This guy, the bigger he gets, the more he’s like a big baby, needing to be coaxed. Bo Yan had to put down his phone first.

Luckily, he had washed up earlier, pulled the curtains, and turned off the lights in the room, leaving everything in darkness. He climbed into bed and embraced her, but still took out his phone.

Xia Siyu smacked his phone away: "It’s bad for your eyes."

"Alright, I won’t look." Bo Yan put the phone aside, and Xia Siyu snuggled into his arms, not only finding a familiar spot but also having him place his palm on her abdomen, using his body warmth to warm herself.

In the dark, Xia Siyu’s voice was nonchalant as usual: "I know what you’re trying to do. It’s unnecessary. They say that a thousand people have a thousand Hamlets. Whatever you shout here, some people will always make their own associations, and the end result is mutual destruction."

Bo Yan laughed at her: "I thought you only read classical literature, and now you’re reading Shakespeare?"

"The method is actually simple: capture the leader first. These people, without a few big fans organizing trouble, those big fans brainwashing them, even if individual small fans are dissatisfied, they won’t have such destructive power. Just have them fire those troublemaking big fans. As long as the top tier of the fan club doesn’t cause trouble, fans can’t be organized."

This is indeed like a peasant uprising; without someone calling out for arms, and unless it’s extremely dire, ordinary civilians rarely think of rebelling. Only when some people use religion or remnants from a past dynasty to manipulate and constantly brainwash, incite the people to cause trouble, combined with natural disasters, does an uprising occur.

If you can’t solve the problem, then solve the person who raised the problem; this truth has held from ancient times till now.

"Or, you can establish a few big fans who support us and constantly promote our business among the fan groups. Those troublemaking big fans may brainwash, but we can also counter-brainwash, fight fire with fire. Praise one and criticize the other; I bet they won’t cause trouble."

Xia Siyu manages her fan circle like this. Previously, her fans and Bo Yan’s fans would clash noisily. Later, when she fell from grace, Bo Yan’s fans became even more arrogant, stepping on her wherever they went. When she rose again, those old fans resented Bo Yan’s fans and would incite new fans to stir trouble.

Xia Siyu suppressed several ringleaders of trouble, and set up some CP fans, instantly improving the fan atmosphere. Especially since many of her old fans know she often interacts with a hardcore fan called "Shengxia Yanyu." That person is both her hardcore fan and a CP fan of her and Bo Yan. With this guidance, her fan circle remained relatively stable.

This time, angry Bo Yan fans went to rampage on the official super chat plaza, while her fans helped to put out the fire. Though there were some quarrels, it wasn’t as chaotic as Bo Yan’s fan club.

Bo Yan was indeed a bit surprised. Normally, he only saw Xia Siyu treating fans roughly, not expecting she had such ideas. He’s often troubled by the fan circle too, but he’s different from Xia Siyu. Xia Siyu is now completely independent, whereas his contract is still with the original company. Though he works on his own, he still needs to rely on the original company to operate. The fan club was also established by the original company, making management a bit convoluted, which is why he couldn’t easily intervene.

But Xia Siyu usually appears as "lacking emotional intelligence," being arrogant and self-centered, yet unexpectedly she employs strategy. Although Bo Yan knows she isn’t lacking emotional intelligence, she’s simply too lazy to follow others’ rules. Her status and strength have reached a level where she doesn’t need to care about others’ opinions. Just like an ancient Emperor; before ascending to the throne, he had to appease this and that, but once in power, being the most formidable of all, why bother acting?

But not pretending doesn’t mean the Emperor doesn’t use strategies.

Xia Siyu is certainly not an Emperor; she doesn’t merely suppress and exploit her fans. She’s grateful and touched by her fans’ goodwill, but she wouldn’t change herself for their preferences. If they attempt to threaten her in that way, she’ll find a way to counter their schemes.

My wife is smarter than I imagined.

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded, "I’ll discuss it with Song Fengzhi."

"What’s the rush? It’s not like this kind of thing yields results immediately. We can talk about it tomorrow." Xia Siyu, with her impatient temperament, surprisingly understands the need to lie low and endure. Indeed, in some novels, confronting someone face-to-face feels far more satisfying than retaliating later, but actually, vengeance brewed over time hits harder.

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded again, feeling moved. Yesterday, Xia Siyu deliberately played a game of enticing him by retreating, finally using her period as a "Death Exemption Token," leaving him in an awkward position. He even lamented at that time, wondering when this fellow would mature, if she hadn’t already regressed.

But seeing it now, this girl is quite perceptive; she understands everything.

Xia Siyu is certainly not an Emperor; she doesn’t merely suppress and exploit her fans. She’s grateful and touched by her fans’ goodwill, but she wouldn’t change herself for their preferences. If they attempt to threaten her in that way, she’ll find a way to counter their schemes.

My wife is smarter than I imagined.

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded, "I’ll discuss it with Song Fengzhi."

"What’s the rush? It’s not like this kind of thing yields results immediately. We can talk about it tomorrow." Xia Siyu, with her impatient temperament, surprisingly understands the need to lie low and endure. Indeed, in some novels, confronting someone face-to-face feels far more satisfying than retaliating later, but actually, vengeance brewed over time hits harder.

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded again, feeling moved. Yesterday, Xia Siyu deliberately played a game of enticing him by retreating, finally using her period as a "Death Exemption Token," leaving him in an awkward position. He even lamented at that time, wondering when this fellow would mature, if she hadn’t already regressed.

But seeing it now, this girl is quite perceptive; she understands everything.

Xia Siyu is certainly not an Emperor; she doesn’t merely suppress and exploit her fans. She’s grateful and touched by her fans’ goodwill, but she wouldn’t change herself for their preferences. If they attempt to threaten her in that way, she’ll find a way to counter their schemes.

My wife is smarter than I imagined.

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded, "I’ll discuss it with Song Fengzhi."

"Okay." Bo Yan nodded, "I’ll discuss it with Song Fengzhi."