Red Dragonfly: @Yuan Meng v, I'm really convinced. Please, I'm really dying to see the ending.
Die-hard Fan of Sanyuan: @Yuan Meng v, if you don't write, I'll bug you a hundred times a day. I bet you've already got some drafts. Just let us have a look.
Horror Story Lover: @Yuan Meng v, I'm not your fan. I read your book from pirated sources. Hurry up and update!
Looking at these comments, Yuan Meng curled her lips.
She'd finally got some time to rest, but these netizens were all urging her to write.
No way!
Especially with Ling Qianchen watching, she was even less willing to write. She just didn't want to.
Yuan Meng's slender thumb swiped quickly, pushing all the urging messages out of her mind.
She was Ai Yue now. What did Yuan Meng have to do with her?
She continued to browse Weibo for gossips. Either some celebrity posted a beautiful selfie today, or some other celebrity had a scandal.
Yuan Meng was enjoying herself. When she opened the search bar and was about to search for the unfamiliar name she'd just seen, she suddenly saw the top trending topic.
#When will Sanyuan Yuan Meng finally update? Fans are going crazy!#
Wow, the fans urging for an update had even made it to the top of the trending list. They sure were something.
Yuan Meng just wanted to scoff. But...
Since everyone was so eager to see the ending of this book, she'd just not write it!
Not only that, she'd start a new book.
Having made up her mind, Yuan Meng immediately jumped out of bed. Her mind was brimming with ideas, and her hands moved like the wind.
Two hours later, a nearly perfect novel in her eyes appeared on her notebook.
Yuan Meng nodded and clicked the publish button.
So, the fans who were so happy to see that Sanyuan had finally updated were heartbroken.
This time, they were really heartbroken, completely devastated.
Mouse Loves Rice: I'm an old person. My grandson told me that Sanyuan had updated. I stumbled to put on my reading glasses, thinking I could see the ending before I die. But I never expected...
The ending is still nowhere to be seen, but a new book is out. Why is the genre of the new book completely different from the old one?
Sanyuan Once: @Mouse Loves Rice, I've followed you, grandpa (or grandma). I'll invite you to the Sanyuan fan group later. Let's wait for the ending together.
Some people even came up with their own endings. Guys, let's top this old person's comment so that Yuan Meng can see it. Let's see if she's ashamed.
100 Yuan Minus 97 Yuan Equals Three Yuan: No way. Why? Is the author really not going to update anymore? My ending!
After publishing the new book, Yuan Meng kept refreshing the backend, waiting for the fans' comments.
Most of the comments were as she'd expected, but she really didn't expect Mouse Loves Rice.
There was even an old person so hardworking in supporting her book. Should she consider finishing the ending before he died?
Yuan Meng thought for a while and decided to worry about it later.
She casually refreshed the backend and just happened to see a comment.
Exposing the True Identities of Sanyuan and Yuan Meng: Look, everyone. The theme and genre of this book are completely different from before. How could Sanyuan write such a lovey-dovey thing?
I said a long time ago that Sanyuan must not be Yuan Meng. She's just pretending.
In my mind, Sanyuan is a wise man. You can tell from this article. Let's fight against the capital and find the real Sanyuan! If you understand, reply 1!
Yuan Meng clicked on the person's avatar but found that the person hadn't even followed her.
So, a person who hadn't followed her was trying to expose her identity?
What a ridiculous thing!
She rolled up her sleeves and immediately replied.
Sanyuan: @Exposing the True Identities of Sanyuan and Yuan Meng: Please follow me first before you try to expose me. It'll look more convincing that way.
Moreover, anyone with eyes and a brain who has really read my books will surely recognize me.
No matter what style I change to or what kind of story I write, my writing style will never change.
Her reply caused a huge stir in the comment section.
The real fans who had read her books all said that she was definitely the real Sanyuan. They attacked the haters so fiercely that the haters didn't even know how to type.
Yuan Meng felt bored. She randomly picked two haters who looked unpleasant and replied to them.
Watching these haters jump up and down in anger, she felt extremely happy.
The refreshed Yuan Meng switched her phone to the background, cleared it, and fell into a nice sleep.
If the fans knew that while they were fighting the haters, the author was sleeping leisurely, they'd probably be so angry that they'd immediately unfollow.
At the same time, Ling Qianchen was looking at the new book with a complicated expression.
By now, many people had associated the new book with him and Yuan Meng. A husband having an affair and a wife taking revenge.
Such a book was really too pointed for a married couple.
Not only the fans, but even Ling Qianchen himself felt that she was insinuating.
However, he hadn't had an affair. Ai Yue wasn't a home-wrecker, and there was no way Yuan Meng could get a chance to take revenge.
Before expressing his feelings for Ai Yue, he'd already proposed to dissolve the marriage. After all, they were just a married couple in name.
In his opinion, dissolving the marriage would make everyone happy.
Yuan Meng could get the money, and he could get his freedom.
But after he'd asked Mu Ran to pass on his message last time, she still hadn't replied to him. Instead, she'd even published this book.
Ling Qianchen sighed deeply, put his phone beside his pillow, and lay down.
Forget it. He'd think about these things later. It was already far beyond his calculated sleeping time.
It wasn't worth wasting so much time on unimportant people.
The next day.
Ling Qianchen didn't know if he was having an illusion, but when he went to work today, many employees were secretly staring at him.
He frowned and looked back, but everyone was doing their own jobs.
Filled with doubts, Ling Qianchen returned to his office. He couldn't figure it out. Was there something wrong with him today?
"Hahaha!" Lu Ziyan pushed the door open. His voice came before he did.
Ling Qianchen crossed his hands on the desk and looked disgusted. "Lu Ziyan, this is the president's office."
"Don't talk about that. I have something to ask you." Lu Ziyan raised his eyebrows.
Then, he took out his phone. Ling Qianchen suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Is what's on here true? Your little wife isn't really going to come at you and bite you back, is she?"
Lu Ziyan put his phone screen in front of him and burst out laughing.
As he couldn't hold back his laughter, his hand holding the phone was also shaking.
Ling Qianchen remained expressionless. His big, well-jointed hand sorted out a pile of file folders.
"I'm serious. You should sort out your couple's problems behind closed doors. It's not good to put them on the Internet. Hurry up and coax your little wife."
"Be careful she really does what's written there and makes you leave with nothing."
Lu Ziyan still didn't realize the storm that was about to come. He still kept teasing him recklessly.
"You're very free." Ling Qianchen said.
He stood up the pile of file folders, knocked them twice to align the edges, and neatly handed them to Lu Ziyan. "Since you're so free, you can handle all these.
If you can't finish them, work overtime."