Chapter 106

City B.

Mian Xiu Garden, Block 28A.

Sang Yuanyuan took a deep breath. Her gaze fell on the security door in front of her, and she pressed the doorbell.

She didn't have much time. The broken Tian Yan Mirror could only last for about six hours, which was a quarter of a day.

During this time, she had to find Kang Yanji herself, persuade her, and bring her back to that world.

She spent an hour to find out that the author of "Pampered Wife: King Han's Ninety-nine Runaway Wives", real name Jiang Yan, lived here.

Although they had already talked on the phone beforehand, Sang Yuanyuan was still a little nervous.

She moved her soft arms, trying to make herself look more energetic.

The heavy security door was quickly pulled open from the inside.

A woman with her hair tied up and slippers lazily appeared behind the door. The moment she saw Sang Yuanyuan's appearance, a toothbrush fell out of her mouth.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Speechless.

"Damn, it's really the movie queen Sang Yuanyuan!

Hubby! "The woman turned around and shouted into the house," Come see the superstar!

Emma, the superstar looks good even without makeup! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Speechless x2.

Wait, hubby?

She had a hubby?

Forget it, the sky was going to rain, and the mother was going to get married.

A refined man wearing glasses appeared behind Jiang Yan.

He smiled gently and said, "Please come in and talk. Don't be calculative with Xiao Yan, her temper is like this."

Sang Yuanyuan was stunned.

Jiang Yan grabbed the man's hand. "This is Sang Yuanyuan!

A superstar!

Hubby, aren't you excited at all! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

It wasn't easy to enter the in-laws' house.

"Ah!" Jiang Yan suddenly jumped up. "Wait, Sang Yuanyuan, you're not here to cause trouble for me, right?

I have to say in advance, when I wrote 'King Han Pampered Wife', you weren't famous yet. I didn't ride on your popularity!

I don't intend to scam you or anything! "

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand." Sang Yuanyuan sighed. "Let's talk inside."

The first sentence of Jiang Yan's book was' Sang Yuanyuan is dead. 'It was no wonder she was nervous.

The bespectacled man pulled his wife aside, invited Sang Yuanyuan into the house, and made her a cup of tea.

His movements were refined, and he exuded a strong scholarly aura.

He introduced himself, "My surname is Ming and I work at A University.

Jiang Yan isn't good at socializing, so I'm in charge of the cooperation. "

"Hello, Mr. Ming." As soon as he spoke, Sang Yuanyuan was stunned and unconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air.

Mr. Ming?!

Mr Ming!!

She looked at the handsome man in horror.

Could it be that Mr. Ming whom she thought he was?

Jiang Yan reached out a hand and waved it twice in front of Sang Yuanyuan's face. "Superstar, this is a married man!"

"Ah, sorry, sorry!" Sang Yuanyuan quickly looked away. She was so shocked that she didn't know what to say.

Mr. Ming sighed dotingly. "Xiao Yan, Miss Sang is just a junior."

"Pfft!" Jiang Yan said, "No matter how old a man is, he still likes a woman in her twenties!"

Sang Yuanyuan came back to her senses and explained, "Actually, I have a boyfriend. I love him very much."

Jiang Yan let out another strange cry. "Oh my god, what kind of shocking gossip is this!"

Sang Yuanyuan was speechless.

You Wuming's words suddenly appeared in her mind. 'Mr. Ming's personality is too dull. It's more interesting when he's with Kang Yanji.'

"Xiao Yan!"

Mr. Ming was both helpless and doting. "Miss Sang, you must have something important to discuss with me today.

Miss Sang, Jiang Yan's works have been entrusted to me. If you have anything to say, please speak. "

Facing such a modest gentleman, Sang Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed. "I'm very sorry, Mr. Ming. I would like to discuss some personal matters with your wife in private."

Mr. Ming showed a rare look of confusion.

How come he didn't know about his wife's personal matters at all?

Sang Yuanyuan: "… It's my personal matters. After reading your wife's novels, I feel that she must be a meticulous life coach in terms of relationships …"

The polite and refined Mr. Ming almost laughed. "Little runaway wife, running away with the ball, extremely expensive pet?"

Jiang Yan grabbed his sleeves that didn't have a single wrinkle. "Talk, talk, talk!

I can talk about anything!

I'm the best at relationships! "

She looked like she was about to sell gossip.

Mr. Ming looked helpless.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally entered the study.

"To tell you the truth, I transmigrated into a book." Sang Yuanyuan went straight to the point.

Jiang Yan fell on the carpet with a thud.

After a while, she suddenly turned half of her face. "Don't tell me you're King Han's ninety-nine-times-runaway wife!"

Sang Yuanyuan sighed. "Yes."

"F * ck!" Jiang Yan crawled up on all fours. "I knew that stuff was unbelievable!

Let me tell you, Sang Yuanyuan. I dreamed of that book. Tsk, tsk. You don't know how much I hate that Meng Wuyou! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "Ah … great minds think alike."

Jiang Yan smiled mysteriously. "What makes me the happiest is when I write about how I abuse her. Do you dare to believe that I can reach a speed of five thousand per hour?!"

"No wonder I resonate with you." Sang Yuanyuan held the hand of her comrade that Jiang Yan offered to her.

"Oh my, that's not right. Didn't you die at the beginning?" Jiang Yan said.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… I used my outstanding acting skills to reverse the situation. I even married You Wuming."

Jiang Yan looked at her strangely. "Then didn't you become a widow early on?"

Sang Yuanyuan said, "No, I changed the plot. You Wuming and I became the final winners.

Han Shaoling and Meng Wuyou are dead. "

Jiang Yan nodded seriously. "Sang Yuanyuan, I think we need to talk. You changed my plot and infringed on my copyright. I've decided to ask you for compensation."

Sang Yuanyuan: "… You wrote a book that caused me to transmigrate. I haven't asked you for compensation for my mental trauma!"

"You don't lack money.

How can a big star like you lack money? You have the nerve to ask me for money. "Jiang Yan muttered.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She seemed to already know whose genes You Wuming inherited.

Sang Yuanyuan sighed deeply and said, "We don't have the same information now. It's not easy to talk. How about this, I'll tell you what I know first. You can see if you have anything to add."

Sang Yuanyuan started from the beginning of her transmigration. She talked about how she and You Wuming destroyed the headquarters of the Temple of Heaven and discovered the secret of the Underworld. She also talked about how the Temple of Heaven changed the 'future' twice after she used the Great Heaven Divination Technique to check her fortune. She also talked about the two women who were forced to transmigrate — Kang Yanji and Sang Yuanyuan.

Sang Yuanyuan talked for an entire afternoon until her mouth was dry. Finally, she finished the long story.

Jiang Yan was worthy of being a web novelist. She immediately grasped the main point. "No, why doesn't your story have a second male lead?

Ah?

How can the female lead not have a second male lead who is infatuated with her?

Also, your male lead and female lead's relationship doesn't have any twists and turns. How can you keep the readers in suspense?

Also, don't you hit the face?

Aiyo, who still plays with feelings in this day and age? If you want to hit the face, you want to feel good. Don't worry about logic. Otherwise, you won't be able to earn a living. Let me tell you! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She felt so tired.

"I can earn a living with my face. I don't need to write novels." Sang Yuanyuan hit back.

Jiang Yan: "… Really, I don't even feel guilty about writing you to death. Really."

"…"

Sang Yuanyuan calmed herself down. "So I'm telling you now. In the story just now, the Kang Yanji who was swapped away by the first Reverse Heaven and Earth technique is you. Also, I can bring you back to the world in the book. You don't believe me, do you?"

"Hahaha, you're saying that I gave birth to You Wuming?

Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! "

"Yes." Sang Yuanyuan nodded tiredly. "In a sense, you're my mother-in-law now."

Jiang Yan's mouth twitched violently.

After a while, her black eyes slowly turned a few times. She leaned forward and said mysteriously, "Well, you said that you're going back to the book soon, right? Then you won't be able to take the money with you when you leave, right? Since you said that I'm your mother-in-law, why don't …"

Sang Yuanyuan: "… Didn't you say you didn't believe me?"

"I do —" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and dragged her voice. "Why wouldn't I believe you?

Aiya, my daughter-in-law, you just transmigrated back. Are you hungry? Do you want to try the food from your hometown?

I'll ask your father-in-law to make it for you!

Homemade food, I guarantee it'll suit your taste! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "… So you won't leave with me, right?"

Jiang Yan tried very hard not to look like she was looking at an idiot. "Ah, your father-in-law and mother-in-law are old and weak. It's not good for them to transmigrate. They'll stay here and look after the house for you. You and your son can come back often to play."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Very good, she called her son so smoothly.

She suddenly felt that You Wuming might not want to acknowledge her as his mother.

"Then," Sang Yuanyuan considered her words carefully. "Kang Yanji's body, you don't want it anymore, right?

Then we'll kill it? "

"Kill, kill, kill," Jiang Yan said. "As long as the money is in place, it's up to you. You can do whatever you want. Ah, do whatever you want. I have no objections, no objections at all!"

Sang Yuanyuan nodded lightly.

"You and Mr. Ming must be very happy, right?"

"Wait!"

Jiang Yan stared at her vigilantly. "Don't tell me you just saw my husband's handsome face and felt that it was impossible to steal my man, so you made up a story about my son on the spot?!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"

Who could teach her how to get along with this weird mother-in-law!

"Forget it, forget it." Sang Yuanyuan waved her hand. "Since you've forgotten those things and are doing well now, there's no need to go back."

"It's not very good." Jiang Yan smiled wretchedly. "I don't have enough money to spend."

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She was really embarrassed. When she sneaked out of the hospital, she had already donated the money to the disaster area.

Outside the window, thousands of lights gradually lit up.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but walk to the floor-to-ceiling window to take a look.

"It's about time."

She turned around and looked at Jiang Yan. "Let me ask you something. If you and Mr. Ming have a son in the future, what do you plan to name him?"

Her son, You Wuming, was killed by the vicious transmigrator in his mother's skin before he could have his own name.

Sang Yuanyuan occasionally wondered what name Mr. Ming and the real Kang Yanji would give him if he grew up safely.

Looking at Jiang Yan in front of her, Sang Yuanyuan completely dispelled the idea of bringing her to another world.

That would be too cruel.

I'll bring You Wuming back with a name as a memento.

Jiang Yan blinked. "We did talk about this before."

Sang Yuanyuan looked at her expectantly.

"Actually, I thought of a name for both men and women." Jiang Yan smiled. "Celebrity.

Both male and female celebrities are okay!

Why are they called celebrities?

Of course, it's because they can make money!

Look at how rich you are, unlike your parents-in-law who live a stingy life. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

She'd better let this stupid name rot in her stomach.

She took a breath. "I'm very happy chatting with you today. Be prepared. Don't be afraid. I'm going to disappear in front of you."

Before she finished speaking, she had already disappeared with a "whoosh".

"Ahhhhh, what the hell —"

In the process of transmigration, Sang Yuanyuan vaguely heard her mother-in-law's voice.

…

After Sang Yuanyuan's figure completely disappeared, the fear on Jiang Yan's face quickly melted like ice under the scorching sun.

"My 'amnesia' might be the best outcome for everyone."

Jiang Yan hooked her little finger and wiped away the tears that seeped out of the corners of her eyes. "I'm obviously a woman who can make a living with my acting skills … Son, I'm sorry. It wasn't easy for me to find your father, so I won't see you. You definitely understand how I feel."

After a while, she opened the door crazily and plunged into Mr. Ming's arms.

"Hubby!

She's a ghost, hubby!

She disappeared in a flash. She scared me to death, hubby!!! "

The author has something to say: I cried and laughed at the same time.

It's really strange.