Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby Chapter 1194 Bonus : Married Life (End)

It was common knowledge that Director Song was not only a descendant of a noble lineage but also the beloved wife of the billionaire tycoon, Huo Yunque.

Their romance had blossomed during her high school years, eventually leading to a wedding ceremony following her university graduation.

By the following year, their family expanded with the arrival of their twin children.

To the public, they were the ultimate winners in life, enjoying an existence of pure bliss.

Nevertheless, those fueled by spite continued to post toxic comments across the internet.

During the first year.

Haters: "Has Song Yaoyao been dumped yet?"

Fans: "We appreciate the interest, but our goddess is happily married!"

During the second year.

Haters: "Wealthy men always stray. I’m just waiting for the scandal!"

Fans: "Our goddess is now a mother! Sending our congratulations!"

The third year came.

Haters: "Word on the street is that a mistress is carrying Mr. Huo’s baby! Hahaha, I knew this would happen!"

Huo Yunque: "I have had a vasectomy."

Haters: "..."

The fourth year passed.

Then the fifth.

And the sixth...

The detractors waited until their hair turned gray, hoping for a divorce that never came. Instead of a breakup, they watched as the couple’s lives reached new heights of prosperity.

Some remarked that while Mr. Huo was once like an untouchable god in the heavens, he had willingly descended to the mortal realm the moment he met Song Yaoyao.

In recent times, they stopped avoiding the paparazzi. Consequently, reporters would occasionally capture footage of Huo Yunque visiting Song Yaoyao on set or arriving to escort her home after work.

Song Yaoyao maintained a schedule of directing one film annually, splitting her time equally between her professional career and her family.

In their third year of marriage, her long-anticipated sci-fi zombie epic was finally released to the public. Within a single week, it pulled in two billion at the box office, shattering the domestic record for a Chinese film.

Still in her twenties, she had already swept every major domestic and international award. She had reached a level of success that most directors could only dream of achieving in a lifetime.

While Song Yaoyao reigned as a top-tier director, Tang Xinrou kept pace by earning the title of Best Actress. Their enduring bond was the envy of the industry.

Meanwhile, Xia Rao chose to step away from the limelight to focus on her personal skincare empire.

Due to the massive influence of the award-winning actress, the first shipment of products was instantly sold out by fans, even as skeptics and anti-fans accused her of selling overpriced, low-quality goods for a quick profit.

Those hoping for a failure refused to pay the premium price, yet they never missed a chance to bash Xia Rao’s brand online.

Shortly after, various female celebrities began tagging the brand on Weibo, lamenting, "YX products are impossible to find! Sister Xia, please let us go through the back door!"

Haters: "Hehe, they clearly paid for this hype. That marketing budget must be insane."

However, regular customers who actually used YX were obsessed: "Oh my god! This stuff is incredible, incredible, incredible!"

"I knew trusting my goddess was the right move!"

"Go, Chinese brands! Rise up!"

"The pride of our nation! We need more high-end domestic skincare like this! I'm losing my mind!"

Haters: "Look at all these paid shills."

They remained convinced the positive reviews were manufactured and waited for the brand to fail. Yet, YX soon took the international market by storm, appearing on the vanity tables of top beauty influencers, Hollywood stars, and elite supermodels.

Footage even emerged of foreign personal shoppers crowding into malls to snatch up YX inventory.

The brand was eventually recognized and lauded by official government channels.

Haters: "..." It was just another day of having their faces slapped by reality.

Then, Xia Rao posted a Weibo update: "@SongYaoyao, YX wouldn't exist without you."

Fans: "Translation: Our Goddess Song is the lead developer of YX!"

"Wow, she is a literal genius!"

"Song Yaoyao, how many more hidden talents do you have?"

Haters: "Haha, you spend all your time buying publicity. We know you're a director, but you act like a celebrity! If you're so smart, why don't you join the National Research Institute?"

Official Account: "@SongYaoyao, you are cordially invited to join the National Research Institute!"

Fans: "No way! Ahhh!"

Anti-fans: "Holy... Song Yaoyao, is there anything you can't do?"

For decades, the haters slandered her, desperately waiting for her downfall.

But reality was determined to leave them disappointed...

During her inaugural year at the National Research Institute, Song Yaoyao led a massive breakthrough in anti-cancer research.

By the second year, she created a treatment specifically for leukemia.

In the third year, the drug was enhanced to target dozens of cancer strains, and it was provided to the Chinese people at an incredibly low cost.

The third year passed...

Then the fourth...

One triumph followed another as her prestige reached unprecedented heights.

Most impressively, she refused to pocket a single cent from the patent royalties, choosing instead to donate every penny.

Eventually, the haters vanished, replaced by a massive sea of supporters.

It was unclear when the narrative shifted, but people stopped saying Song Yaoyao wasn't good enough for Huo Yunque. Instead, the consensus was that he must have saved the galaxy in a past life to deserve her.

Huo Yunque laughed softly, pressing a kiss to the forehead of the sleeping woman in his arms.

I am truly the lucky one to have you.