In a villa not far from Wang Haoran’s.

Liu Yue briefly analyzed tomorrow’s market trends and wrote a concise report. At the end, she typically added the line, “Husband, what do you think?” before sending it privately to “Peerless Stock God.”

Before she could send it this time, Liu Yue noticed a notification that “Peerless Stock God” had posted a new post on Weibo. Quickly, she went to check.

“His physique is amazing!” Liu Yue exclaimed in surprise. Intrigued and admiring her idol, she looked at the photos repeatedly, paying special attention to the one showcasing his eight-pack abs.

[Ding, the host used the ‘Peerless Stock God’ alias to stir the heart of the female lead Liu Yue, gaining 100 villain points!]

After a while, she focused on the text. From the post’s content, Liu Yue deduced that “Peerless Stock God” must be extremely disciplined and hard-working to maintain such a physique.

“No wonder he’s so accurate with stock market trends. He combines talent with hard work! I need to be more like him,” she thought, motivating herself.

“Wow, Fifth Sister, checking out a handsome guy!” Qiu Qianwei remarked, noticing Liu Yue on her phone.

Liu Yue quickly defended herself, “Seventh Sister, I’m just browsing Weibo.”

Qiu Qianwei said, “What Weibo? Let me see.” Taking Liu Yue’s phone, she looked it over. “This physique seems a bit too perfect to be real.”

Liu Yue countered, “It’s not fake; it’s flawless.”

Qiu Qianwei explained, “Its perfection makes it look photoshopped.”

Unsure, Liu Yue replied, “Do you think these are edited?”

Qiu Qianwei nodded, “There are many fake things online, especially on social media. Haven’t you heard of people looking nothing like their pictures in real life?”

“True,” Liu Yue admitted, pondering the examples she’s encountered online.

Nearby, Qiu Qianwei caught a glimpse of a message draft Liu Yue was preparing to send— “Husband, what do you think?”

“Fifth Sister, are you dating someone online?” Qiu Qianwei asked, surprised.

“An online romance?” Ji Shuiyao, who was reading, looked up curiously.

Both looked at Liu Yue with wide eyes.

Liu Yue explained, “It’s not like that. I wanted his advice, but he said I had to call him ‘husband’ first.”

Ji Shuiyao advised seriously, “Fifth Sister, you’re capable, why let someone take advantage?”

Qiu Qianwei added, “Exactly.”

Liu Yue sheepishly replied, “I just wanted reassurance after some previous mistakes, consulting someone more skilled.”

Qiu Qianwei commented, “You’re not making a living from your analyses online, so why allow yourself to be demeaned for some extra accuracy?”

Liu Yue said, “I’ve been doing this for years; it’s become a habit.”

Ji Shuiyao noted, “Keep writing, but there’s nothing wrong with your 70-80% accuracy.”

Qiu Qianwei advised, “Be careful with online connections. If you ever find a partner, this might come back to haunt you.”

Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Liu Yue admitted they were right, agreeing, “Alright. I won’t call anyone ‘husband’ on Weibo anymore.”

Nodding, Ji Shuiyao added, “Be cautious; those edited photos aren’t worth much.”

Liu Yue reluctantly agreed while looking at “Peerless Stock God’s” perfect pictures, feeling slightly disheartened.

“I know; I’ll assume all photos are edited,” Liu Yue promised.

With that, Ji Shuiyao and Qiu Qianwei returned to their tasks.

Liu Yue decided to use her judgment to write a new analysis, posting it on Weibo.

The next morning.

Liu Yue checked her Weibo comments, finding a new post from “Peerless Stock God.”

The post, shared at five in the morning, was a short video showing his morning routine. Waking, exercising, making breakfast, wearing a suit, and driving a McLaren P1 to a luxurious office.

“The video isn’t edited; it’s authentic. Perhaps yesterday’s photos weren’t photoshopped,” Liu Yue thought, somewhat elated but still a bit disheartened recognizing her limitations.

…

In an office somewhere.

Tang Bingyun looked curiously at Wang Haoran in his suit, “What’s with the attire?”

Wang Haoran put away his phone, responding, “Just wanted to try a suit. How do I look?”

Tang Bingyun praised, “Incredible!” before adding with concern, “Do you always work so early?”

“Yes, up by five, at the company by six, and working until late night. Less than five hours of sleep,” she complained softly, “But with you, even less.”

Wang Haoran chuckled, “We can just chat next time to let you rest.”

Tang Bingyun shot him a look, “You wouldn’t dare!”

…

In the morning.

Liu Yue arrived at an investment company, where she was a special guest analyst.

Walking through, she overheard female colleagues extolling “Peerless Stock God.”

Their conversation amused her, though she wasn’t as irrationally obsessed, pondering, “Does he have a girlfriend?”

Pushing those thoughts aside, she headed to her office.

After analyzing the market by 9:30, her predictions hit the mark, boosting her confidence.

Satisfied, she stopped monitoring the market, secure in her decisions.

With spare time, she prepared coffee and went to relax in the sun on the rooftop.

Li Rong, a chief trader and 85-point beauty, joined her there.

Admiring “Peerless Stock God,” Li Rong asked, “Yue, any idea who he is?”

Liu Yue sighed, “I wish I knew.”

Li Rong focused on her phone; moments later, she cheerfully exclaimed, “Done.”

Curious, Liu Yue asked, “What?”

“I invited him to meet in real life,” Li Rong replied.

Liu Yue was surprised, “So bold, Sister Rong!”

Li Rong laughed, “At my age, you just go for it if you like someone.”

While Liu Yue pondered the brashness, Li Rong checked Weibo’s updates, finding hope in a new post suggesting he was single.

Liu Yue saw the comments and chuckled, realizing she wasn’t alone in her admiration.

[Ding, the female lead Liu Yue’s favorability towards the host’s ‘Peerless Stock God’ alias increased by 10, now 50 (heartfelt admiration).]

Amused, Liu Yue watched the ongoing intrigue during their rooftop break.

…

In the afternoon.

Liu Yue went to teach at the school. After class, she approached Wang Haoran.

“Follow me,” she instructed.

Uncertain of her intentions, but curious, Wang Haoran followed her to a private office.

Once alone, Liu Yue showed him the “Peerless Stock God” account. “This is your master’s, isn’t it?”

Feigning shock, Wang Haoran replied, “Professor Liu, how did you guess?!”

Her instincts confirmed, Liu Yue pressed, “Tell me more about your master’s personality.”

“I can’t break a promise,” Wang Haoran feigned reluctance.

Liu Yue threatened humorously, “You might have a hard lesson ahead.”

Feigning concern, he agreed, “Okay, ask away, but not too much.”

Smugly, Liu Yue inquired about his master’s hobbies and personality.

“Reading, music, fitness,” Wang Haoran answered. “He’s sunny, confident, focused, and caring.”

Surprised by the virtues described, Liu Yue wondered aloud, “Is he really that special?”

Sincerely, Wang Haoran nodded, “He’s an extraordinary man.”

Impressed, Liu Yue couldn’t help but ask, “Would someone like me appeal to him?”

Realizing her slip, she regretted voicing her curiosity, but couldn’t take back her words.