The moment Yun Xiaoran heard Shen Jin's tone and saw the way she looked at him, he knew he had done something wrong. He could only inch back toward her.
Seeing how readily Yun Xiaoran complied, with even a hint of bashfulness in his movements, Shen Jin had originally intended to leave it at that. But when she saw how shy he looked...
She could not resist placing her right hand on Yun Xiaoran's thigh, steering the Black Audi with her other hand.
Yun Xiaoran: "???"
His thigh felt firm beneath her hand. Shen Jin nodded slightly, savoring the sensation while her brazen, predatory gaze swept him from head to toe.
This...
What the hell was this?
Yun Xiaoran had certainly seen scenes like this on VA Site and other social media platforms, but the roles were usually reversed.
"Miss Shen, what are you doing?" Yun Xiaoran snapped out of his daze. His face darkened even as it rapidly grew hot, and he hurriedly pulled her hand off his thigh, glaring at the scheming woman before him.
"Well... I was checking your trouser pocket for money. Get out and buy me a bottle of water. What were you thinking? Did you think I'd feel up your thigh like other people?"
"Everyone pays online these days. Tell me what you want to drink and I'll buy it. Keep your hands to yourself otherwise." Yun Xiaoran looked at Shen Jin helplessly.
How terrifying.
She just touched people's thighs without warning.
Watching Yun Xiaoran out of the corner of her eye, Shen Jin gave an almost imperceptible smile. She genuinely had not expected him to be such a rookie. Teasing him was surprisingly entertaining.
"Go buy me a bottle of water." Shen Jin took out a hundred-yuan note and handed it to Yun Xiaoran. "You had money all along? Then why did you touch my thigh?"
"I forgot earlier. Is that not allowed?"
Yun Xiaoran got out and bought Shen Jin two bottles of mineral water. When they set off again, he deliberately sat farther away from her.
By the time they returned home, it was almost late at night.
Seeing how wary Yun Xiaoran looked, as though he was still sulking, Shen Jin found him even more entertaining. She actually felt a little thrill of victory.
Not bad, not bad.
What a pity, though.
Shen Jin lifted her chin, her gaze repeatedly drifting over Yun Xiaoran's face. When she had touched his thigh earlier, she had clearly seen him blush.
Now, Shen Jin actually felt an impatient urge to pinch Yun Xiaoran's cheeks.
But after thinking it over, she found the idea utterly absurd. How could she, a National Goddess and the president of China Star Entertainment, look forward to something like that?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Meanwhile.
In just one week, Yun Xiaoran's Wild Rush had already begun racing up the New Book Chart.
With its excellent plot, realistic dialogue, and lifelike characterization, the book's explosive popularity came as no surprise to Yun Xiaoran.
The 250,000-character novel was nearing completion, but it still earned too little. It was now bringing in six hundred a day, and that figure was steadily rising. It looked like he needed to write another novel: The Grave Robbers' Chronicles.
In his previous life, this novel had been even more popular than Wild Rush. People still enthusiastically discussed the authenticity of its contents and Third Uncle's identity.
After thinking for a while, Yun Xiaoran decided to create a folder for the book. First, though, he needed to get Lone Cloud's VA Site creator account up and running. He wanted to cover every branch of the arts without neglecting any of them.
In a rare occurrence, Shen Jin got up early-even a few minutes before Yun Xiaoran.
The main reason was that, with summer just beginning, entertainment companies were all stepping up their efforts to promote their stars or hire lyricists, hoping to release an album over the summer and rake in the profits.
For instance, rumors had it that Li Qingxi would also release an album that summer.
Sister Hua had begun finalizing the songs for Shen Jin's album. Silence, the song Shen Jin had sung to take first place on I Am a Singer, along with several others, would definitely be included.
Shen Jin opened Weibo. China Star Entertainment's official announcement had climbed to third place on the trending chart: "The album arrives in fifteen days. See you there!"
"I'm heading to the office. I'll let you know this afternoon what I want for dinner."
"All right. Oh, wait a moment." Yun Xiaoran was about to agree when he seemed to remember something and took out a bank card.
"Since I'll be staying here for thirty days, this money covers your grocery expenses and the wear and tear from my staying in this house. I'll also transfer some of my novel earnings into this account."
"This card... you should..." Shen Jin had intended to refuse, but when she met Yun Xiaoran's resolute gaze, she began to reconsider.
Was this his salary card?
At that thought, Shen Jin looked at the card in Yun Xiaoran's hand, her emotions tangled. She had never expected that one day she would be managing the money her husband earned.
Shen Jin had no need for the money on the card. Yet when Yun Xiaoran held it out to her, she seemed to freeze for a moment. As though slipping into the role of a wife, she instinctively took charge of it.
Amid her mixed emotions, what she felt most was delight and an unfamiliar sensation. So this was what it felt like to hold on to her husband's salary card. It was entirely different from earning money herself-a feeling of security and fulfillment.
Shen Jin put the card in her bag, a faint smile curling her lips as she lifted her chin and said:
"All right, then. I'll hold on to your card for now."
Yun Xiaoran wanted to say something, but Shen Jin had already dashed off. He could only shake his head with a helpless smile.
After Shen Jin left, Yun Xiaoran opened VA Site and discovered that Audrey Cat had sent him at least a dozen private messages.
"Lone Cloud, where's my song?"
"Lone Cloud, you haven't vanished on me, have you?"
Oops!
Only then did Yun Xiaoran remember that he had promised to write Audrey Cat a song. He had completely forgotten about it, but fortunately, he had already finished recording it. All he needed to do was send it to her.
"Sorry, I forgot earlier. I'll send you the song right now."
After sending that message, Yun Xiaoran uploaded an audio file-the song he had asked Zhou Yanqi to sing.
Although Zhou Yanqi's vocal tone was not particularly good, Yun Xiaoran's love of creating music meant he was also skilled at pitch correction and audio adjustments. And so...
After he finished tuning it, the track had acquired a hint of the original version's cheerful, infectious quality.
Zhao Ruoxi had already given up hope for Lone Cloud's song. Who would have thought that he would take the initiative to message her so early in the morning?
"Anything produced by Lone Cloud is bound to be top quality. Today, as a strict judge, I'm going to hear just how good your song really is!"
After sending a playful sticker, Zhao Ruoxi clicked on the audio file.
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