Seeing the concise words in the dialog box, Ming Zhuxin:...
"Updated once a week, can't delay it any longer."
Mingzhu's heart crackled as he typed on the keyboard, "Otherwise, even if you say you live in a temple and you are a monk, I can kill you and kidnap you back. I will risk my life!"
"..."
As if sensing Ming Zhuxin's determination to go all out, the great god replied quickly, "Okay... Okay."
call……
Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing the portrait of the great god dimming, and looking at the darkening sky outside the window, Mingzhu was startled.
When the contract for the creation of the work was signed, the master said that he lived in a temple, which was far away from the bustling city center, and it was not convenient to send her the contract for signing.
At that time, she took a fancy to his endless potential, and was afraid that he would be signed by other comics websites if she started too slowly. She immediately signed a contract with him using the pen name of the great master who published his works.
Because the step of uploading ID cards was omitted, Ming Zhuxin didn’t even know whether the other party was a boy, girl, young or old.
The monthly manuscript fee is paid into the bank card he fills in the writer's backend.
As for whether the bank card belonged to him and who the owner of the bank card was, Ming Zhuxin never paid attention to it.
At this moment, Ming Zhuxin couldn't help but speculate.
This great god must not be a monk in some temple, right?
Omaga!
If that were the case, it would be...exciting!
His heart moved, and Ming Zhuxin used his Big Boss authority to click on the author information of Tiankeng Master.
Author name: Yu Jian
Gender: blank
Date of birth: blank
Bank card number: 6222 xxxx xxxx xxxx xxx
Cardholder information: Licheng Sunshine Charitable Foundation
Staring at the authentication information on the card, Mingzhu felt distracted for a moment.
She wouldn't have accidentally discovered the secret, would she?
Is the Great God really a... compassionate monk?
Ming Zhuxin:!!!
…
The doorbell rang, Ye Wan raised her head and realized that the sky outside the window was dark.
His eyes were frightened for a moment.
She actually spent the whole day painting in front of the bay window?
Ding dong, ding dong...
The doorbell was still ringing persistently, so Ye Wan dropped her tablet and stepped forward to open the door.
"Wanwan..."
Lu Changchuan, wrapped in the cold air, walked in and hugged Ye Wan in his arms, "Are you okay?"
"No."
Shaking her head, Ye Wan raised her eyes and asked, "Has the wood powder downstairs left?"
"There are a few more, they should be here soon."
Lu Changchuan took Ye Wan's hand and stood in front of the window.
Compared with the noisy scene early in the morning, it can be considered empty and lonely now.
There were only a few stubborn fans holding posters, as if they would never give up and leave until they saw Mu Yanze.
Lu Changchuan glanced at his watch, "Mu Yanze took the afternoon flight back to the Imperial Capital. After a while, fans will give up after seeing the pictures of the road at the Imperial Capital Airport."
Ye Wan snuggled into his arms with a funny look on her face, "Do you believe it or not, if I want, I can pass by Mu Fen unscathed and return to the imperial capital safely?"
"letter."
Holding her troubled little hand in his palm, Lu Changchuan lowered his head to kiss her, "But I want to be the knight who saves the princess, is that okay?"
In Mufen's eyes, she is that vicious dinosaur.
But in Lu Changchuan's eyes, she was the princess who needed gentle care.
Ye Wan curled her lips, reached out and hooked his neck, raised her head and greeted him, "Okay."