A few days passed.

After Chu Li was moved to death and became a fool, and willingly made three bowls of noodles for Zhechuan, Zhechuan's interview was released.

The content of the interview caused quite a stir, and after watching the crowd, many people said that the content of the interview seemed a bit off topic.

[Just answer the questions properly during an interview. If you disagree with me, I will throw you dog food. Don’t we singles have any dignity? 】

[I’m most afraid of my boyfriend being well-educated and answering questions in interviews like they’re wedding vows… Then what are you going to say when you get married? I’m so worried about you guys.]

[Editor and author? There is such a thing... It's amazing. Jiang Yucheng seems to be still unmarried. I'm a senior in high school. It's too late to study Chinese language and literature in September this year. Urgent. Waiting online! ]

【Why am I so jealous? 】

[Does this mean that from now on, all of Chu Chuan's books will be monopolized by Yuan Yue Publishing House? I heard that Yuan Yue Publishing House has been in a serious decline in the past two years. Can it afford to support such a great god? ]

[Yuanyue Publishing House is declining, and other book publishing companies are also going downhill. It's 50-50. How many people are willing to buy physical books now? It's amazing that "Luohe Divine Book" can sell like that. Some time ago, someone mocked the sales volume. This is the funniest thing...]

[Didn’t you sign “Yellow Spring Inn” to Xin Dun? Weren’t they together at that time?]

【I finally realized what the above person said. It wasn't long since they signed the contract for "Yellow Spring Inn". If they weren't together at that time, they should have been in an ambiguous period. Is that how Mr. Chu Chuan flirts with girls? He gave his work to his competitor?】

[There is an editor at Xindun who is also very good. Jiang Yucheng is the current editor-in-chief... Recently, the homepage has been either Chuan or Jiang Yucheng. Who do you think is behind this? ]

"'Wow, Jiang Yucheng and Zhu Chuan, Xindun Publishing House and Yuanyue Publishing House, Jiang Yucheng's editor-in-chief and Zhu Chuan's editor-in-chief - this is simply the battle of the century in the publishing industry!'" Chu Li crossed his legs and read the Weibo comments to Zhu Chuan on his mobile phone. After reading, he raised his hand and poked him with his fingertips, "Even your readers have realized that this is the battle of the century, why are you still acting like nothing happened?"

The man's big hand grabbed her fingers, and he held them tightly in his palm and never let go.

At this time, the man had a book from Herman's early years on his knees, and he was flipping through it absentmindedly, looking like a big salted fish: "I just won the first round, so I have to give it a rest."

Chu Li was angry when he saw him distracted. He had been acting like this since this morning.

Why, the reader is unhappy after knowing that "editor = daughter-in-law" and being ridiculed? Regret?

Then you should just shut up and say nothing.

Thinking of this, Chu Li suddenly said unhappily: "Why bother to sleep when you are alive? You will sleep forever after you die."

Chu Li reached out and grabbed the book the man was reading. She heard him hiss and raise his eyebrows to look up at her. Before he could get angry, she leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, gave him a piece of candy, and then began to reason with him: "You can't always wait for Jiang Yucheng to make a move before you respond. This time, the Flower and Blossom Award gave you a strong sense of existence. What will you do next time? When Jiang Yucheng throws out a million-dollar first-print contract next time, where can you find a second Flower and Blossom Award to make big news?"

"Big news?"

"Yes, big news."

“…”

Zhuochuan looked at Chuli steadily, and Chuli looked back at him firmly.

Zhuochuan thought for a moment, snapped the book on his lap, picked up Chuli and put her on his lap, patted her on the back and said lazily: "According to the topics that my readers and fans are paying attention to online, what you said is big news. I think I really have one."

Chu Li believed it to be true, and forgot that what Chu Chuan said meant that he would definitely not be able to spit out ivory from his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Chu Chuan, his eyes wide open and said innocently: "Really? Really? What is it? What is it?"

Zhuo Chuan had no expression on his face: "'A famous writer and his editor-in-chief have tied the knot and chose to get married soon.'"

First Li: “………………………………………………”

Chu Chuan: “Big news.”

First Li: “………………………………………………”

Zhuochuan: "Is it big enough?"

Chu Li: "'Famous writers and their editors'?"

Zhuchuan: "You and me."

Chu Li: "What are you doing?"

Zhuchuan: "Propose."

"..." Chu Li took a deep breath, looked at the handsome face so close to her, pushed him away, stood up, and took three steps back. "Before I beat you up, take back your words quickly - you proposed to me without flowers, rings, or a property certificate with my name on it. What's the difference between you and a human trafficker?! I also have a girlish heart!!!"

Chu Li was so shocked by Zhao Chuan's shamelessness that he spoke a little loudly.

The sleeping Er Gouzi was awakened and poked his head out of the doghouse to see what the two masters were doing.

The male owner took a liking to the furry head after he looked around the room. So the man sitting on the sofa sat up straight, pointed at it, and said seriously: "This dog is for you. Marry me."

Chu Li: "..."

Chu Li turned around and looked at Er Gouzi. After the four looked at each other in confusion, Chu Li took off her slippers and threw them at Zhe Chuan.

Zhuo Chuan took the opportunity to accept her offer and took her slippers steadily: "You are so worldly. You are old and still imitate those little girls——"

Chu Li: "I'm only 23!!! You're an old cow that eats young grass!!! You're even forcing yourself to believe that the young grass you're chewing is as old as you!!!"

Zhuo Chuan was stunned when he heard this: "Are you really only twenty-three?"

Across a tea table, Chu Li searched his pockets, took out his wallet, then pulled out his ID card, and threw the ID card at the man like a flying knife. The man took the ID card with his bare hands, turned it over, and exclaimed, "Tsk."

"Let me show you my date of birth," Chu Li's face turned slightly red. "What photo are you looking at? Take your eyes off my beautiful ID photo!"

Zhuochuan took away Chu Li's ID card: "I also know that it's a bit hasty to bring up this matter suddenly..."

Chu Li Xiangliang sneered: "'A little bit'."

"Isn't this a desperate move? Time is running out." Zhuo Chuan stood up, walked around the tea table, and headed for his room. When he passed the first ceremony, he grabbed her neck with his elbow and strangled her to death. He half-dragged and half-carried her to his room, until he stopped at the door of his room and slapped the wall next to the door, "Look!"

Chu Li had difficulty raising her head under Zhuchuan's arm. She took a look and found that there was a calendar under the man's big hand.

October 28th.

It’s not anyone’s birthday, nor is it our first anniversary together. The nearest holiday is the Double Ninth Festival.

What are you doing?

Chu Li blinked: "What the hell?"

Zhuo Chuan let her go and poked her head with his hand: "What are you thinking about every day? Look, it's the 23rd today, don't you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Chu Li continued to look confused.

Zhuo Chuan let her go: "Your relatives should report to you on the 22nd of every month. Did they do it this month? I searched the toilet trash can this morning, and it was clean and there was nothing... Last time, I was in a hurry and didn't have time to use a condom. Didn't you have any thoughts? I did. You are pregnant. Let's get married."

First Li: “………………………………………………”

Fresh.

There is a man in this world who remembers her menstrual period better than she does, and he even looks at the calendar.

Chu Li thought about it and it seemed that the day that was supposed to come had not come yet. However, this didn’t mean anything. Wasn’t it normal for it to be postponed for a week? If it was one day short of coming, was it really possible? Wasn’t the magic performed by Balala the Fairies so magical?

Chu Li was silent for a moment, full of the desire to complain, and when she looked at Zhuochuan, she unexpectedly found that the man had a serious face and didn't look like he was joking at all——

Suddenly it occurred to me, why would he care about his menstrual period when he had nothing else to do...

Could it be that he had been thinking about this matter ever since that "accident"?

I inadvertently recalled the scene in the morning when he bent over to search the trash can stealthily but found nothing...

No wonder he has been absent-minded today. The way he looks at her is also unsettling. I thought he was lamenting the loss of fans, but it turns out he is thinking about this matter?

This fool...

Have you been keeping silent for a whole day and forcing yourself to believe that she is pregnant?

Without her knowing it—

He had imagined a new world in his mind, and had positioned himself and prepared himself for it with integrity and frankness.

Chu Li: "..."

The words that wanted to mock him rolled to the tip of his tongue, but in the end, no words came out... Chu Li's heart was like a spice box overturned, with mixed feelings, a little wanting to cry and a little wanting to laugh, a little angry but actually a little moved -

She looked at the man in front of her with a face that said "You can only marry me" in silence: "It's normal for menstruation to be delayed or advanced. When I was working on "Luohe Divine Book", I postponed it for a month."

Zhuchuan: “…”

Chu Li stood on tiptoe and touched his ear: "Don't be nervous, you may not be a father yet... Watch less bloody Korean dramas, read more books and newspapers."

Chu Li finished speaking, turned around with a look of emotion and jumped back onto the sofa. The man following her hissed at her rough movements, and it seemed that he had tried very hard to hold back from swearing... After waiting for a while, Chu Li felt the man sitting down next to her, and then he pulled her into his arms and touched her flat belly: "………………Really not?"

Chu Li looked up at him and said, "If you want to know so much, you can try a pregnancy test."

Zhuo Chuan: "I have even decided which kindergarten my daughter will attend. When I went out to take out the trash this morning, I asked the neighborhood mom for the admissions office's contact number."

“………………” Chu Li had so many complaints that he could only correct her, “…I think my son is better. He is strong and brave, and I won’t feel bad even if I beat him.”

Zhuochuan: "Daughter."

Chu Li: "Son."

Zhuochuan: "Daughter."

Chu Li: "Having you as a little princess is enough for our family. Can you let me go?"

Zhuchuan thought about it and said reluctantly: "Okay."

…

In the end, the matter was left unresolved. Under the threat of Chu Li holding a kitchen knife, Chu Chuan finally swallowed the proposal, although he still asked unwillingly during dinner: "In your opinion, what does a girlish proposal look like?"

"Hundreds of birds are paying homage to the phoenix, hundreds of flowers are blooming, fairies are waving fluorescent sticks, and mermaids are singing - ask me, if you tell me what you did, how can you still call it a girly heart?"

“…”

Zhuchuan lowered his head depressedly and ate his meal.

After dinner, Zhuchuan washed the dishes, and Chuli sat on the sofa, peeling oranges with Ergouzi, sharing them happily, when Yuanyue Society called, and the call was urgent, telling Chuli:

According to gossip, Mr. Herman will launch a new film and television project next year. He will then choose a date to come to China and select a writer who is most willing to cooperate with him.

When Chu Li heard this, he swallowed the orange with a "gulp" and almost choked himself to death. His face turned red and his neck became thick. Tears were pouring out. He didn't even have time to put on his slippers and ran to the kitchen to pat Zhu Chuan on the back...

The man turned around and saw her standing barefoot on the kitchen floor in this weather. He lifted her up with his elbows and put her on his feet, shaking off the foam on his hands: "What are you doing?"

"There's news from Yuanyue Publishing House that Mr. Herman will start a film and television project next year and will come to China to select the most sincere writers for cooperation—"

"That's it?" Zhu Chuan washed his hands, reached out to wipe the orange pulp from Chu Li's lips, lowered his head to take a look, and licked it off with the tip of his tongue. "It's still early until next year. It's not even November yet..."

"If we really wait until next year, the daylilies will be cold," Chu Li grabbed Zhao Chuan's wrist, "Gu Baizhi will not tolerate himself doing nothing and waiting until next year. I just asked for leave from Yuanyue Society. We will leave in two days to Turkey to visit Mr. Herman in person. Isn't he looking for sincere partners? Pack yourself up, tie a bow and present yourself to him. This is the first step to show your sincerity!"

Zhuchuan: “…”

Zhuo Chuan: "Is it a bit hasty to leave? I haven't saved any drafts yet."

Chu Li: "Start saving tonight. It doesn't matter where you go. With a computer, you can type anywhere."

Zhuo Chuan led the guy who was standing on his feet, and the two of them moved out step by step like conjoined twins: "How long does it take to fly from H City to Istanbul? Can you handle it? What if you get pregnant? That would be torture..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Li grabbed her ear and said, "You are still thinking about this! I don't know whether you are pregnant or not! Do you know that there is something in your belly or I know?"

Zhuo Chuan: "Who is the one who has never been to school? It's only been a few months. Can the stuff in your stomach be as big as soybeans..."

Chu Li had already jumped down from his feet and sat on the sofa to check the flight ticket.

Zhuo Chuan stood beside her, stretched his head to take a look, and commented: "It's just a rumor."

"When the wind blows over Jiang Yucheng and the rain starts to fall," Chu Li said without raising his head, "you won't have time to cry. Teacher Xizi, the second round of the Battle of the Century has begun."