Zhou Qingyue played with her mobile phone.
She had created several fan groups, each of which had thousands of members.
These fans praised and complimented her daily in these groups.
This significantly changed Zhou Qingyue's mentality.
Responding casually to Liu Yue's question, Zhou Qingyue remained composed, "Aunt, I don't know what you're talking about."
Liu Yue replied irritably, "Don't play dumb with me. I'm talking about you asking me to get Jiang Xu's biography."
The novel was not what Liu Yue wanted, but what Zhou Qingyue wanted.
Zhou Qingyue lifted her head, a mysterious smile played on her face, "Nope, I just thought it would be something new to try out."
Liu Yue said seriously, "Anyway, I have one requirement. You can't get involved with Jiang Xu.
You're already gaining popularity now.
If managed properly, there's a chance for you to become a first-tier artist.
If any unsavory rumors emerge, they will ruin you," she warned.
Zhou Qingyue smiled charmingly, "Don't worry, Aunt. I have no feelings for him."
But silently, she added in her heart: Only regret remains!
...
"The homework for this week has doubled, oh my..."
On the way home, Jiang Xu couldn't help but complain again.
Today was Saturday, there was no day off.
From this week onwards, it would continue until the winter vacation.
Today was December 1st.
Winter vacation was scheduled to start January 20th, there were still 50 days to go.
An Nuonuo, with her understanding nature, offered, "I can help you with it. You have so much else to do."
Jiang Xu was tempted, but he shook his head, "Our handwriting is different."
An Nuonuo said somewhat shyly, "I can... I can mimic your handwriting."
"Really?" Jiang Xu looked at the increasingly beautiful young girl before him in surprise.
She was like the morning dew, fresh and quiet, devoid of any impurity.
Her skin was like the most exquisite porcelain in the world, delicate and transparent, perfectly flawless.
Her demeanor was extremely pure, like a mountain spring, continuously flowing with freshness and sweetness.
She was like a budding snow lotus flower, pure and elegant, quietly blooming her beauty.
Sometimes, Jiang Xu doubted,
How could An Feng, who was such a rough man, have a perfectly flawless daughter like An Nuonuo.
"Yes, really." An Nuonuo gently nodded.
After returning to Jiang Xu's house, he immediately asked An Nuonuo to write a few words for him to see.
"Good job, they are almost identical. I didn't expect you to have such a talent."
Jiang Xu looked at An Nuonuo as if she was a treasure.
What he did not know was that this was not because of An Nuonuo's talent.
During all this time, she would always emulate Jiang Xu's handwriting when she went home and had nothing to do.
Often, she would only go to sleep at one or two o'clock in the morning.
In order to be able to help Jiang Xu carry more of the workload when the homework was heavy,
The young girl didn't tell Jiang Xu about this, only she needed to know.
Jiang Xu picked up a piece of paper on which An Nuonuo had written and started to examine it closely.
Except for some very fine details that could only be spotted with a magnifying glass, there were no discernible differences.
"Very good." Jiang Xu warmly pinched the girl's collagen-filled cheek, "Then... I'll be counting on you, An Nuonuo."
"Yes, I will do it, you can go about your business."
Jiang Xu looked at her virtuous manner, the primal power inside him was on the verge of exploding.
He gently said, "Just wait a little longer for me."
"Huh?" An Nuonuo looked at him with confusion.
Jiang Xu replied, "Waiting until we go to university, you will understand.
University life is amazing, you'll definitely love it."
The young girl's eyes were filled with anticipation, yet she did not understand the deeper meaning behind Jiang Xu's words...
Jiang Xu went to the study to work on his writing.
He didn't come out until half past six in the evening.
As soon as he walked out, he smelled the delicious aroma.
An Nuonuo had already prepared dinner.
Three dishes and a soup.
Even though they were home-cooked dishes, they looked no less appetizing than those from a fancy restaurant.
Jiang Xu sat down and started eating heartily.
Being able to eat a warm meal right after finishing work was pure bliss.
"Slow down with the eating, careful not to choke."
The young girl thoughtfully served some soup for Jiang Xu, blew it gently to cool it down, and then handed it over to Jiang Xu.
Fish head tofu soup.
Jiang Xu took a sip, it was deliciously sweet.
"By the way, what has your mother been doing recently?" Jiang Xu remembered Li Yuanjuan.
I wonder how she's doing now.
"She said she's bored being at home and is planning to open a beauty salon."
Jiang Xu nodded, "That's a good idea. The beauty industry is bound to be profitable."
Jiang Xu then asked, "So, does she come home at night?"
"She's usually at the salon and won't let me help."
An Nuonuo seemed a little down.
She had a keen sense that something had happened with her parents, something she didn't want to face.
Upon seeing her expression, Jiang Xu knew what she was thinking about.
Quickly changing the subject: "Why don't you stay here tonight, and maybe clean up a little."
"No."
"Why not?"
"You're a bad person!"
Jiang Xu felt wounded: "Where are you seeing that from?"
"You just are."
Jiang Xu tried to look fierce: "Then let me be the bad guy today, and you...mwahaha..."
An Nuonuo shrank her neck in, then quietly placed her mobile phone on the table.
The first number on the dial screen was Chen Yue's.
Jiang Xu: "..."
Once he'd eaten and rested for a bit, Jiang Xu got back to writing.
All the housework was handled by An Nuonuo.
Jiang Xu appreciated everything she did, keeping it all in mind.
And he would repay her doubly in the future.
"Martial Universe" was nearing its end.
It now totaled four and a half million words.
The average subscriptions for this book had reached eight thousand.
The heat in the forums was intense.
Despite cracking down on piracy to an extreme extent, pirated versions were still unavoidably popping up.
It was being shared in QQ groups for a membership fee.
These practices were very covert, and Jiang Xu was helpless.
Fortunately, these groups weren't too large, and the impact was still within an acceptable range.
With about half a million words left to write, Jiang Xu estimated it would be done around mid-December.
The website's library now had over a thousand books.
Of those, over eight hundred books contained more than three million words.
He checked the website's current data.
The most important one was the recharge amount.
The total recharge amount was one million eighty thousand.
The daily recharge amount could be maintained at around two hundred thousand.
After deducting various expenses and the shares for the shareholders, Jiang Xu's daily net profit was about seventy to eighty thousand.
The company account had over seven million.
They could start recruiting authors now.
He sent a message to Lin Nan asking her to handle this matter.
Jiang Xu turned off the computer and left the study.
An Nuonuo wasn't on the ground floor, and he suddenly wanted to see what she was doing now.
So, he tiptoed to the second floor.
Her bedroom door was half open.
Jiang Xu walked over, pushed the door open, and then was stunned.