Mu Chuan Xiang Wan

Chapter 1, the man who came to the door
"Brother Asheng, let's do it now, what shall we do?"

"No, no, no, he..."

"He is a bastard with a black conscience! He likes me and just wants me to give birth to him! Brother Asheng, let's not mention him. I want to give it to you, just do that with you. I am your..."

"Er Niu, no, don't...we can't afford to mess with him."

"We don't have to be afraid of him anymore! Never. Brother Asheng...he doesn't exist anymore."

"?"

"I, kill him."

Xiang Wan read the lines up to this point. Seeing Fang Yuanyuan's eyes widening, her mouth stuck to the straw, she couldn't move her eyes. She couldn't help raising her eyebrows, "Don't you think my writing is very suspenseful?"

Fang Yuanyuan grabbed her hair on the spot, "Sister, do you know why every book of yours hits the street?"

"Ok?"

"The lines are weak, the logic is confusing, and the content doesn't get the point! Do you understand? What do we young girls want to see? It's love, it's love, it's love, and it's important to say it three times!"

"Why do I have no love anymore?...Oh no, what do you call young girls?"

"...you, say, what?"

Fang Yuanyuan pouted, looking at her sympathetically.

"Also, you haven't even talked about your boyfriend, can you write love novels? Even sex scenes can only be imagined out of thin air, how can you write a CP that goes deep into... the soul? So, I suggest you, Let's talk about love first, okay?"

"But what I wrote was suspense." Xiang Wan smiled slightly.

"Women don't like to read suspense without love. Suspense written for men, you're almost ready..."

"Fang Yuanyuan!" Xiang Wan smiled again, "I also have die-hard readers—"

"Come on, you're the only one who writes those crappy things. If I weren't your editor, you wouldn't even be able to get into the VIP. There are only a few paying readers, and the manuscript fee is not enough for you to pay your rent! Cousin, give up!"

Xiang Wan slowly leaned back on the chair, looked at her seriously, and continued to smile.

"One day, I will write a novel that will be popular all over the Internet, believe it or not?!"

"Just you? Hehe!" Fang Yuanyuan put the coffee cup on the table and picked up her bag, "Auntie has made an appointment for you at eight o'clock tomorrow night. Let's figure it out!"

Another blind date!

Xiang Wan knocked on his forehead.

Packing up the computer, when she came out of the cafe, it was as hot as an oven outside. On the side of the street near her home, fans were whistling, and occasionally a gust of wind blew over. Tossed into the scorching steam, it seemed to bake her a layer of oil.

A rental house for one person is the simplest set of one.

Living in hiding is not because of a lot of money, but because of being talked about by my mother every day.

A stay-at-home girl who was forced into a mid-life crisis at the age of 26, it's not shameful to have never been in a relationship, but Xiang Wan has a pretty face. At first people said she was high-minded and too picky, but in the end she was rejected. Once the Eighth Aunt and the Seventh Aunt were passed on, it became something wrong with her.

Do you really want to give up your ideals, find a random man to marry, and end up with the rest of your life?

Xiaopujie's glass heart was crushed again by the ringing of the phone when he walked downstairs in the community.

"Mom! What's the matter? You interrupted me, I forgot the plot!"

"Plot plot! Who will read that thing you wrote? Let me tell you, you are almost thirty..."

"It's 26!"

"rounding!"

"Are you my real mother?" Xiang Wan didn't know if he had blown the free air-conditioning in the cafe, and his brain ached, "Didn't I not pick a good one?"

"What kind do you want to choose? You tell Mom, and Mom will find it for you."

"It's not a state-level rich and handsome guy with a height of 1.9 meters and abdominal muscles of 16 yuan who lives in an 88-story villa and wakes up from a bed 800 meters high. I don't want it."

"...Are you going to marry Centipede?"

"goodbye!"

"Hey……"

Xiang Wan talked and chatted, and unknowingly climbed to the sixth floor out of breath.

This is the top floor. In the sweltering summer, a stop here is like a crab thrown into a pot, and you can't wait to run away.But at the door of her house was quietly leaning against a man who was so handsome that her eyes were dizzy...

Tall and slender, with profound features, as if drawn from an idol drama.

He looked at her calmly, his eyes were surprisingly bright in the sunlight, but they were extraordinarily indifferent, appearing arrogant and melancholy.

My girlish heart!
Xiang Wan sighed secretly and took out the key.

"Who are you looking for?"

The wave of full heart was suppressed by her calmly.

He glanced at her casually, "You are Xiang Wan."

That glance was too subtle, and that voice was too sexy.

Xiang Wan had never felt that her name sounded so nice, and her cheeks were faintly hot.

"I am, what can you do with me?"

The corners of his mouth turned up, almost melting Xiang Wan's gaze into the barely noticeable smile, then he took out another police officer's card and waved it in front of her.

"You are involved in a murder case, please assist in the investigation!"

　I strongly recommend Si Jin's finished article.

　　Modern: "The Most Loved Marriage in History", "Surprised Marriage Every Step", "I Only May This Life Live Up to You", "Addiction to Doting"

　　Ancient times: "Let's give my years to the world", "The Lonely King and Widow"

　　


(End of this chapter)