Ma Yuanyuan had been tormented by something lately.
Tang Heihu's videos. Understanding through Courtesy's videos.
She didn't want to watch them. She really didn't. But those things seemed to have grown legs, worming their way onto her homepage. Once one came up and her finger paused for a second, she couldn't swipe away.
The painful part was that she didn't want to block them.
She hated herself for being so pathetic.
After the divorce, she had started an account of her own. She and her daughter appeared on camera, filming daily life and parenting. She understood traffic and knew when to post and which topics could go viral. She had managed to gain tens of thousands of followers, selling mother-and-baby products and children's clothes and taking a few advertising deals. The income was decent enough.
But she knew full well.
This account wasn't going any further. Neither she nor her daughter had anything particularly outstanding about them.
Reaching the numbers Li Le's account had pulled at its peak back then would be hard for her in this lifetime.
Just thinking about it annoyed her.
Her mother had been nagging in her ear lately, starting up again with both remarks and insinuations.
"Tell me, what was wrong with Li Le? Hardworking, honest, capable, willing to endure hardship. And he was truly devoted to your dad and me."
Ma Yuanyuan said nothing.
It was all true. She knew it was all true.
But what good did that do?
When she said she wanted a divorce, Li Le hadn't stopped her. No arguments, no scenes, no clinging. That spinelessness of his infuriated her every time she saw it.
You could have stopped me.
You could have begged me.
He hadn't.
He had left with none of their assets. There had been a million