Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine Chapter 1128: Going Bankrupt Again! (3)

Chapter 1128: Going Bankrupt Again! (3)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

[ “Look, Great G.o.d, after you officially sign a contract with us, with the official promotion, all the data will advance by leaps and bounds!” ]

Su Ji read it and did not reply.

Zong Muticha also knew that he wasn’t very popular. Usually, other than official business, he would try his best to reduce his presence.

Among the many accounts that gave tips, there was a rich account.

How rich was it?

Regardless of the time period, the moment the netizens logged into the official website, they could see the fireworks effect given by the rich fan. The screen was full of them.

Su Ji was somewhat familiar with this kind of rich and overbearing way of throwing money.

But she didn’t want to admit it.

Because if he really was the fan…that proved that he had also read her novel!

How was she going to brush aside this in the future?

Every time a rich fan gave a tip, he would leave a message, “urging for updates.”

He also had a rather strange online username, “Not for Immortal Ascension, but for her.”

Su Ji did not pay much attention to it before, but later on, a reward message from a rich fan happened to appear under the author’s words.

Their online names were related, and Su Ji read them silently in her heart.

“Borrowing another 500 years from heaven, not to become an immortal, but for her…”

On the second day after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the butler prepared lunch as usual.

Today, Old Master and Third Master’s family were dining at home. Lunch was also made according to the taste of the promising people.

Pei Qingshen sat at the head of the table and glanced at Pei Huai, who was sitting opposite the long table and holding a design book in his hand.

A few seconds later, she looked away and asked the butler, “where’s Su Ji? Why didn’t she come out to eat?”

The butler replied respectfully, “Third Young Mistress is still in her room. I’ll go get her now.”

“Wait a minute,” the voice came from across the table.

Pei Qingshen and the butler looked at Pei Huai at the same time.

Their expressions were strange.

In the past, Pei Huai was the one who liked to see Su Ji eat as soon as possible, but today, it was abnormal.

Opposite them, Pei Huai calmly picked up his cup of tea and took a sip.

Just before he left the room, he saw his wife typing on her laptop on the bed.

The novel had not been updated for two days.

She would be more irritable when she had no inspiration. It was rare for her to have inspiration today. Don’t disturb her.

Pei Qingshen and the butler looked at each other and did not raise any objections.

Later, when all the dishes were served, Pei Huai picked out what his wife liked to eat and asked the butler to send it to her room.

When they returned, Pei Huai asked, “when you went in, was she still using the computer?”

The butler recalled for a moment. “Yes!”

Pei Huai checked the time on his watch. It seemed that there was hope for an update today.

He felt like a claustrophobic patient who was in a confined s.p.a.ce. Suddenly, a bright door opened, and he felt extremely comfortable.

Pei Huai was extremely patient in everything he did.

He waited for the right opportunity to strike.

However, he could only wait for updates.

He thought that he should have been hurt in his previous life.

That kind of story without an ending, the plot that came to an abrupt end, the parting without warning.

It was really suffocating.

Shen Mu had recommended this novel to him before, but he did not read it when he heard that it was still in the midst of being serialized. Later on, he found out that it was actually written by his wife, so he decisively fell for it.

Then, just like other book fans, he easily fell into the net woven by her gorgeous words.

“What is she so busy with recently?” Pei Qingsheng asked expectantly, “is she writing pipa scores?”

Pei Huai replied, “no.”

“Hmph.” Pei Qingshen leaned back in his chair resentfully.

The butler smiled and said, “Third Young Madam is so focused. When I went in to deliver the food, she only asked me to put it down. She didn’t even look at it. Oh right, she’s wearing Third Master’s gla.s.ses.”

Pei Huai looked up at him when he heard that, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with interest.

His gla.s.ses had no prescription and were anti-blue light. It was very suitable for when he was using the computer for a long time.

In a secret corner of his heart, a certain bad taste was ignited.

She must look very beautiful in his gla.s.ses.

After lunch, Pei Huai resisted the urge to return to his room and went to the study first.

On the s.p.a.cious and flat desk, a few pieces of reticulated cardboard were spread out. His professional sketching pen spun around. After pondering for a moment, he had a clear line in his mind and began to draw.

Two hours later, when Shen Mu came in to deliver the doc.u.ments, he saw that the papers on the CEO’s desk had color on them.

The CEO didn’t look at him either. He was still studying the calligraphy that he had just written.

Shen Mu noticed that the cardboard was not only scattered on the table, but also on the floor. He had never seen his CEO’s desk so messy before.

He went forward to pick them up one by one and tidied them up. “Boss, shall I put them on the table for you?”

Pei Huai calmly replied, “throw it away.”