Chapter Fifty-Nine: A Wonderful Misunderstanding

Jiang Yun crouched at his own doorstep; the hallway was utterly deserted.

He did not disturb Yu Qing.

Jiang Yun checked the time—it was already midnight.

Just as he was preparing to spend the night in the hallway, the door opposite opened.

“Click!”

“Jiang Yun?” Yu Qing looked at him, surprised. “Jiang Yun, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you going inside?”

“Sigh~” Jiang Yun let out a heavy breath and briefly explained what had happened with Li Lulu.

“I see. Why don’t you stay at my place tonight?” Yu Qing suggested.

“That... might not be proper,” Jiang Yun hesitated.

Yu Qing’s heart fluttered wildly, as if this were an opportunity granted by fate. The thought of what might happen made her cheeks flush, even her small ears turned red. Gathering her courage, she took Jiang Yun’s arm. “Why not? Listen to me, just stay here tonight!”

Jiang Yun was at a loss. He thought to himself, I’m a grown man, staying with two sisters—especially such remarkable ones. I’m afraid I won’t be able to handle it!

In the end, Jiang Yun couldn’t resist Yu Qing and followed her into the apartment.

He glanced at the sofa in the living room. “I’ll just make do here for the night.”

“No need for the sofa. The layout here is the same as yours—three bedrooms.”

“All right then.” Jiang Yun didn’t argue further.

Yu Qing led him to a guest room, handed him a quilt and slippers. “The bathroom’s at the end of the hallway.”

“Okay.”

Yu Qing left the room, and Jiang Yun lay down and quickly fell asleep.

“Hoo~ hoo~”

Damn it, he thought, as he was woken by the urge to pee just when he was sleeping so soundly!

Getting up, Jiang Yun walked through the corridor without turning on the lights.

He went to the bathroom and relieved himself.

“Whew—” He shivered, feeling a chill.

Leaving the bathroom, Jiang Yun pushed open a door and entered.

Half-asleep, he wandered to the bed and lay down.

He tugged at the blanket.

“Hoo~ hoo~”

Suddenly, a gentle snoring reached his ears.

A woman? How could there be a woman in my room? Jiang Yun was instantly wide awake.

Sleep deserted him; he sat up quietly, trying to slip off the bed.

The woman in the room turned over and wrapped her arms around Jiang Yun, her thigh draped over his.

He could feel her smooth, beautiful leg, and his mind wandered.

“Hoo~” Jiang Yun calmed himself and carefully extricated himself.

“Snap!”

He closed the door.

“Jiang Yun?” In the darkness, Yu Qing was struck as if by lightning, staring at him in shock.

“It’s over!”

“Jiang Yun, go to hell!”

“Yu Qing, let me explain—”

“Bang!” Yu Qing stormed away in a fury.

Jiang Yun returned to his own room, utterly miserable, unable to sleep.

Because he’d slept so little the previous night, Jiang Yun didn’t wake until noon the next day.

“Sigh~” He sighed, got up, washed quickly in the bathroom, then dressed and went to the living room.

From the living room, he could see the kitchen. Yu Qing was bustling about inside.

“You’re not at work?” he asked.

Yu Qing turned around. “You’re awake!”

Her heart was conflicted. After what had happened last night, she should have cut ties with Jiang Yun. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it—perhaps there had been a misunderstanding. She kept telling herself this. Still, she didn’t feel like going to work, so she took the day off.

“Yeah, I’m up.” Jiang Yun was a bit awkward, unsure how to face her.

“Ring ring!”

Jiang Yun answered the phone. “All right, I’ll be right down!”

He left Yu Qing’s place, went downstairs, and walked up to a Cadillac.

“Boss, the keys!”

Li Lulu poked her head out the window and tossed the keys to Jiang Yun.

He caught them.

“Have you sorted things out at home?” Jiang Yun asked.

“All settled!”

“Good. If you need anything, let me know.” Jiang Yun smiled.

“Okay, boss! I’m going to work now!”

“Good.”

After Jiang Yun went upstairs, Li Lulu drove off in the Cadillac.

Tomorrow was the recording of “Yearning for Life.” Jiang Yun wasn’t sure how to face Yu Qing, so he decided to head for Xiaoxiang today.

He sent Li Lulu a WeChat message: “I’m going to record ‘Yearning for Life.’ The company’s yours to manage now. Remember to arrange Yu Xue’s work.”

“Okay, boss!”

Jiang Yun finished typing thirty thousand words for “Perfect World,” split them into ten chapters, and uploaded them.

Then he booked a plane ticket.

He packed his things simply, went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and left.

Jiang Yun entered the airport.

“Ring ring!”

He answered the phone.

“Hello? Three Fish!” On the other end, Zhang Yi said, “Three Fish, I have some good news for you!”

“Editor Zhang, what’s the good news?” Jiang Yun asked.

“Three Fish, guess!” Zhang Yi teased.

“All right, let me guess.” Jiang Yun used his clear logic, quickly sorting through several possibilities.

Thinking of what might happen, excitement surged within him—finally, the day had come.

Jiang Yun smiled. “Editor Zhang, could it be that ‘Battle Horses on the Vast Sky’ is going to be made into a TV drama?”

Zhang Yi was speechless. He’d wanted to tease Jiang Yun, but Jiang Yun guessed it straight away. “No fun at all!”

“Hehe,” Jiang Yun chuckled.

“There’s something else—you’ll never guess!” Zhang Yi said firmly.

“Could it be that ‘Battle Horses on the Vast Sky’ sold multiple rights? Let me guess... Game adaptation? Audiobook? Comic?”

Zhang Yi was exasperated. “Three Fish, talking to you is really no fun!”

“Hehe.”

Jiang Yun laughed again. “All right, I won’t keep you. I’m about to board.”

“Okay, take care!”

Jiang Yun boarded the flight to Xiaoxiang.

After landing, he walked up to the person sent to pick him up.

He got into the Cadillac.

The driver took him away.

“Sigh~”

Once again, he arrived at the familiar crossroads. “Here I am again!”

The first time he came here, he was unknown, at best a third-rate internet celebrity. Now, at last, he’d reached the top tier.

Jiang Yun sighed. “Yearning for Life” had already recorded three episodes; this was the fourth.

He turned and walked toward the Mushroom House.

The film crew followed closely behind.

Jiang Yun entered the Mushroom House; seeing no one inside, he was puzzled.

Where is everyone?

“Director, where are Mr. He and Mr. Huang?”

The director shook his head, like an NPC who couldn’t speak.

Jiang Yun wandered alone around the house.

The director led the film crew away mysteriously, purpose unknown.

Under the camera, one could see Jiang Yun pacing in the house.

“Ring ring!”

The landline in the Mushroom House rang.

“Hello? Who is this?” Jiang Yun answered.

“You’re Jiang Yun, right?” A man’s voice came from the other end.

“Yes, I’m Jiang Yun. And you are...?”