Y City, Sioux Province.

On the balcony of a well-decorated high-rise residence, a short-haired woman sits on a rattan chair on the balcony, and on the round coffee table with a rattan pergola glass surface in front of her, there is a ninety percent new silver notebook.

This short-haired woman is not very beautiful, but she is also a little beautiful, wearing a white dress with a thin belt around her waist, which pulls out her thin waist.

At first glance, what impresses her the most should be her temperament.

Temperament is a very illusory thing, many people scoff at the temperament thing, thinking it's too, good-looking is good-looking, ugly is ugly, there is a fart temperament!

But this short-haired woman really has a temperament that makes people want to look at it twice.

She is like an orchid, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, giving people an intellectual and euphemistic feeling.

Her complexion was extremely white, as white as porcelain, with a rich reflection.

If her appearance is a little higher, her height is a little taller, and her figure is a little better, she will be a proper goddess by virtue of her white skin like porcelain.

It's a little regrettable! Her appearance is a little lower, her height is a little shorter, and her figure is a little mediocre.

But her temperament has added a lot to her.

A woman like her, perhaps in the love market, is not very sought-after.

But in the marriage market, it may be the object that many men want to marry.

Because many men think: if you are too beautiful, you don't feel at ease when you marry home, if you are too ugly, you will marry home, and it will be bad, like the appearance and temperament of the woman in front of you, it should be the best.

It's a pity that although this woman's appearance is not very high, it is estimated that it will not be easy to get her.

A delicate platinum necklace around her neck, an emerald jade ring on her hand, and a delicate watch on her wrist that is probably worth a lot of money by eyesight.

And the laptop in front of her, which is not cheap by visual inspection.

Not to mention the decoration grade of the house in the balcony, as well as the location of this house, and in this house, it doesn't look like there is a second person living in it.

Because everything is so neatly arranged, clean and spotless, like the boudoir of a girl who loves cleanliness.

Who is she?

On the balcony, snow-white fingers skillfully tapped on the keyboard, and after a while, her QQ was officially logged in, and her QQ name was ...... It was Nangong Yan.

Yes, she is Nangong Yan.

A god-level author of the female frequency Jinjiang, at least on the website of Jinjiang, the popularity of the pen name "Nangong Yan" is not small.

Several of the books under her name have been published in physical books.

In addition, the subscription of several works under her name in Jinjiang is also better than one, the house she lives in now, the jewelry she wears, and the high-end laptop in front of her are all bought by her manuscript fee.

A woman, a young woman, who can be self-sufficient to this extent, will she not be proud in her heart?

And as we all know, proud women are the hardest to.

A tick beep sounded.

Nangong Yan Rushui's eyes looked at the flickering avatar in the lower right corner of the computer screen.

I clicked it casually, but I saw that it was a verification message.

"Salted Fish My Old Grandson" applied to add her as a friend......

At that time, Nangong Yan's left hand that raised her hand to brush the hair around her ear stopped at her ear, her eyes behind the lenses lit up slightly, her eyebrows raised slightly, and in the next second, a faint smile like a breeze like a bright moon appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Is it really him?"

Whispering to herself with a smile, she passed this friend verification without hesitation.

She wasn't sure if this "salted fish and my grandson" was the starting point, and she wasn't sure if this person was really the salted fish and my grandson, and he suddenly added her as a friend today, and why?

Do you want to sign the right to adapt one of my books?

The thought flashed through her mind, and her heartbeat quickened a lot.

It's kind of like being in love......

She thought amusedly.

"Hello, are you really the salted fish surnamed Sun?"

She took the initiative to send him such a sentence, and in order to win the favor of the other party, she also deliberately asked this question a little playfully.

After a few seconds.

Salted fish and my grandson: "Well, wait a minute!"

What are you waiting for?

Nangong Yan was a little puzzled, but soon her doubts were answered, and after a while, the other party threw over a screenshot of the author's background, which was the name of an author in the author's background - Salted Fish My Old Sun.

So, she laughed.

Although this screenshot cannot completely prove that the other party is the salted fish and my grandson himself, after all, such a screenshot may also leak out.

But at least at this moment, she was a little more sure of the other party's identity.

"Hehe, hello, hello, I've admired my name for a long time, may I ask you to find me?"

Nangong Yan typed this sentence, and was about to click the enter key to send it, when she suddenly found that the other party sent larger screenshots.

One screenshot after another was sent to her eyes, and for a while, she didn't have time to see the content on those screenshots, because each screenshot had just been sent, and before she had time to take a closer look, the next screenshot was sent again.

After a while, no new screenshots were sent.

Nangong Yan frowned suspiciously, and was about to click on a screenshot to take a closer look, when the other party sent another sentence.

- "These are all records of your chats with the author of "God of Fighting", right?"

Nangong Yan saw this sentence clearly at a glance, and when she saw it clearly, her face changed slightly, and her eyes were full of doubts.

Stunned, she suddenly deleted all the text in the input box, and then re-typed a question and sent it over.

"How do you have these chats?"

After this question was sent, she quickly clicked on a screenshot and looked at it carefully.

After just a few glances, she recognized that it was indeed the content of her and Le Chao's chat.

As a result, the doubt in her eyes intensified.

She subconsciously clicked on the two screenshots one after another to take a closer look, yes! Yes! Yes! Three screenshots in a row, all of them were screenshots of her chat with Le Chao, the real one.

At this time, the reply of the salted fish and my grandson also came.

- "Don't ask anything else, you just need to know that this guy is a scumbag, when he is flirting with you, he has always had a girlfriend, and then a few days ago when he flirted with you, he happened to be seen by his girlfriend, his girlfriend announced the breakup on the spot, and he took the computer today to prove that he had deleted your QQ number, and wanted to ask his girlfriend for forgiveness, but unfortunately, he was a hundred secrets, maybe because he was reluctant, anyway, he didn't delete your QQ, just modified the remarks of your QQ, he probably thought that this would be the case, no one could find out, and the result was what you saw, he was exposed, well, that's it！

You can choose to believe or not to believe him, and if you really like him, then I can congratulate you, he is really single now!"

At the end of this text, Sun also attached a smiley face emoji.

After reading it, Nangong Yan's face was red and white, Bei Yan bit her red lips lightly, frowned and thought for a moment, and typed and asked: "Are you really a salted fish and my grandson?"

After a while, the other party sent a few screenshots of the chat, and this time the screenshots were some conversations between Le Chao and him about the adaptation rights of "God of Fighting".

When Nangong Yan saw the content of these conversations, she almost completely believed that the other party was the salted fish and my grandson.

Because she believes that the adaptation rights of "God of Fighting" want to be sold to Salted Fish Studio, Le Chao should not have publicized it everywhere, and the other party can provide such a screenshot of the chat, which is already very revealing.

"Liar! Liar......"

Muttering with an ugly face, Nangong Yan frowned, and typed again: "So, you won't buy the adaptation rights of his "God of Fighting"?"

Salted fish and my grandson sent a smiling expression.

Then he sent a sentence: "Do you think I'll buy it again?"

Nangong Yan hesitated, and then asked, "Is his girlfriend your acquaintance?"

This time, Sun Quan did not reply immediately.

After a long while, he replied, "You don't have to worry about this, I want to protect her privacy." ”

Nangong Yan laughed and asked again, "So what is the purpose of telling me this, let me ignore him anymore?"

This time, Sun Quan's reply was quite fast.

Salted fish and my grandson: "You think too much, I just want you to know that there is such a thing, as for you to ignore him, that is your freedom." ”

"The ghost only believes you!" Nangong Yan muttered in her mouth, and asked again: "By the way, has he recommended my work to you?"

Salted Fish My Old Sun: "If I say no, will you believe it?"

Nangong Yan: "So is there or not?"

Salted fish and my grandson: "No!"

Nangong Yan: "......"

In front of the computer, she fell silent, and she didn't know whether she should believe the answer of the salted fish and my grandson.

Judging from the fact that Salted Fish and My grandson sent her so many screenshots of the chat just now, this guy is obviously very dissatisfied with Le Chao and wants to spoil Le Chao.

Therefore, he said that Le Chao had not recommended her works to him, and she was skeptical.

But there was another voice in her heart that said: What if what he said was true?

In case Le Chao is teasing me, he really hasn't broken up yet, in case Le Chao really hasn't recommended works for me, in case Le Chao is really so scum......

"I don't believe it!

Nangong Yan deliberately sent such a sentence to the past, she wanted to see how the other party would react.

After a while, Salted Fish and My Old Sun: "That's your freedom, and in that case, then I wish you happiness and happiness!8!"

"Wait!"

Seeing that he was about to slip away, Nangong Yan hurriedly typed two words and sent them over.

And the other party only replied with three question marks, "???"

Nangong Yan: "Don't deny it, you just want to separate me from him, but it's not unnegotiable, or let's make a deal! I promise not to contact him again, and I promise not to be with him, how about you buy the adaptation rights of one of my books? You can pick a few books under my name, and you can give the price, okay?"

A moment later.

Salted fish and my grandson: "I'm not interested, if you really like him, then be with him!

In front of the computer, Nangong Yan was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but burst out: "! Is this human talk?"