The mystery husband is a little bad

Ning Yue followed Ming Hao and looked at the requirements sent by the publishing house. In fact, the publishing house didn't have any problems with publishing. On the contrary, the publishing house had many requirements and gave a lot of suggestions. Many places had to be modified according to their requirements.

There are some more detailed terms such as the calculation method of royalties and the number of first copies, but they are not clear, because she has just written a beginning, whether she can publish them is unknown.

But this is a huge affirmation for Ning Yue, just like her children are recognized by others, which makes her happy.

"Thank you, Minho."

"I told you not to say sorry to me, then you should not say thank you to me. In fact, the key to publishing is still with you, so others can't help you."

"Well, I know. I'll try."

After the conversation, Minghao left her for lunch.

Seeing his injury, Ning Yue said, "don't move. Let me do the cooking."

Minghao's refrigerator is full of fresh ingredients. Ning Yue chooses them, and then starts working in the kitchen.

When the rice is braised, the dishes she fried are ready.

She brought the rice and dishes to the table and said to him, "I'm sorry, the time is limited, and it's relatively simple. Don't abandon it."

Minghao smiled and shook his head, but it was related to the wound on the corner of his mouth. It was painful and bared his teeth. That made ningyue smile: "don't move. Although it's a skin injury, I know the wound must be very painful. Come and eat it."

Minghao said: "I'm much better than that."

"You don't mind."

Minghao ate with chopsticks and praised: "well, it's really good. You must be a good wife and mother in the future."

"Good wife and good mother? It doesn't sound like a compliment. "

"Praise, of course. It's a blessing for anyone who marries you. "

It's just a joke, but when she looks up and touches Minghao's eyes, she suddenly nods with a smile: "then I'll take your praise. Let's eat now."

A woman is not suitable for staying in a single man's house for too long, which makes people feel a little awkward, so Ning Yue leaves after eating and washing the dishes.

Minghao looked at her, but he was speechless.

Ning Yue didn't go deep into what he wanted to express and was ready to leave. However, at this time, Minghao suddenly said, "Ning Yue, I still have a single apartment vacant. If you need it --"

Ning Yue's back froze and looked up awkwardly at Minghao. "You see it?"

"Well, your clothes..."

Ning Yue looks down at her clothes and suddenly realizes that she came out of Fu Jinyan's house temporarily last night. She only took a computer bag, but she didn't change her clothes. She still has important documents and purse, so that she won't be on the street.

Minghao is also a person who pays close attention to life observation. I didn't expect this could escape his eyes, but Ning Yue just smiled: "I can solve it. Thank you. I'll go first. You have a good rest."

After coming out of Minghao's house, Ning Yue walked along the street for a long time, with trees on both sides and winding roads, which is actually a very suitable place for walking.

She also took this time to think about where to go next.

If her novel can be published, she will get a lot of money, but for a new person, the publishing house can not guarantee that it will be very popular, so the first print will not be too much, which means that her contribution fee is not likely to be much.

And this is based on the fact that she can hand in the manuscript smoothly and everything goes well. If there is any mistake, the contribution fee will be nothing.

So what should she do now? It's not the same thing to stay in the hotel all the time. But she checked the rent around with her mobile phone, and found that it was terrifying.

She sat on the rest chair of the bus stop sign with her fingernails clenched, and considered whether to go to Fu Jinyan to get some clothes for washing first. Minghao saw her embarrassment at a glance, and she could only smile bitterly.

But in case of meeting Fu Jinyan, he said last night that if she left the door, she would never go back.

Ah, it's not humiliating to kill a scholar. She shouldn't compromise so easily.

So Ning Yue changed from a convenient hotel last night to a smaller hotel with a lower price.

But when she moved here, she regretted it, because the hot water here was off and on. After taking a bath, the hot water was off three times, and almost didn't freeze her cold.

And the gap under the door is very big. People will constantly insert some small ads from below. At that time, she was getting out of bed and going to the bathroom. When she came to the door, she suddenly found that there was a hand in it. Although there were only a few fingers in it, it scared her to death. And the floor at the door was already filled with all kinds of small ads. the picture was extremely ugly.

Most of all, the sound insulation of this room is really poor.Ning Yue lies on the bed, feeling that she is surrounded by the enchanting music in all directions.

The room on the left is OK. After about half an hour's tossing, it stops. But the room on the right hasn't stopped for more than two hours. Ning Yue feels that her sleep has been greatly disturbed. She fell asleep several times, but was awakened by the woman's shrill cry.

Is it necessary to shout so loudly?!

At last, she couldn't sleep, so she sat up from the bed and was ready to call the front desk to complain. Unexpectedly, there was a quarrel outside.

The sound insulation effect of the door is too poor, so she can hear the quarrel clearly even if the door is not opened.

It was the other tenants who couldn't stand the couple's cries and finally came to protest.

Although the quarrel is mixed with a strong accent from other places, Ning Yue still understands it. She should also dislike that woman's shouting is too loud. The woman is not convinced, so she quarrels with a sharp voice.

It's really a hilarious play.

Ning Yue found a tissue to cover her ears. Although it didn't have much effect, it was a psychological comfort.

Because she was so sleepy, she didn't know when to go to bed. She was woken up again, at dawn, by a huge knock on the door.

The door didn't look very solid at first. Now it's pounding and crumbling. She grabs the bedspread under her body with both hands, and people shrink back to the corner.

Who is it that wants to break into the door? She is nervous for a while and doesn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, a man's curse came from outside: "you stinky girl, I'm back, open the door for me --"