In the end, Shen Jin chose to return to her room. She got up from the sofa in her pink bunny slippers and gently closed the door behind her.
Watching those relationship bloggers had done nothing to help her.
After watching Shen Jin return to her room, Yun Xiaoran let out a soft sigh, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
How could he describe Shen Jin after living with her these past few days? She was a little prickly, hiding her softer side, and as domineering as some author called Electric Motor whose work he had read in his previous life.
After watching television for a while, Yun Xiaoran grew bored too and returned to his room to write. His personal life was one thing; his career was another.
Wild Rush had already been quite successful, bringing in a steady four hundred yuan or more every day after tax. Still, for a novel that had been adapted into a television series in his previous life, those results were clearly far from enough.
Yun Xiaoran mulled it over as he browsed the fantasy section of the End Point Novel Website. Although the books were all quite good, they fell far short of what he had read in his previous life.
With that in mind, Yun Xiaoran began to think. He had loved reading novels in his previous life, and the most popular one had probably been called Battle the Firmament.
Besides, he had already finished his first book, Wild Rush. It was time to write his second.
It was still early enough for him to write a six-thousand-character opening.
Shen Jin sat on her bed, watching the relationship blogger in front of her with a dejected look. She toyed with the hair at her temple, utterly bored. Even after