Yao Ziyan's writing continued.
Luo Chuan was briefly fired up as well and took out his Magic Phone.
He continued revising the novel's plot beyond recognition.
When writing, time often passed quickly.
Night had grown deep.
After washing up, he returned to his room.
"System, set Jade Dew to be sold like ordinary goods." Before going to sleep, Luo Chuan issued the command.
"The changes have been made."
He wondered how those customers would react tomorrow when they came to Origin Mall and saw shelves filled with Jade Dew.
Their expressions would probably be quite a sight.
With anticipation in his heart, Luo Chuan drifted off to sleep.
He had an ordinary dream.
He dreamed of his university days, stealing time to type away after class.
In the morning, Luo Chuan woke from his sleep.
His eyes were still bleary as he scratched at his messy hair.
What a strange dream.
When he opened the window, the sound of rain flowed into the room.
A hazy curtain of rain shrouded the world before his eyes, as though it were veiled by a layer of gauze.
The air was thick with the scent of rain.
Luo Chuan rather missed the sun.
After stretching, he walked out of his room.
He ran into Yao Ziyan, who had just gotten up as well.
Her long purple hair hung loose, and she was yawning.
"Good morning, Boss." She greeted him with half-lidded eyes.
"Good morning." Yawns were contagious, and Luo Chuan could not help yawning too.
After washing up, they went downstairs.
At a glance, Luo Chuan saw that the previously empty Jade Dew shelf was now filled with white Cold Jade Bottles.
Though they might not actually have been made of cold jade, Luo Chuan thought the name sounded fine.
When Yao Ziyan