I did it! What can you do!

So arrogant!

Editor Qingfeng and the author who watched the show were both shocked.

"You...you did it? Why do you want to seal my book!" Zhen Shishui didn't believe it, or he couldn't believe it.

She offended my king...

I offended someone with a powerful backing.

Through the screen, you can feel the fear and terror that Zhen Shisui is feeling now, but Quan Jin doesn't care about it and is still holding him back.

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

Fingertips tapping on the keyboard.

The computer light shone on Quan Jin's face, the corners of her mouth curled up a little, and then she pressed the send button.

My king: 'I can't stand you, that's all!'

I just want to remove your book from the shelves, what?

I just want to block you, what?

Seeing that Quan Jin was so confident, all the authors started to send messages to flatter him.

'My king is so domineering!'

'Your book has done well. I've read it and it's really good.'

'I wish my king's new book a great success...'

Quan Jin: "..."

A group of two-sided snobbery!

Quan Jin stopped caring about the information in the group and directly chatted with editor Qingfeng privately.

My King: 'You don't have to worry about Zhen Shisui's removal from the public eye. I will take care of it. You don't have to worry about being implicated.'

Editor Qingfeng still hasn’t recovered from her illness.

When she received Quan Jin's private message, she was still confused, very confused.

Qingfeng: 'You, aren't you afraid of being bullied by the entire author circle?'

'besides......'

'How did you get her book off the shelves? Why do you still write a book if you have the ability?'

After all, writing a book requires a lot of effort.

Not only do I have to sit in front of the computer for more than ten hours a day.

I also have to endure a lot of abuse from anti-fans, and my mood can easily break down. I will often doubt myself. Over time, it is common for me to get seriously ill.

My king: 'I like it!'

Quan Jin replied with three words, three words that made editor Qingfeng unable to ask any more questions.

No words can be said to defeat her willingness and love!

"Crack!"

After Quan Jin finished handling the matter, he turned off the laptop.

Today is the fifteenth day of hiring the porcelain man.

After today, he can be fired, and tomorrow is the final of the international racing competition, which will be held at ten o'clock in the morning.

"Face, face."

Quan Jin rubbed his face: "It seems a little slippery."

I looked at my figure again...

More than half a month has passed, and she seems to have lost a lot of weight and grown taller. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but she doesn’t dare to look in the mirror.

Have ‘a little’ hope.

Quan Jin moved out the full-length mirror.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun's rays are slightly tilted, just enough to shine on Quan Jin's body.

The girl was standing in the center of the room, her dark eyes looking towards the mirror...

Little by little...

Move over very slowly...
Chapter completed!