Go ahead, His Highness Seven Records

Chapter 57 I'm going to kill Xia Mo

The alarm clock jingled non-stop, and the girl on the bed tossed and turned, but in the end she couldn't beat the alarm clock's insistence, so she got up in a daze and threw the pillow on the ground: "Go to hell!"

Who knew that the door was suddenly opened at this time, and what Han Qilu saw was An Chuxia, who had half-exposed shoulders but didn't know it, sitting on the bed with disheveled hair and kept throwing dolls and pillows on the floor.

After being dazed for a moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and some sarcasm mixed with calmness slowly floated out of his mouth: "Hey, do you use violence early in the morning? Sister Wolf, the tyrant?"

An Chuxia, who had been in a drowsy sleep, half awake and half dreaming, woke up completely when she heard the words "Sister Wolf the Tyrant".Facts have proved that the deterrent effect of these four words is greater than an alarm clock.Opening his eyes suddenly, Han Qilu's unlucky face came into view!What a crime, why is Han Qilu the first person to see so early in the morning?

"I woke up really early today..." Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and continued, "The servants are already preparing lunch."

After tidying up her clothes, An Chuxia jumped off the bed, and first pressed the alarm clock on the desk.The room immediately became much quieter... She set the alarm clock to nine o'clock in the morning, and it's almost ten o'clock now.This damn alarm clock has rung for an hour without getting tired!Really convinced!
Ignoring Han Qilu who was standing at the door, she went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She didn't even comb her hair, so she tied it up with a rubber band.Seeing her anxious look, Han Qilu finally couldn't bear it and walked to her side, and said, "You don't think today is Monday, do you?"

An Chuxia walked to the desk and turned on the power button of the laptop, and glanced at him indifferently: "Only a donkey would think that today is Monday. Master donkey, please go down and get some breakfast for me, I will treat you Thanks Dade."

Seeing An Chuxia sitting down directly in front of the computer, Han Qilu frowned with displeasure.Are computer games more attractive than the future heir of the Han Group?But it's a miracle that An Chuxia is also addicted to online games.He curled his lips, although he was displeased, he turned around and went out obediently to get breakfast.

Jiang Yuanyuan stayed up late last night to write the manuscript, and she has not woken up until now.When Han Qilu finished his breakfast and went upstairs, he happened to meet Jiang Yuanyuan walking down from the third floor.

"Son, good morning, do you know how many words I wrote last night, old lady? I wrote..." Han Qilu brushed past her without even looking at her.The corner of Jiang Yuanyuan's mouth twitched, and she ran to the lobby on the first floor with tears in her eyes. She picked up the phone and was about to call Han Liuhai.The dead son actually ignored her, she wanted Han Liuhai to come back and train him to death!
An Chuxia's eyes widened in the room, and she was surprised to see that her novel was actually included in the recommendation of original novels on the front page, and even put on a beautiful cover.She remembered that she didn't care about this at all yesterday, and hurriedly clicked into her article to read.Seeing that there were more than 100 comments in the comment area, one of them attracted her attention.

Editor-in-Chief of Bookshelf.com: Hello, author Xia Mo, your novels are very comical and developmental, and I highly recommend new original novels on the homepage as a first-level push.For follow-up development and signing, please add my QQXXXXXX.

An Chuxia blinked her eyes in disbelief, and looked at the comments again. Most of them scolded the heroine for being stupid, but they didn't know that the hero liked her.

Are you kidding me, say she is brain-dead?She wrote about her life after entering the Han family, and the hero is of course the devil Han Qilu.Of course, she used all pseudonyms in the novel.

When I got angry, I simply closed the webpage and logged in to QQ.As soon as I logged in, QQ made a coughing sound of "cough cough".To be honest, the sound was quite weird, like a dying person catching a cold.

After clicking, it turned out that someone added her, and the verification information on it was: editor-in-chief of Bookshelf.com.An Chuxia tilted her head and nodded in agreement.In a few seconds, the avatar of the editor-in-chief of Bookshelf.com flashed up.

Editor-in-Chief of Bookshelf.com: Hello, are you the author Xia Mo?

An Chuxia hesitated for a while, and replied "yes".As a result, the other party directly dropped a lot of words: Your novel "Master Devil Don't Kiss Me" broke the record of recommendations and comments on our website.The number of comments can be as high as [-] within an hour, so I would like to ask, do you want to sign a contract with our bookshelf.com?
"Sign a contract? Does signing a contract mean getting money?" After talking to herself for a while, she replied to the editor-in-chief of Bookshelf.com, asking her to think about it.The other party seemed to attach great importance to her as a newcomer, and asked her to think about it again and again, so she didn't send any more messages.

The door was opened by Han Qilu at this time, and seeing the breakfast on the tray in his hand, he felt that he was really hungry, rushed over like crazy and ate big mouthfuls.In a daze, he used Han Qilu's hand as a table and put the tray on it.After eating, she raised her head and looked at Han Qilu: "Huh? Why are you here?"

She gave her an expression of "I'm not here, where?" and slightly raised her eyelids: "Would you like to read this morning's newspaper? There is a surprise."

"Surprise!" She rubbed her chin nonchalantly, then suddenly raised her head and asked Han Qilu, "Let me ask you, is Shujia.com famous? Would you believe me if I said that their editor-in-chief wanted to sign a contract with me?"

Han Qilu took a serious look at her, and was defeated by her expectant eyes: "Okay, okay, I believe it. But... are you sure you don't want to read today's morning paper? I swear you will regret it if you don't." After speaking, he shook the newspaper in his hand.An Chuxia didn't even look at him, turned around and walked out of the room.She was going to ask Jiang Yuanyuan if she wanted to sign a contract.

"Hey! Where are you going? You really don't read the newspaper? I'll put it on your sofa first!" Seeing An Chuxia turn around and leave, Han Qilu shook his head, put the newspaper on the round sofa beside him, turned and left.

As soon as she reached the stairs, she heard Jiang Yuanyuan screaming in the writing room.When the maids heard the sound, they immediately ran to her studio, but they were rushed out by Jiang Yuanyuan as soon as they entered.

"What happened?" She immediately went down the stairs and asked the maid who came out suspiciously.

A maid replied with her head down: "Young Mistress, Madam said she is fine, so let us not disturb her. But if you go in, I will probably tell you what happened."

Jiang Yuanyuan's kindness to An Chuxia is obvious to all of them who are servants.

Just about to go to Jiang Yuanyuan's studio, she suddenly pulled the maid from just now and said, "Please don't call me young mistress in the future, this name is wrong!"

The maid bowed her head respectfully, and said submissively, "Yes, young mistress."

An Chuxia sighed heavily: "Forget it!" Turning around, she quickly walked to Jiang Yuanyuan's writing room.Ruzi can't be taught, just call them whatever you like, call them whatever you like!
"Little Chuxia!" As soon as she stepped through the door, Jiang Yuanyuan threw herself into An Chuxia's arms in mourning, crying, "I'm going to kill that one named Xia Mo!"

The sudden and powerful impact made An Chuxia involuntarily take two steps back before standing still. Jiang Yuanyuan's clear words came from her ear... Mo Xia?Why is this name so familiar?etc!Isn't this the pseudonym she took on Bookshelf.com?
"Mommy, don't cry, what happened?" If you treat Jiang Yuanyuan as your mommy, it's better to treat her like a child.Sometimes she often thinks, if only she could live as happy as Jiang Yuanyuan, with a husband who loves her, a son who always cares about her even though his mouth is stubborn...

God, how could she have such vicissitudes of thought?Is she old?Bah, bah, bah, she's still very young, and it's the time when she's in her prime!
After continuing to cry a few more times, Jiang Yuanyuan raised her head from An Chuxia's arms, her face was full of pear blossoms and rain. If Uncle Han saw her like this, he would definitely feel distressed to death.Just about to continue to comfort her, Jiang Yuanyuan held her hand tightly, came to the computer, pointed at the screen, and said, "Chu Xia, this person is likely to take away my position on Bookshelf.com, what should I do? "

Looking closely at the screen, the red book titled "Master Devil Don't Kiss Me" is impressively ranked first in the recommendation list and review list, and Jiang Yuanyuan's novel is ranked second.An Chuxia's head is full of black lines, and her debut novel, He De He Neng, can produce such a big reaction!

Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Yuanyuan burst into tears again: "Damn it! A novice who has not signed a contract can actually write such a funny novel. Although the heroine is a bit brain-dead, the writing is better than mine! I I can't help but follow the article...I despise her despise her!!!"

Taking a deep breath, she pulled Jiang Yuanyuan's hand with embarrassment, then sat in front of the computer and logged out of Jiang Yuanyuan's account, entered the word "Xia Mo" and entered a few passwords, and immediately jumped into Xia Mo's account. Backstage at the Writer's Center.Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes widened in disbelief, pointing at An Chuxia: "You you..."

"Mommy, I really didn't know that my bad novel was read by someone, and it took your first place in the list. But don't worry, if you are not happy, I will delete this novel without saying a word! I'm here I want to ask you if I want to sign a contract. Now it seems that I may not be suitable for writing novels. And I don’t have much time, hehe..." Her simple and honest appearance made Jiang Yuanyuan cry again, and she cried even more than before. Crap.

An Chuxia panicked immediately, and hurriedly took out a few tissues from the tissue box and handed them to Jiang Yuanyuan: "Mommy, don't cry, didn't I say that I would never write novels again? I swear, I will never... "Her mouth was suddenly covered by Jiang Yuanyuan.

An Chuxia looked at Jiang Yuanyuan in bewilderment.Who knew that she had already put on a very happy expression like the face-changing in the national quintessence: "Xiao Chuxia, if you don't write novels, then Mommy, I will never talk to you again!"

"Ah?" She blinked, and after Jiang Yuanyuan retracted her hand with a smile, she asked suspiciously, "You mean... let me continue writing novels?"

"Nonsense!" Jiang Yuanyuanle's eyes were narrowed into a line, and there were still tears on her cheeks, "Wait, I'll sign you now! By the way, when I signed the contract, in order not to let those editors Open the backstage for me, so I used the ID card of the domestic servant. I will go and ask for another one to sign for you now! Just wait!"

After finishing speaking, she disappeared like a gust of wind...

Feng Xiaoxiao, what happened just now?Why does she feel so messy... It's too unscientific for all this to happen!But what is this gleam of warmth passing through the bottom of my heart?There was a gleam of splendor in An Chuxia's eyes.Although Jiang Yuanyuan was childish, she did give her a... warm feeling.

(End of this chapter)