Yun Xiaoran froze as well.
Had Shen Jin really never told him how much she had paid for the rights to Yun Bai's book?
"I was just guessing. Just guessing."
Yun Xiaoran gave a light cough, then hurriedly tried to laugh it off and change the subject as he looked at Shen Jin and Shen Yi.
"I just guessed it was somewhere over two hundred thousand. After all, how much could the adaptation rights to a newcomer's novel sell for? A few hundred thousand? So I figured it was probably around two or three hundred thousand."
But as Yun Xiaoran explained, Shen Jin simply stared at him in astonishment.
"What's wrong, sis?"
Shen Yi seemed to notice something was off with his sister, too. He gave a light cough and asked her about it, but, still in the dark, he naturally had no idea what was going on.
Shen Jin had never discussed any of this with Yun Xiaoran.
So how had Yun Xiaoran guessed the figure so accurately? The answer was obvious without even thinking about it: Yun Xiaoran was Yun Bai.
Shen Jin was still reeling from the shock and had yet to voice any of those thoughts.
She simply looked at Yun Xiaoran and asked, "Yun Xiaoran, how did you know I spent two or three hundred thousand on the rights to his novel?"
"Well, I..."
Several excuses flashed through Yun Xiaoran's mind, but not a single one would work.
After all, Shen Jin had an excellent memory. She remembered every time he had upset her, made her jealous, or even failed to hug her, let alone a two-hundred-thousand-yuan deal to acquire a novel's rights.
Shen Jin simply fixed her beautiful eyes on Yun Xiaoran, as though demanding an explanation.
After turning it over in his mind