Yu Yuan was stunned when he heard it.

"Why are you talking about our father?"

It's not that she respects Yu Kangtai so much, but that filial piety is taken too seriously in this era, and Yu Huanhuan, as a native girl, will definitely be affected by this patriarchal thinking, and should regard her father as her own god.

But Yu Huanwan's words just now were blatantly mocking her father.

Yu Huan felt incredible!

Yu Huanwan pursed her lips.

"I used to think there was nothing bad about our father.

But ever since I helped you take care of the finances of the troupe, my father has interfered with my freedom in various ways.

He dislikes the drama troupe as a ninth-rate business.

He didn't allow me to go out of the house, and he didn't let me have any contact with the troupe.

If I don't obey, he's going to use the family law on me, and I'm annoying him now! ”

Yu frowned: "He beat you?" ”

Yu Huanhuan: "He wanted to beat me, but was stopped by my brother, I don't understand, I just want to find something to do, why does he want to stop me in every possible way?" ”

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and her voice became lower and lower.

Yu Yuan looked at her seriously: "Then do you still want to continue to help me manage the finances of the troupe?" ”

Yu Huanhuan did not hesitate to give an affirmative answer.

"Of course!

The more my father looked down on me, the more I had to prove to him that I was no worse than anyone else.

Even if I get rid of him, I have the ability to support myself! ”

If she was still the little girl who was raised in the back house before, it would be fine, but after tasting the sense of accomplishment of making money by her own ability, how could she still be willing to obey her father's mercy?

Although she can't be as powerful as the queen in "The Legend of Fengming Kingdom", she also hopes to have the power to make decisions for herself.

Yu Yuan laughed and praised sincerely.

"Well done."

Yu Huanwan raised her chin and smiled triumphantly: "Is that okay?!" ”

Yu Yuanyu: "Then let's say okay, you go back and prepare a beautiful dress, and we'll see you in Chery Garden the day after tomorrow." ”

"Hmm!"

Yu Huanwan left with the gift box.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, and turned her head to look at Yu Xuan.

"I was almost fooled by you, the scar on your face ......"

Yu Yuan hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I was just teasing you, my scar can be erased, it just takes a while." ”

Yu Huanwan was furious when she boarded.

"You lied to me? You've gone too far! ”

She rushed over with the gift box, hit Yu Xuan hard, and then ran away in a huff.

Yu Yuanyuan was knocked back two steps and smiled helplessly.

"Why are you still like a child? Immature! ”

Ling Hai hurriedly asked, "You were hurt, right?" ”

Yu Yuan waved his hand: "It's okay, let's go back." ”

The two were about to leave, when a familiar shout suddenly came from behind them.

"Princess Jun, is that you?"

Yu curled his feet, turned around and followed the prestige, and saw a chubby middle-aged man running out of the bookstore.

She recognized at a glance that the fat man was one of the many booksellers she worked with.

She secretly screamed in her heart, this product must have come to urge the draft.

Yu Xuan pulled up Ling Hai and was about to run.

Seeing this, the fat bookseller hurriedly sped up to catch up, shouting while chasing back.

"Princess Jun, don't run away, I recognize you!

When did you come back? Why don't you tell us?

When will you pay back the manuscript you owe us? ”

Yu Xuan pretended not to hear, and ran faster with oil on the soles of his feet.

Fat Bookseller: "If you run again, I'll call out your pen name." ”

Yu Xuanxuan immediately braked sharply and stopped his steps suddenly.

Now that there are people all around in broad daylight, if the fat bookseller calls out her pen name, it means that the whole city will know that she wears a waistcoat and sells picture books.

She said to the fat bookseller.

"Don't shout, we have an agreement, if you expose my pen name, our cooperation will be terminated immediately, and you will have to pay me ten times the royalties."

The fat bookseller was tired and panting.

"I—I can't help it.

You have been gone for half a year, and you have said that you will deliver the manuscript when you come back.

But you won't tell us when you come back, and so many of us have to wait for you.

Don't you know, people come to the bookstore every day to ask for new books.

We're racking our brains to find a way to stall for time.

But it's almost the end of the year, and we really can't drag it on.

Please, please do well, and send us the sketch as soon as possible. ”

He rubbed his hands together as he spoke, looking really pitiful.

Yu Yuan's heart was empty.

At the beginning, she promised to deliver the manuscript when she came back, but now she can't get the manuscript.

It's her who doesn't keep her promises, and she deserves it.

"I'm not done yet, you wait a minute, I'll let you know when I'm done."

The fat bookseller is not so easy to fool.

"You say wait every time, but you can't wait until you wait, this time you have to give us a word, when will you be able to deliver the manuscript?"

Yu Yuan scratched his face and said in a sneering manner.

"I'll deliver it after the last year."

"Up! Yuan! Section! The fat bookseller opened his mung bean eyes and yelled in disbelief, "Why don't you say that the Dragon Boat Festival will be delivered?" ”

Yu Yuanwan was overjoyed: "Then deliver the manuscript on the Dragon Boat Festival!" ”

The fat bookseller was almost so angry that he ascended to heaven.

"Do you know how many people are waiting for your new book?

Do you know how much pressure we booksellers have to endure every day?

Look at my size, I'm so worried!

And my hair, which falls out a lot every day!

If this continues, my lady will dislike me!

Please, do well, and stop torturing us, okay? ”

Yu curled: "Doesn't your hair look quite a lot?" ”

The fat bookseller ripped the hat off his head and reached out to pull his hair, revealing a small piece of his bare scalp.

"Look, is there a lot of hair? Is it much? ”

Yu Yuan looked at the reflective scalp, and he really couldn't say the word "more" with his conscience.

The fat bookseller put his hat back on and said sadly.

"I've seen countless authors, but I've never seen an author as good as you.

It's just that your status is noble, and I don't dare to do anything to you.

No matter how much pressure I have, I can only endure it on my own.

God, I just want to sell a few books and make some money to support my family, am I easy! ”

As he spoke, he covered his face and cried.

The pedestrians around looked over one after another, looking curiously at the fat bookseller and Yu Yuan.

Yu Xuan: "What are you crying about?" Men don't flick when they have tears. ”

Fat Bookseller: "Woooooooooo You don't talk much, you can't do what you promised me, you big liar! ”

Yu Yuanyu: "I didn't mean it, I also have a hard time." ”

Fat Bookseller: "Woooooooooo What can you do? Don't you just want to play tricks on me? You look at me worrying about you every day, you just feel happy, don't you? ”

Yu Yuan: "How can I have it?" Don't talk nonsense. ”

Fat Bookseller: "There you have it!" You bad woman! ”

Seeing that the gazes of the onlookers were becoming more and more strange, Ling Hai hurriedly pulled down his sleeves and reminded in a low voice.

"This is not the place to talk."