After joking his way through it, Yun Xiaoran froze for a moment when he heard that remark from Shen Jin in his mind.
What was going on?
Why did Shen Jin seem so strange today after last night... Had he said something he shouldn't have, or done something he shouldn't have?
Yun Xiaoran lowered his head and quietly ate without dwelling on it. After finishing, he stayed at the table, looking at his phone as he waited for Shen Jin to finish so he could wash the dishes.
"All right, I'm done." After finishing her meal with satisfaction, Shen Jin went back to her room and changed into casual clothes. Then she walked to the entryway and looked at Yun Xiaoran, who was busy clearing up.
"I'm heading out, then."
"Okay..."
Although Yun Xiaoran seemed rather cold toward her now, it was only a meal. What could she possibly expect to happen that would bring them closer?
Only after Shen Jin closed the door did Yun Xiaoran turn around in confusion, looking at the empty entryway with a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.
His ice-cold wife seemed really off this morning...
After washing the dishes, Yun Xiaoran opened End Point Reading.
His first novel was now fully posted, and it was bringing in several thousand yuan a day.
Yun Xiaoran wasn't particularly surprised by those results, since this world's arts and entertainment were so underdeveloped to begin with.
By releasing his wildly popular political novel, he had inadvertently sparked a craze for political fiction on End Point Novels...
Still, his dream was to have the novel adapted into a television series. Although it had already earned him a great deal of money, Yun Xiaoran believed that someone would surely recognize a good novel like this.
Meanwhile, Yun Xiaoran