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I dressed up as the heroine who ran with the ball in the story "Ba Zong". According to the plot, I should return five years later with the genius baby and start a sadomasochistic relationship with him chasing her away. I took a photo of the pregnancy test form and posted it on Weibo: "I'm pregnant, it's up to you." The trending search exploded, the president went crazy, and my phone was blown up by the sky-high endorsement deals. The people who are kneeling in front of my door crying now are not the bosses, but the fathers of the brand who are begging for cooperation. As for that man? He was being impeached by the board of directors, and I took the shares and happily paid the sky-high breakup fee. "Madam, the president said he realized his mistake..." "Tell him that it's me now and I don't want to play anymore."