372 The Meat That Was About to Be Beaten Up (1)
Song Jingchen went to take a shower. Shen Yijia rolled around on the bed with the candied plums in her arms and stuffed five into her mouth in one go, making her mouth bulge.
How sweet!
When Song Jingchen returned, Shen Yijia had already changed her reading posture.
She leaned over the pillow. The candied plums were placed beside it, making it convenient for her to grab them.
There was only half a bag of candied plums left. The corners of Song Jingchen’s mouth twitched.
Just as Shen Yijia was about to reach out for it again, he quickly put away the candied plums. “You can’t eat too much tonight, lest you have a toothache tomorrow.”
“Fine.” Shen Yijia smacked her lips.
If she couldn’t eat them tonight, she could at least do it tomorrow.
Song Jingchen leaned over and helped her put away the books that were scattered all over the bed. There were many folded corners, and he carefully smoothed them out.
This had been a habit of his for many years. It had nothing to do with what kind of book it was.
He didn’t ask her why she dug everything out.
“Are the books written by this talented scholar very popular?” Shen Yijia handed them over one by one and suddenly asked.
Song Jingchen’s hand that was smoothing the corners of the book paused. He casually flipped through a few books and realized that these books were all written by people who claimed to be talented.
He shook his head, puzzled by Shen Yijia’s question. He only said, “I don’t usually read these, but South Wind bought the most popular ones.”
At the mention of the most popular books, Song Jingchen’s expression froze. He inexplicably remembered the three best-selling books Shen Yijia had given him.
He raised his eyebrows. “Is there something wrong with these books?”
If that was the case, he could consider letting South Wind wash the toilet for a month.
Shen Yijia shook her head. “No problem. It’s just that the person who can write so many books must be very talented. I want to get to know him.”
First, she would use her fists, then break all his brushes, so that he would not dare to write such nonsense in the future.
Song Jingchen’s eyes darkened. He picked up his pace and became much rougher.
Instead of smoothing the corners of the books, several books had been folded because of him.
Shen Yijia did not notice his change. She had actually finished reading these books a long time ago. She had read too much and basically forgot about them after reading them. She could not remember the ending.
Moreover, she couldn’t stand it anymore and threw many of them aside.
She remembered that there were a few books about acknowledging a sister. This time, she wanted to see what would happen to her sister.
But what did she see?
It wasn’t that the female protagonist left and prospered alone, but that she was moved by the male protagonist’s loyalty and accepted her sister’s existence.
In the end, the male protagonist had women on both sides.
“Screw your loyalty!” she thought.
She flipped through it roughly and realized that more than half of the notebooks contained these words.
In the end, everything would be taken into the male protagonist’s residence.
Previously, she did not feel anything when she read it. This time, she almost exploded in anger. What was this nonsense?
She felt that that flirtatious scholar deserved a beating.
Actually, Shen Yijia did not know that the ending in the book was what men pursued in the current environment. That was why these books sold well.
In a mansion in the capital, a man was writing furiously.
Suddenly, he paused and felt a chill down his spine.
The attendant at the side was watching excitedly, but his master stopped writing. He was so anxious that he couldn’t help but ask, “Master, what’s wrong?”
“Continue writing.” he thought.
The man ignored him and turned around to look behind him. There was only a row of bookshelves. He scratched his head. “Go and get a charcoal basin.”
The attendant gave him a strange look. He suspected that there was something wrong with his master.
The man was furious from his gaze. He picked up a brush from the desk and threw it at him. “Are you going or not? If not, you can stop coming to my study next time.”
“Hey, I’ll go, I’ll go. Master, please don’t replace me.” The follower hurriedly went out.
Grinding ink in the study was not as simple as grinding ink. The most important thing was to see the upcoming plot in advance.
Others who wanted to know in advance could only spend money to buy it from him. He had already earned a lot of money selling it.
Of course, his master knew about this because he received half of the money earned from selling spoilers.
His master was indeed cunning.
Shen Yijia looked at these words and could not help but think of Fan Mingyuan. At the thought of Fan Mingyuan, she thought of her good sister.
She waited for Song Jingchen to pack up and lie down before rolling into his arms.
