After sending the manuscript, Jiang Yao looked forward to the newspaper's reply every day.
She left her home address. The first thing she did after coming home from school every day was to ask Sister An if she had any letters from her.
If the novel is accepted, you can get a remuneration of 70 Hong Kong dollars for 1,000 words, and 7,000 Hong Kong dollars for 100,000 words. If I serialize 10,000 words a day in the future, my daily income will be HK$700, and I can earn HK$21,000 a month, which is more than what a white-collar worker in a cubicle in Central earns.
If the novel is spotted by a film company or Jade Channel and the copyright is purchased, it will be a huge amount of income.
Jiang Yao felt happy after settling the accounts like this.
Although she married into a wealthy family and had no worries about food and drink, and could even buy whatever she wanted, spending other people's money always left her feeling less fulfilled.
Finally, after Jiang Yao came home from school today, as soon as she stepped into the living room, Sister An ran over excitedly, waving something in her hand.
"Young lady! Your letter has arrived!"
"Let me take a look!" Jiang Yao's eyes seemed to have little stars hidden in them, shining brightly. She couldn't wait to reach out and take the envelope and open it.
After reading the content of the letter, the corners of her lips rose up to her temples.
Very good! marvelous!
Her novel was picked up by a newspaper!
Due to the popularity of serialized novels, newspaper sales soared, so the newspaper leaders decided to add another page to publish novels.
Jiang Yao just caught up with this good opportunity.
The price offered by the newspaper is HK$70 per thousand words. If subsequent readers give good feedback, the price can be increased.
In addition, the letter also said that she should come to the newspaper office with her ID as soon as possible to sign the contract.
After reading the letter, Jiang Yao smiled and put the paper back.
Seeing how happy she was, Sister An couldn't help but ask, "What happy event has happened to my young mistress?"
Jiang Yao didn't hide it either: "The article I submitted to the newspaper was adopted!"
"Oh, that young lady is so amazing, so talented. What she writes can be published in newspapers!" Sister An praised with a smile, "Does the newspaper still have to pay you publishing fees?"
Jiang Yao nodded.
Sister An was even more surprised, she didn't expect to get royalties.
The wives of the Chen family all stay at home and do not work.
They find it embarrassing to work in a company, and they have no talent for running their own business. They will lose whatever they invest in. After a long time, no one is willing to bother with it, and they can enjoy the happiness at home peacefully.
A bald head looks glamorous, but after all, it is impossible for a woman to have real dignity if she is dependent on a man. Basically, she has to stay humble at home and serve her husband well.
"Sister An, I'm going back to the room." Jiang Yao went upstairs with the letter.
upstairs.
"Where is the person?" Jiang Yao didn't see Chen Yanbei in the master bedroom. She went to the study again and looked around, but still couldn't find anyone.
She knew that Chen Yanbei was investigating the car accident recently, but there was no need to go out in person to investigate. His legs had recovered, but his eyes were not yet healed, so she didn't know why he was going out.
Forget it, Jiang Yao went back to the study and sat down, taking advantage of the time to write more and save manuscripts, otherwise it would be too much pressure to take care of her studies while serializing every day.
After finishing writing the novel and finishing dinner, Chen Yanbei was nowhere to be seen.
The servants stayed in their respective rooms. Jiang Yao was the only one in the huge upstairs, and she couldn't sit still.
Only then did she realize that if Chen Yanbei didn't go home, she wouldn't be able to find anyone.
Jiang Yao didn't know what she was angry about, so she entered the bathroom angrily.
Not long after she entered the bathroom, there was a noise outside the bedroom door.
Chen Yanbei turned his wheelchair and entered the room.
Although his legs have recovered, he did not let the news get out and remained in his wheelchair all day long.
Today he went to meet a friend at the China Banking Regulatory Commission and wanted to check the account records of the driver, Uncle Gao, in various banks in Hong Kong.
Retrieval of bank account information requires personal authorization or police intervention, but this will inevitably alert the snake.
It would be much safer if someone from the China Banking Regulatory Commission used routine inspections as an excuse to enter the internal systems of various banks and retrieve information.
In the bathroom.
The sound of the water was so loud that Jiang Yao didn't notice that Chen Yanbei had come in at all.
After she took a shower, she discovered that the bathrobe had been put in the cloakroom last night, and now there were only regular-sized towels in the bathroom.
There was no one in the bedroom anyway, and the weather was warm now. Jiang Yao wiped her body casually, then opened the bathroom door and planned to go to the cloakroom to get a bathrobe.
Outside the bathroom.
Chen Yanbei loves to be clean. After entering the bedroom, he had to take a shower before changing into home clothes. However, Jiang Yao occupied the bathroom, so he had to wait outside the bathroom.
The bathroom door was opened, and he subconsciously looked towards the door.
A burst of hot air mixed with the fragrance of shower gel surged out. Jiang Yao walked out with her hands on her chest.
Her cheeks were puffy with heat, like ripe peaches on branches in midsummer. Her long hair is black and thick, like seaweed, and spreads wetly over her snow-white shoulders and chest, half-covering her slim curves.
Water droplets kept rolling down from the tips of her hair, rolling over her snow-white shoulders, plump chest, slender waist, plump peach-shaped buttocks, and then a pair of white and straight long legs. .
Just like a seductive fairy.
Even the most beautiful words cannot describe one ten thousandth of this scene.
When their eyes met, Chen Yanbei's eyes trembled slightly, and his gaze suddenly froze.
"Ah!" Jiang Yao cried out first, covering her body and hiding in the bathroom, "You, when did you come back? Why didn't you say anything?"
"Just arrived." Chen Yanbei's voice was low. Thinking of the scene before him, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.
"Forgot your bathrobe?" Seeing that she didn't respond, Chen Yanbei raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke again, "Do you need my help?"
Jiang Yao looked at the lively little goblin in the mirror, with her body bulging forward and backward. She couldn't help but blush when she saw it. But Chen Yanbei couldn't see, so what was she panicking about?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yao became bolder again: "No, no need, it's inconvenient for you, I can take it myself."
Men are blind, just pretend they don't exist. She kept giving herself psychological hints and stepped out of the bathroom again.
This time, she was obviously much calmer. Covering her key parts, she calmly walked to the cloakroom and put on her bathrobe.
Chen Yanbei just watched the fairy-like woman passing in front of him. Her snowy skin was dazzlingly white under the lamp. The proportions of plumpness and slenderness were just right. One figure was enough to captivate the soul.
His pupils shrank, and a fire suddenly broke out in his lower abdomen.
Jiang Yao didn't know how men felt at all. After putting on the bathrobe, she felt that the water droplets on her body had dried long ago, so she might as well change into sleeping clothes.
She randomly picked a silk nightgown from the closet and put it on. This time the style was not exaggerated, it was a fishtail style with suspenders, which is called stepmother's dress in the later world.
Two thin straps hang on the shoulders, and it has a low-cut design. The snow-white and plump undulations are looming. The skirt is a fishtail style, which just highlights the waist-to-hip ratio of a woman. After wearing it, it gives a sense of mature womanliness.
This is already the most conservative of all Jiang Yao's nightgowns.
After changing her clothes, she wiped her hair and walked out. Seeing Chen Yanbei still at the bathroom door, she asked softly, "Are you busy lately?"
Seeing what the woman was wearing, the fire in Chen Yanbei's lower abdomen burned even more intensely, and the veins on his forehead popped out.
"Well, I'm checking on Uncle Gao." He said with difficulty, trying to suppress the anger under him.
Jiang Yao didn't realize it. After knowing what the man was doing, her original feeling of being left out became much better. She stepped forward and said, "Then let me put the bath water in for you. It's getting late."
No, the man’s legs have healed and he can shower standing up.
She changed her words again: "I'll get your pajamas for you."
Without waiting for the man to respond, Jiang Yao went to the cloakroom again.
When she came out again, Chen Yanbei had already entered the bathroom.
There was a splash of water in the bathroom. The bath took a little long this time. Jiang Yao was so sleepy that Chen Yanbei hadn't come out yet.
She put her pajamas on the bedside and knocked on the bathroom door to remind her. Then she couldn't bear the fight and fell asleep.
As soon as she fell asleep, a low and depressing groan sounded in the bathroom.
The muscles all over Chen Yanbei's body were stretched straight, and the veins on his right arm bulged. It didn't take long for the veins to subside.
He closed his eyes, rinsed his body, and let his mind go blank for a moment.
Miraculously, since he recovered, the frequency of dreams that had been bothering him began to decrease.
I used to dream about it every day, but now I only dream about it once a week.
And the last time he actually saw the face of the woman in the dream, it was indeed exactly the same as Jiang Yao's face!
It turned out that he had never admitted his mistake all along, and the woman in the dream was his wife.
Thinking of this, the corners of Chen Yanbei's straight mouth raised slightly.
He wiped himself off and walked out of the bathroom.
Looking up at the bed, the woman was sleeping soundly with a quilt on her side. The hem of the skirt was lifted up to the waist, and a pair of white and straight legs rested on the quilt.
I don't know what I was dreaming about, my little face was blushing, and my snowy skin was faintly pink. I unconsciously rubbed my legs on the quilt and clamped the quilt tighter.
Chen Yanbei looked at this scene with deep eyes, and the heat under his body gradually surged up again.
He really wanted to wake him up in some way, but thinking about Jiang Yao's class schedule and having classes tomorrow morning, he couldn't bear to do it.
After struggling with it, she couldn't even sleep at night.
After suppressing the fire in his lower abdomen, Chen Yanbei lay down on the bed, raised his hand to take away the quilt from Jiang Yao's legs, and pulled Jiang Yao directly into his arms.
A ball of delicate fragrant nephrite was in his arms, and Chen Yanbei's heart was filled to the brim.
the next morning.
Jiang Yao has two classes in the morning. The professor who teaches the class hates people being late. If you don’t want to get bad grades in that class at the end of the semester, it’s best not to touch the red line.
So Jiang Yao got up, cleaned up, hurriedly took a sandwich from the table and went out, without even having time to say hello to Chen Yanbei.
After being tense all morning, the morning class was finally over. There was nothing to do in the afternoon. Jiang Yao looked at the time and thought about going to the newspaper office to finalize the contract.
Bodyguard Ali was sent out by Chen Yanbei, so Azhong became Jiang Yao's full-time driver and part-time bodyguard. He sent Jiang Yao to the door of the "Ming Pao" newspaper office, and he followed her in.
