The short video posted last night surprisingly surpassed two hundred million clicks overnight.
Likes and comments exceeded two million, and followers surged from zero to two hundred and ten thousand.
The name "Cool Mama" instantly shot to the top of the short video trending list.
The entire internet was buzzing with speculation about who she was, what she did, what she looked like, and who her husband was. Why could she have given birth to such adorable children?
Jiang Nanfang hadn't expected the children to generate so much traffic, catapulting her into internet stardom.
However, the path of an internet celebrity was merely a fleeting novelty, nothing to be particularly proud of.
She might be popular today and forgotten tomorrow; it was best to maintain a stable mindset.
Closing her phone, she buried herself in her drawing.
It wasn't until past five in the afternoon, with the official finale approaching, that she stopped and called her editor.
The editor said everything was ready. The signing would officially begin at nine tomorrow morning, and she was asked to arrive at seven to change, get her makeup done, and go through the preparations.
The manga had been very popular during its serialization, so many fans were expected to attend. Tomorrow would surely be a tough battle.
Jiang Nanfang ordered nutritious dinner from the hotel, ate, and then took a bath and did her skincare.
Having stayed up all night and then spent the day busy, she didn't chat with the children.
She sent a message informing them about tomorrow's signing presale event and then went to bed early.
At the Zhan family residence, during dinner, Gong Beibei happily handed an invitation to Zhan Beijue.
"Ah Jue, for the past while, I've been preparing for my first solo art exhibition in China. After a month of preparation, it's finally opening tomorrow."
"I don't have many friends. Would you grace me with your presence tomorrow and add to the atmosphere?"
Although she lived at the Zhan residence, they hadn't seen much of her lately. It turned out she had been busy with her solo exhibition.
Zhan Beijue glanced at the exquisite invitation and the address on it, showing little interest.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? My schedule is planned in advance. I'll have to check my itinerary for tomorrow before I can decide."
Unexpectedly, he had refused without a second thought.
Everything Gong Beibei did was for him. Hearing this, her heart sank considerably.
Fortunately, she had Aunt Zhou's backing.
"How busy can you be? Do you have to handle every single matter for the entire company? Will the company collapse if you don't go to work for a day?"
"Beibei has never asked you for anything. She finally opens her mouth once, and you can't even give her face? Don't you have any manners?"
"Even if there's something of utmost importance tomorrow, you have to push it aside. I've decided this matter. You're going, and you'll both go together tomorrow."
He supposed that was true.
Gong Beibei never seemed to ask him for any favors. It was just an art exhibition, asking a friend to attend and boost the atmosphere.
Refusing her truly wouldn't be right.
Zhan Beijue picked up his phone and messaged Ah Zhong, informing him that he wouldn't be coming to the company tomorrow.
"I didn't say I wouldn't go. Why are you getting so angry?"
His mother frowned, "How can I not be angry? You're so busy all day that you don't even have any personal time."
"Beibei has been back in the country for so long, seeing her every day at home, yet you haven't taken the time to take her out or for a stroll to relax. You have no manners at all. The older you get, the more improper you become."
Saying this, his mother looked fondly at Gong Beibei.
"After you finish with your busy schedule tomorrow, won't there be a celebration dinner in the evening? Ah Jue will pay for it, let him host it for you."
"You've worked hard for a month. You should rest from now on."
He supposed he should help Gong Beibei out of consideration for Uncle Gong.
Zhan Beijue agreed.
"What style do you like? I'll have someone arrange it later."
"Anything is fine," Gong Beibei said meaningfully, "I like anything you arrange."
Ge'er, sitting next to Zhan Beijue, found the invitation quite pretty. She took it and looked at it with her brother.
Upon seeing the address, both of them felt a slight joy in their hearts.
Tomorrow, Mommy was going to have a new book signing presale event, and it was happening right next to her art exhibition.
What a coincidence?
"Daddy, can I go with you?"
The clever Ge'er instantly had an idea.
"I've never been to an art exhibition since I grew up. It sounds interesting, let me go and experience it too."
She returned the invitation to Zhan Beijue and, in a soft and cute manner, hooked her arm around his.
Rui Rui also wanted to see Mommy's signing presale and quickly chimed in to support his sister.
"I've never been to an art exhibition either, Daddy. I want to go too."
"Sister Gong, can my sister and I go with you?"
Rui Rui always deliberately called her Sister Gong, which sounded awful. Gong Beibei disliked it.
However, it was rare for the two little ones to be so proactive today, wanting to go to her event.
Before Zhan Beijue could speak, she eagerly agreed, as if to show goodwill.
"Of course. It's just that I've never had guests as young as you before."
"I've heard that Rui Rui's artistic appreciation is much better than that of ordinary people. Auntie will need your guidance."
The next morning, the two children woke up early, put on their nice clothes, and waited downstairs for Zhan Beijue.
At eight o'clock, dressed in formal attire, the four of them, looking like a family, got into Zhan Beijue's business car.
At eight-thirty, at the entrance of Hall A of the South City Art Museum, the area was festively decorated with a red carpet.
Men and women dressed in fine clothes walked back and forth at the entrance, creating a very lively atmosphere.
She said she didn't have many friends, yet the venue was already so bustling before the host even arrived?
Zhan Beijue looked at Gong Beibei with a hint of confusion.
Gong Beibei quickly explained, "It wasn't me who arranged it. It's all thanks to Brother Yan Chuan."
"He also just returned from abroad recently. He heard I was holding an art exhibition and very kindly helped me with everything from start to finish. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to organize it so quickly."
Xu Yanchuan?
As soon as the name was mentioned, Xu Yanchuan walked towards the business car.
The door opened, and he made a gentlemanly gesture, extending his hand to Gong Beibei.
"Beautiful Miss Gong, you've finally arrived. Please come in quickly, everyone has been eagerly awaiting your arrival."
After helping Gong Beibei out, he noticed Zhan Beijue sitting in the back.
After a long time, Xu Yanchuan smiled slightly.
"I didn't expect you two to come together. Long time no see, Ah Jue."
Xu Yanchuan was an old classmate of Zhan Beijue from Huafu Middle School.
They hadn't seen each other since graduating from middle school, nearly ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhan Beijue didn't have much of a relationship with him, only remembering him as a "talented" young man who enjoyed writing overly sentimental poetry.
He gave a faint smile, "Long time no see."
Ge'er peered out from the gap between the seats.
Seeing a handsome young gentleman in a white suit standing outside the door, tall and leggy, with handsome features.
He smiled with a gentle and refined demeanor, like jade, and wore gold-rimmed glasses.
Suddenly, she couldn't control herself and rushed to the car door, acting smitten.
"Wow, so Daddy has such handsome friends~ Brother, you're so handsome, can you carry me down?"
Zhan Beijue: "???"
He had heard long ago that Zhan Beijue was married and had children but had never seen them.
Seeing them today, indeed, a handsome father produces a handsome son.
The daughter of a handsome man was exceptionally beautiful.
Xu Yanchuan reached out and carried her down, looking at her tender little face with adoration.
"You're so beautiful, Miss Zhan, aren't you? What's your name?"
"My name is Zhan Jingge. Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"
"No, why?"
Ge'er hugged his neck and pressed her tender little face against his ear.
"I don't have a boyfriend either. Can you wait for me to grow up and be your girlfriend?"