Chapter 107 Best Man

Xiao Yan did not expect that his father would ask him such a hard-core question as soon as he got down early this morning.

"Almost, although I don't know how long the novel I wrote will be popular, but this time it is indeed popular."

"..."

After Xiao Zhan heard this, he immediately fell silent, his old eyes stared at Xiao Yan for a long time.

"Okay, let's eat first."

Xiao Yan's mother Shen Luoying said.

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At the dinner table, Jiajia also clearly felt the difference in the atmosphere. She lowered her head and ate her meal without speaking. On the surface, she looked quiet and well-behaved, but under the table, a pair of small feet that were not very restful could not be stopped. provoking the little white dog.

The little white dog Yanyan is of course very happy, playing with the little master.

"Cough, it's not that the father doesn't believe you, but this incident is really sudden." Xiao Zhan continued: "Nalan Yanran's live broadcast is popular, and your novel is popular. Is this a dream come true? ?"

Xiao Yan prepared his emotions and said with a smile: "Dad, you may not believe it when you say it, maybe this is just the beginning."

As long as Xiao Yan is not kicked out of the Marvel chat group, his future life is full of endless imagination.

"..."

This time, Shen Luoying was also silent, how this son spoke became more and more mysterious.

"Xiao Yan, are you doing something illegal?"

There are many ways to make money online, and of course there are also unfair ways.

Being so suspicious of his parents, Xiao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How is it possible, I still have Jiajia. When my life was at its darkest, I didn't even think about committing a crime."

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At the dinner table, although Xiao Yan said a lot, it was still difficult for Xiao Zhan and Shen Luoying to believe that they had gone from a poker player who could only earn 600 yuan a month to a writer earning more than 10,000 yuan a month.

After all, Xiao Yan earns money differently from Nalan Yanran. Everyone can see how much she earns from her live broadcast. Except for the hidden income of some female anchors who accompany rich people to travel and sleep.

As for Xiao Yan's way of earning money, except for those who like to read novels and fellow Internet authors, it is difficult for ordinary people to see the specific income.

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Even if Xiao Yan showed his parents the details of his author's backstage reward, they might not be able to understand it.

After dinner, Jiajia clamored to go to the city to play. In her hometown in the countryside, there were no children to play with her. Her father was rarely so happy, and her mother's difficulties were solved smoothly. Of course, she had to go out for a while.

Xiao Yan didn't really want to go out, but at this moment his cell phone rang.

It turned out to be the call from Zhu Junlong.

"Old man, do you want to come out and play?"

"No!" Xiao Yan refused outright, he didn't plan to play with such people in the future, the debt has been paid off, and they no longer owe each other.

"Hey, don't get me wrong, of course I'm not looking for you to eat, drink, and have fun. You know, I'm getting married on the 12th of next month, and now my wife and I are adjusting wedding dresses at the bridal shop. There are a lot of things to do, and there are banquets, A wedding car or something."

Zhu Junlong said: "We have such a good relationship, and your ex-wife paid me 110,000, which just happened to come in handy. You have to come over and be my best man."

best man?

If it was before, before Xiao Yan's business went bankrupt, he might agree to have a relationship.

However, only when people are in despair can they know whether the people around them are people or ghosts.

"No, best man, you should find someone else. I will definitely go on your wedding day."

"That's not good, I can't find you so handsome by my side..."

Xiao Yan said: "I'm not suitable, it will bring bad luck to your marriage."

"What bad luck? You still remember this stubble! Isn't this when I was in a hurry to use money to talk to you... How can you be so stingy, a big man."