Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Dong Jiafu took Meng Dong around the bookstore.

Meng Dong clicked his tongue and said: "Oh my God, I have never seen so many books in my life."

"See if there is anything you like, and you can take a few copies back." Dong Jiafu said with a smile.

"No, no, no, please forgive me. It's not like you don't know that I'm most afraid of reading." Meng Dong changed the topic after saying that, "However, I really want to read the book you wrote. Where is it? "

"Do you really want to see it?" Dong Jiafu asked.

"Well," Meng Dong nodded heavily, "Isn't it possible?"

"Of course, I'm just afraid you won't like it."

According to the second brother, most of the people who buy her scripts are men. She had anticipated this when she wrote it. The content was not the sentimental love story that most girls like to read.

But thinking that Meng Dong was not the kind of girl who followed the rules at heart, Dong Jiafu changed her mind and said: "But with your temperament, maybe you can like her."

"I must like it, because it was written by you." Meng Dong loved Wujiwu.

Dong Jiafu took her to the place where the story books were placed, picked up two books and gave them to her, "That's it."

Meng Dong took it with both hands, lowered his head and glanced at the book cover and said happily: "I like this book just by looking at the title. Are there many martial arts heroes in it? The kind who can fly over walls and rob the rich and give to the poor."

"Yes, any kind of hero you want is available here."

"Really? That's great!" Meng Dong couldn't wait to open it and read it.

Dong Jiafu said with a smile: "You are in a hurry. Take the book back and read it slowly. We have to go somewhere."

"Did you give me these two copies?"

"Yes, you can give me your opinions after watching it. I can also understand what you like to see more and what you are resistant to."

When Meng Dong heard that he still had such an important task, he immediately promised: "Don't worry, I will read it word for word."

At this time Dong Jialin came towards them, "Have you chosen the book?"

Dong Jiafu turned around and replied: "Okay."

When Dong Jialin came closer, he saw the two books Meng Dong was holding and smiled: "It turns out that I chose Afu to write it. It's not bad, she has a good taste. This storybook is the most popular one in our book store. Many people are eagerly waiting for it." Waiting, waiting to read the next one.”

"Is there a third book?" Meng Dong was surprised, "I think being able to write two books is already great enough, but I haven't finished it yet?"

"The last one is left." Dong Jiafu nodded.

"When will the last book be released?" Meng Dong asked eagerly.

Dong Jialin laughed, "You haven't even started reading yet, and you're already thinking about the rest."

"I'm not afraid to wait until I finish reading these two books. If I don't read them later, I will definitely be anxious."

"Afu, don't bother me when the time comes. I'll come to you to remind you." Meng Dong joked.

"You said so, even if it's for you, I have to finish writing it as soon as possible."

According to Dong Jiafu's original plan, she would write the last book before the teahouse opened. But because of the master's affairs, there was a lot of delay in the process, and it was too late to open the teahouse in time.

Thinking of this, Dong Jiafu looked at Dong Jialin, "Second brother, are you done with your work? Can we go to the teahouse?"

"I came here to tell you that after you finish choosing your books, we can leave."

"Then let's go."

In order to take care of the business of both parties in the future, Dong Jialin deliberately chose the location of the teahouse not far from the bookstore. In less than a cup of tea, they arrived at the teahouse which was undergoing intensive renovation.

"It's a bit messy inside, be careful." Dong Jialin warned before entering.

Dong Jiafu brought Meng Dong and Xia Zhi in and saw seven or eight people working.

Dong Jialin introduced excitedly, "Look, Afu, the high platform in the middle is where Mr. Storyteller will tell stories. Not only can he tell stories, but I will also invite several musicians to play music here. What do you think of this idea?"

"That's good. This can meet the needs of different guests." Dong Jiafu said, looking at the carefully built stage in front.

"You can drink tea here and listen to books and music? This is so enjoyable." Meng Dong couldn't help but sigh.

Dong Jialin glanced at Dong Jiafu and said, "It's all Afu's idea. When the time comes, I'll tell you that the storybook she wrote will also boost the bookstore's business."

Meng Dong immediately showed admiration, "Afu, you are too smart, how do you say that word... Yes, kill two birds with one stone!"

Dong Jiafu smiled and shook his head, "I just had an idea, and it was my second brother who realized it."

"The second young master is also very capable." Meng Dong praised impartially.

Dong Jialin was very impressed by what he heard and said more actively: "There is also a private room upstairs. I will take you to see it."

After looking at several private rooms, Dong Jiafu thought they were good.

"Second brother chose a good place, and the overall style of the teahouse is also suitable."

"Hearing what you say, I feel more confident. In three or four days, the renovation will be completed, and some tables, chairs, and tea sets will be purchased and we will be ready to open." Dong Jialin stood on top and looked downstairs, and began to imagine the guests in the teahouse. A full house scene.

After returning from the teahouse that day, Dong Jiafu calmed down and continued writing her storybook.

Xia Zhi came in from outside, "Girl, Mr. Lu's entourage has sent you a message."

Dong Jiafu put down her pen, raised her head and asked, "What post are you writing about?"

"The man didn't say anything."

Is there anything Lu Siheng needs to post to her alone? Dong Jiafu took it doubtfully, opened it and read it.

It turned out that the person who sent the invitation was not Lu Siheng, but Aunt Ruyi who lived in his house.

Aunt Ruyi said that her injuries were healed and she wanted to invite her to have a meal to thank her for treating her injuries.

Seeing Dong Jiafu close the post, Xia Zhi asked curiously: "Girl, what is written on the post?"

"It's an aunt from Mr. Lu's side. Please ask me to come over tomorrow."

"Girl, are you going? Do you need me to prepare something?"

"I'll go alone tomorrow. You don't have to follow me. Just prepare some nourishing gifts for me."

Lu Siheng's house was of great significance to him, and he didn't like too many people entering it.

Xia Zhi didn't say much, "I'll go right away."

The next day, Dong Jiafu came to the door with gifts. She knocked on the door a few times and someone came out soon after.

"Miss Dong is here," Lin Zhong opened the door and said enthusiastically, "Please come in quickly."

Dong Jiafu nodded slightly and walked in. The first person she saw was Lu Siheng.

"I heard that you went to Yangzhou." Lu Siheng came over and looked at her as if she owed him hundreds of coins.

Dong Jiafu looked confused. She seemed not to have offended him.

"The insider's information is so well-informed. Master Lu already knows exactly what I have done, otherwise Aunt Ruyi would not know that I have returned to Beijing."

"Why didn't you tell me that you were going to Yangzhou?" Lu Siheng took a step forward, "Why are you going with Cui Qiyan?"

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