Trash?
Did Lin Xuan say the knee pads she gave him were trash? Wasn’t that indirectly calling her trash?
Qin Ruoyao’s expression turned grim.
Lin Xuan returned to his seat, and Wang Dahe excitedly said, “Xuan, do you know how cool you just looked?”
“Ah,” Lin Xuan sighed. “I have to stay loyal to my girlfriend, so I won’t accept gifts from other women.”
Wang Dahe: “…”
Lin Xuan: “My girlfriend is quite possessive. If she finds out, she’ll get mad.”
Wang Dahe: “…”
Damn!
He suddenly wished Su Hua would dump this smug guy.
The class erupted into chaos.
“Holy crap! Lin Xuan has a girlfriend? Who is it? Who could it be?”
“No wonder Lin Xuan ignored Qin Ruoyao. I wonder who his girlfriend is!”
“Xuan, can you stop talking about your girlfriend from now on?” Wang Dahe complained, his face full of resentment. It was making his teeth ache—he was getting full on dog food alone.
“Why don’t you go find one yourself?” Lin Xuan shot him a glance.
“Just wait!” Wang Dahe thought to himself. He was determined to find a girlfriend who was better than Lin Xuan’s…
No, no, no, how could anyone compare to Su Hua in terms of wealth and family background?
But he could find a gentle girl to be his girlfriend.
A strong woman like Su Hua probably wasn’t gentle at all!
Qin Ruoyao sat in her seat, feeling more and more wronged. Tears streamed down her face, her delicate sobs tugging at everyone’s heartstrings.
Luo Yuan had taken the day off, or else he would’ve been heartbroken seeing Qin Ruoyao like this.
“Ruoyao, what’s wrong?” Li Siyu asked with concern.
Qin Ruoyao tearfully explained what had happened in a soft voice.
“Ruoyao, if you want to win Lin Xuan back, you have to persevere. This is just the beginning. Over time, you’ll touch his heart,” Li Siyu comforted her.
Qin Ruoyao felt like giving up, but the thought of Su Hua, that woman, made her determined not to back down.
She liked Lin Xuan, but she also wanted to put Su Hua in her place.
She would never give up on Lin Xuan!
As long as she treated him well, he would surely notice her!
After finishing his classes, Lin Xuan returned to his small villa at noon, lay down, and started writing novels in his mind space.
His novel website’s library needed to be well-stocked to retain readers.
Since it was a new site, there were no books yet, so he had to write some high-quality novels himself to fill it.
Lin Xuan wrote novels in various genres: male-oriented, female-oriented, urban, cultivation, fantasy, high martial arts, romance—he covered them all.
Lin Xuan’s fingers flew across the keyboard. He had already developed the novel app and was waiting for the right opportunity to make it blow up.
He believed Morning Glory would provide that opportunity.
Two days later.
Lin Xuan’s royalty payment arrived, totaling over ten million.
His novel had become a sensation across the internet.
The CEO of Leap Novel Website had also returned from his business trip.
“How have the novels been performing lately?” Meng Bo asked.
The female-oriented editor-in-chief replied, “CEO, the female-oriented novels are still the same as before.”
Meng Bo nodded. Maintaining the status quo wasn’t bad.
“What about the male-oriented ones?” Meng Bo asked again.
The male-oriented editor-in-chief seemed much more confident. He smiled and said, “CEO, we’ve got a massive hit in the male-oriented section. It only took four days from its release to completion, and the average subscriptions have already reached 500,000. It’s gone viral.”
Meng Bo was shocked.
Only four days, and it was completed?
With 500,000 average subscriptions?
“Editor Wang, make sure you treat this author well!” Meng Bo instructed.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
A knock sounded at the door.
“Come in,” Meng Bo called out.
Morning Glory walked into the office wearing a cheongsam, her slender waist swaying.
“CEO,” she cooed in a sweet, delicate voice.
The two editors exchanged glances and tactfully left the office.
“Morning Glory just got married, and now she’s back to seduce the CEO. Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
The female editor speculated, “Editor Huang, do you think she’s here for Lin Xuan’s novel?”
After hearing this, the male-oriented editor also began to worry.
He hoped Morning Glory wouldn’t stir up any trouble.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
