Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

Jiang Yuan looks at Chuxia strangely when she suggested they talk about her work . “In this household, only you, xiao Chuxia, cares about Ma’s business! Hmmm, even Qilu and Han Liuhai, those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, have never asked about my enterprise!”

Chuxia’s heart tightens . “How’s that possible? Bofu Han, he… no! Doesn’t baba dare to inquire about your enterprise? I have not seen anyone care about you as a person more than baba . ” This is true; so true it’s 300% real!

Curling her lip, Jiang Yuan says, “He’s being hypocritical Might as well not care about my career! But then, he comes back and says, ‘bookshelves’ [virtual, if similar, fine] . Have you heard of this on-line literature website?”

Chuxia nods sincerely at Jiang Yuan . The bookshelf net is an on-line literature website that ranks the best books nationally . Her former schoolmates used to read from the website . They’d complain all day when the author they’re following doesn’t update their book on the shelves . If they can’t read it, they lodge complaints . So, to Chuxia, this isn’t new .

Seeing her nod, Jiang Yuan raises the corners of her mouth to show satisfaction . “I write novels on that site . That’s where I got my fame and royalties . Of course, I write to play, so I don’t care . ”

Listening to Jiang Yuan not care about money makes An Chuxia bitter .  Does she have to say she doesn’t care? She should give it to me then! Somewhat curious, she stares at Jiang Yuan . “Ma, how much royalties do you make monthly?” If it makes money, she will take advantage and write a novel in her free time .

She lowers her head and starts counting . “This month, there’s about 10,000 subscriptions . In addition to that, attendance and wireless payment for published pieces . On average, I calculate about 20 to 30,000 (RMB) . It’s not much . Why?”

Chuxia’s blood soars when she hears the number, but she is shocked enough to understand! 20 to 30,000 a month may not be much, but compared to Ling Hanyu not blinking an eye at the mention of 10,000 . But doesn’t it show how people value things differently?

Taking a few breaths, Chuxia heavily lays her hands on Jiang Yuan . “Ma! May I join you? I must write a novel . I can use 20 to 30,000 RMB a month!” At that moment, Chuxia’s eyes are filled with a string of RMB . Above the gigantic yuan reads: ZI YOU in two characters .

Slightly stunned, Jiang Yuan closes her gap with Chuxia and holds An against her bosom . “I feel so sorry for not having met you sooner! My treasure! I know that people in this world support me! My An Chuxia, I will call the housekeeper to put a laptop in your room . Understand the bookshelf website well . Next weekend, I’ll teach you how to write your novel . ”

Jiang Yuan wants her to have a pen name . An Chuxia rises and leaves the room . Pleasantly relieved, this international conversation finally comes to an end… .

She leaves behind Jiang Yuan ordering the housekeeper to buy a notebook immediately . Sighing lightly, she quickly ascends the stairs to avoid Jiang Yuan and the possibility of talking about international relations again . Her brain can only withstand such thoughts! Back in her room, it is dark . She can’t help but sigh . She puts a hand on the entrance’s light switch .

The room is, all of a sudden, bright .

Translated by newbienoona.

Edited and proofread by anks.

Jiang Yuan looks at Chuxia strangely when she suggested they talk about her work . “In this household, only you, xiao Chuxia, cares about Ma’s business! Hmmm, even Qilu and Han Liuhai, those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds, have never asked about my enterprise!”.

Chuxia’s heart tightens . “How’s that possible? Bofu Han, he… no! Doesn’t baba dare to inquire about your enterprise? I have not seen anyone care about you as a person more than baba . ” This is true; so true it’s 300% real!.

Curling her lip, Jiang Yuan says, “He’s being hypocritical Might as well not care about my career! But then, he comes back and says, ‘bookshelves’ [virtual, if similar, fine] . Have you heard of this on-line literature website?”.

Chuxia nods sincerely at Jiang Yuan . The bookshelf net is an on-line literature website that ranks the best books nationally . Her former schoolmates used to read from the website . They’d complain all day when the author they’re following doesn’t update their book on the shelves . If they can’t read it, they lodge complaints . So, to Chuxia, this isn’t new

Seeing her nod, Jiang Yuan raises the corners of her mouth to show satisfaction . “I write novels on that site . That’s where I got my fame and royalties . Of course, I write to play, so I don’t care . ”.

Listening to Jiang Yuan not care about money makes An Chuxia bitter .  Does she have to say she doesn’t care? She should give it to me then! Somewhat curious, she stares at Jiang Yuan . “Ma, how much royalties do you make monthly?” If it makes money, she will take advantage and write a novel in her free time

She lowers her head and starts counting . “This month, there’s about 10,000 subscriptions . In addition to that, attendance and wireless payment for published pieces . On average, I calculate about 20 to 30,000 (RMB) . It’s not much . Why?”.

Chuxia’s blood soars when she hears the number, but she is shocked enough to understand! 20 to 30,000 a month may not be much, but compared to Ling Hanyu not blinking an eye at the mention of 10,000 . But doesn’t it show how people value things differently?.

Taking a few breaths, Chuxia heavily lays her hands on Jiang Yuan . “Ma! May I join you? I must write a novel . I can use 20 to 30,000 RMB a month!” At that moment, Chuxia’s eyes are filled with a string of RMB . Above the gigantic yuan reads: ZI YOU in two characters

Slightly stunned, Jiang Yuan closes her gap with Chuxia and holds An against her bosom . “I feel so sorry for not having met you sooner! My treasure! I know that people in this world support me! My An Chuxia, I will call the housekeeper to put a laptop in your room . Understand the bookshelf website well . Next weekend, I’ll teach you how to write your novel . ”.

Jiang Yuan wants her to have a pen name . An Chuxia rises and leaves the room . Pleasantly relieved, this international conversation finally comes to an end…

She leaves behind Jiang Yuan ordering the housekeeper to buy a notebook immediately . Sighing lightly, she quickly ascends the stairs to avoid Jiang Yuan and the possibility of talking about international relations again . Her brain can only withstand such thoughts! Back in her room, it is dark . She can’t help but sigh . She puts a hand on the entrance’s light switch

The room is, all of a sudden, bright