"Just focus on yours. I have to go write the manuscript."
Su Qiao stood up, and just as the man was about to reach out to pull her back, Su Qiao had already covered his mouth, with a threatening look in her eyes:
"Don't move, and don't talk. If you dare to disturb me while I'm writing, I'll throw you off the balcony."
Zhang Jingchen: “…”
Why does he feel more brutal than him
That idiot should be allowed to take a good look at what the well-educated, elegant and dignified woman he talks about is like.
Forget it, it’s better for him to just know this side of his woman, and forget about it for other men.
The man forgot that he and the idiot he was talking about were the same person, there was no 'other'.
Next, Su Qiao concentrated on writing while Zhang Jingchen read the novel quietly.
After finishing, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really well written."
"But this swordsman is too indecisive. He should kill this castle lord with one sword. Isn't it like letting a tiger go back to the mountain if he lets him go?"
"If it were me, I wouldn't say a word and would just chop him down with my sword and be done with it."
"And this castle lord is also stupid. Since he wants to kill people to silence them, of course he won't leave anyone alive. Why would he let a child go?"
Host, listen to this, he said I write very well.
When Xiao Si heard his high evaluation, he was about to brag a few more times, but unexpectedly he heard the last sentence.
He shuddered and became speechless.
As expected, he is the big devil. He doesn’t even spare children of a few years old. Is he the God of Death
Su Qiao looked up and stared at him speechlessly.
This man can be so cruel even when reading a novel.
Zhang Jingchen narrowed his eyes unhappily: "What? Do you think I was wrong?"
Could it be that even she felt that her methods were too cruel in her daily life
Su Qiao shook his head slightly: "No, I mean, if you really write it like this, my book will be finished now, and there will be no sequel at all."
Zhang Jingchen thought about it seriously and nodded: "That's true."
"Then let them live a little longer!"
This tone of charity...
It's just a novel, you thought it was real.
Su Qiao felt that he was sometimes annoying but also funny.
I threw the manuscript that had not been sent out to him and asked him to continue reading it while I continued to work.
After Zhang Jingchen left, she continued to write on the table until almost twelve o'clock, when she stretched and stopped the work in her hands.
But she didn't go to take a shower or sleep. Instead, she asked Xiao Si to check on Zhang Ruohan's situation.
After learning that he was still drunk in the room like yesterday, I started to change my clothes.
Host, where are you going
Looking at Su Qiao who had changed into a black nightgown, 444 was confused.
"Learn to do good things."
Half an hour later, she returned to her room, sweating all over.
444 was speechless: This is what you call learning to do good deeds
After drugging Su Ying and sending her to the room of the already drunken Mr. Zhang, how could this be considered a good thing
Obviously he was going to cause trouble.
Su Qiao took a set of silk pajamas and went into the bathroom without blushing or beating her heart.
"Of course, didn't the Second Concubine always want her daughter Su Ying to marry into the Zhang family and enjoy a better life? I am respecting the opinions of my elders."
I think you are fed up with your sister and want to see her quarreling with Lin Qiuci's best friend, right
No, you are jealous. Your sister likes the devil, and you...
"You see through things but don't say them out loud. You haven't even learned this, and you still say you are mature and steady." Su Qiao also became shameless.
444: “…” What does maturity and stability have to do with this
The next morning, Su Qiao was called to the front hall of the mansion again.