to Ji Shuiyao on the sofa, speaking loudly.

Startling Ji Shuiyao, she dropped her phone. “Seventh Sister, please don’t scare me like that. My heart almost leaped out,” Ji Shuiyao complained while picking up her phone from the floor.

Thankfully, the phone was durable, withstanding two drops from Qiu Qianwei’s scares, yet the screen remained undamaged.