Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
[ “Look, Great God, after you officially sign a contract with us, with the official promotion, all the data will advance by leaps and bounds!” ]
Su Ji read it and did not reply.
Zong Muticha also knew that he wasn’t very popular. Usually, other than official business, he would try his best to reduce his presence.
Among the many accounts that gave tips, there was a rich account.
How rich was it?
Regardless of the ti period, the mont the netizens logged into the official website, they could see the fireworks effect given by the rich fan. The screen was full of them.
Su Ji was sowhat familiar with this kind of rich and overbearing way of throwing money.
But she didn’t want to admit it.
Because if he really was the fan…that proved that he had also read her novel!
How was she going to brush aside this in the future?
Every ti a rich fan gave a tip, he would leave a ssage, “urging for updates.”
He also had a rather strange online userna, “Not for Immortal Ascension, but for her.”
Su Ji did not pay much attention to it before, but later on, a reward ssage from a rich fan happened to appear under the author’s words.
Their online nas were related, and Su Ji read them silently in her heart.
“Borrowing another 500 years from heaven, not to beco an immortal, but for her…”
On the second day after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the butler prepared lunch as usual.
Today, Old Master and Third Master’s family were dining at ho. Lunch was also made according to the taste of the promising people.
Pei Qingshen sat at the head of the table and glanced at Pei Huai, who was sitting opposite the long table and holding a design book in his hand.
A few seconds later, she looked away and asked the butler, “where’s Su Ji? Why didn’t she co out to eat?”
The butler replied respectfully, “Third Young Mistress is still in her room. I’ll go get her now.”
“Wait a minute,” the voice ca from across the table.
Pei Qingshen and the butler looked at Pei Huai at the sa ti.
Their expressions were strange.
In the past, Pei Huai was the one who liked to see Su Ji eat as soon as possible, but today, it was abnormal.
Opposite them, Pei Huai calmly picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.
Just before he left the room, he saw his wife typing on her laptop on the bed.
The novel had not been updated for two days.
She would be more irritable when she had no inspiration. It was rare for her to have inspiration today. Don’t disturb her.
Pei Qingshen and the butler looked at each other and did not raise any objections.
Later, when all the dishes were served, Pei Huai picked out what his wife liked to eat and asked the butler to send it to her room.
When they returned, Pei Huai asked, “when you went in, was she still using the computer?”
The butler recalled for a mont. “Yes!”
Pei Huai checked the ti on his watch. It seed that there was hope for an update today.
He felt like a claustrophobic patient who was in a confined space. Suddenly, a bright door opened, and he felt extrely comfortable.
Pei Huai was extrely patient in everything he did.
He waited for the right opportunity to strike.
However, he could only wait for updates.
He thought that he should have been hurt in his previous life.
That kind of story without an ending, the plot that ca to an abrupt end, the parting without warning.
It was really suffocating.
Shen Mu had recomnded this novel to him before, but he did not read it when he heard that it was still in the midst of being serialized. Later on, he found out that it was actually written by his wife, so he decisively fell for it.
Then, just like other book fans, he easily fell into the net woven by her gorgeous words.
“What is she so busy with recently?” Pei Qingsheng asked expectantly, “is she writing pipa scores?”
Pei Huai replied, “no.”
“Hmph.” Pei Qingshen leaned back in his chair resentfully.
The butler smiled and said, “Third Young Madam is so focused. When I went in to deliver the food, she only asked to put it down. She didn’t even look at it. Oh right, she’s wearing Third Master’s glasses.”
Pei Huai looked up at him when he heard that, his eyes flashing with interest.
His glasses had no prescription and were anti-blue light. It was very suitable for when he was using the computer for a long ti.
In a secret corner of his heart, a certain bad taste was ignited.
She must look very beautiful in his glasses.
After lunch, Pei Huai resisted the urge to return to his room and went to the study first.
On the spacious and flat desk, a few pieces of reticulated cardboard were spread out. His professional sketching pen spun around. After pondering for a mont, he had a clear line in his mind and began to draw.
Two hours later, when Shen Mu ca in to deliver the docunts, he saw that the papers on the CEO’s desk had color on them.
The CEO didn’t look at him either. He was still studying the calligraphy that he had just written.
Shen Mu noticed that the cardboard was not only scattered on the table, but also on the floor. He had never seen his CEO’s desk so ssy before.
He went forward to pick them up one by one and tidied them up. “Boss, shall I put them on the table for you?”
Pei Huai calmly replied, “throw it away.”
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