"Got it! I'll...try my best!"

Seeing the concise words in the dialog box, Ming Zhuxin: ...

"One update a week, can't delay any longer."

Ming Zhuxin started typing away on the keyboard. "Otherwise, let alone living in the temple, even if you become a monk, I will kill you and kidnap you back. I'm risking it!"

“…”

As if sensing Ming Zhuxin's determination to fight to the death, the great god replied quickly, "Okay... OK."

call……

Ming Zhuxin breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the great god's portrait darken and the sky darkening outside the window, Ming Zhu was startled.

When they were signing the contract for the creation of the work, the master said that he lived in a temple, which was a long distance away from the bustling city center, and it was not convenient to send the contract to her for signing.

At that time, she saw his unlimited potential and was afraid that if she was slow to act, he would be signed by other comic websites, so she made a prompt decision and signed a contract with him using the pen name that the great writer used to publish his works.

Because she skipped the step of uploading the ID card, Ming Zhuxin had no idea whether the other person was a man or a woman, old or young.

And every month's royalties are deposited into the bank card that he filled out in the writer's background.

As for whether the bank card belonged to him or 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.

Could this great god be a monk from some temple?

Oh my god! If that's the case, then it's really exciting! Ming Zhuxin used his big boss privileges to open the author profile of Tiankeng Master.

Author name: Yu Jian Gender: blank

Date of birth: blank Bank card number: 6222 xxxx xxxx xxxx xxxCardholder information: Licheng Sunshine Charity Foundation

Ming Zhu stared at the authentication information on the card and was distracted for a moment.

Could she have accidentally discovered the secret? Is the Great God really a... compassionate monk?

Ming Zhuxin:!!!

The doorbell rang, Ye Wan looked up and found that it was dark outside the window.

There was a moment of hesitation in his eyes.

She actually spent a whole day painting in front of the bay window? Ding Dong, Ding Dong...

The doorbell was still ringing stubbornly. Ye Wan dropped the tablet and walked over to open the door.

"Wanwan..."

Lu Changchuan, with a chill all over his body, walked in and hugged Ye Wan in his arms, "Are you okay?"

"No."

Shaking his head, Ye Wan raised his eyes and asked, "Has the wood powder downstairs left?"

"There are a few more, it should be soon."

Lu Changchuan took Ye Wan's hand and walked over to stand in front of the window.

Compared with the bustling scene early in the morning, it is now deserted and lonely.

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 and said, "Mu Yanze will take the afternoon flight back to the capital. When his fans see the photos taken at the airport, they will probably give up."

Ye Wan snuggled into his arms with an amused look on her face, "Do you believe it or not? If I want to, I can walk past Mufen unscathed and return to the imperial capital safely?"

"letter."

Holding her rebellious 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 the eyes of Mu fans, she is the vicious dinosaur.

But in Lu Changchuan's eyes, she is the princess who needs gentle care.

Ye Wan curled the corners of her lips, stretched out her hands to hook his neck, raised her head and greeted him, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)