I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

"I'll call and ask tomorrow to see how much she still owes. There's no need for a loan then. If she still needs more, I'll just pay for it for her, and she can pay me back slowly later."

"That's true, the loan requires a lot more money."

Miaomiao didn't think Ye Feng did anything wrong; in fact, she thought it made a lot of sense. After all, she had been involved in buying the house, and although they hadn't taken out a loan, she had done her research. She felt that giving so much more money was a bit unreasonable.

Actually, direct loans are quite convenient, after all, what you can buy with 100 yuan decades ago is very different from what you can buy decades later.

But who knows what will happen in the future? What if you lose your job and run out of money? This loan can really be overwhelming.

After that, their lives were so peaceful that they were almost boring, but they enjoyed it immensely.

Ye Feng gets up every morning to go for a run and exercise, and then he writes and plays games.

As for Miaomiao, she participates every now and then, practices yoga, and learns to cook and bake by following online tutorials.

It sounded incredibly boring, but both of them felt that this kind of life was good. They didn't have to think about so many things, and they had time to spend with each other, and that was enough.

Ye Feng, now that he has time, is definitely updating quickly. He has not only returned to his previous update speed, but is also already preparing for his next book.

"Wow, this handsome guy finally has some time?"

"I've graduated, so I'm probably writing full-time now. Isn't that better than working a regular job?"

"What class can compare to him? Just look at the data from his previous books."

"Yes, yes, even most listed companies don't earn as much as him!"

"You guys really don't read the news! This guy's worth over 10 billion now, and he's still writing books because he loves it. We should be grateful!"

"What the hell? A net worth of over 10 billion?"

After the company went public, it trended on social media, but to be honest, many people still didn't know about it. After all, while Weibo has a huge user base, a significant portion of people don't use it.

Just like Ye Feng, he really doesn't like playing with that kind of stuff.

In addition, due to Ye Feng's deliberate control, his photos did not circulate, and few of his readers knew about them except for those who followed him.

"That handsome guy is really amazing! He became financially independent right after graduating from university. Of course, I was prepared for this novel to have a terrible ending, but not only did it not have a bad ending, he even increased the number of updates!"

"Rumor has it that the handsome guy resigned, and the company only kept his shares!"

"Wow, this is quite a little secret!"

"Hahaha..."

Ye Feng doesn't participate in these comments; he just reads them at most and never replies to them. He's indifferent to them.

Ye Feng has already chosen a new book, "The Night Watchman of Da Feng," which he finds quite interesting.

Although it wasn't as mind-bending or creative as the previous two mysterious series, the line "Nothing to do today, let's listen to music in the brothel" became a viral sensation online.

Relatively speaking, this novel is quite lighthearted, and it seems to have been adapted. Although he doesn't know how the data will turn out after the adaptation, the fact that it was adapted at all is already quite impressive.

The reason for this decision was actually largely due to a request from Huace Media. The second season of the previous book, Joy of Life, had already started airing, and this time it was filmed back-to-back. After all, the main actors had become famous, and scheduling was really difficult.

The immense popularity of "Joy of Life" not only made Huace a fortune, but also significantly boosted the company's reputation, which will be of great benefit to its future development.

As the screenwriter of this TV series and also the author of the original work, he signed a revenue-sharing contract and is making a fortune.

Then Huace Media set their sights on him and asked him to produce another book.

However, becoming a hit really depends on luck; no one can predict whether the next adaptation will be just as popular.

However, having already made so much money, Ye Feng decided to copy another book and see if he could replicate the popularity of the previous one.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, and the study door was gently pushed open.

Miaomiao carefully placed a white porcelain plate on the side of the desk. On the plate lay several freshly baked cranberry cookies, still steaming.

"Take a break, try some of the cookies I just made, and this is some lemonade I made; it's been chilling in the fridge for a while now. Have a taste!"

She proudly presented her work, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. Clearly, she was very satisfied with her creation and was just waiting for Ye Feng to praise her.

This girl really loves cooking now, making him different dishes every day.

Sometimes it's really good, but other times, it crashes and burns completely.

Ye Feng wouldn't force himself to praise her, because if he did, she would become more confident and he would suffer later. So, even if it upset Miao Miao, he would still give a neutral comment!

Looking at Miaomiao in front of me, she was wearing loose pajamas, with some flour on the ends of her hair and a red nose, clearly having spent a lot of time in the kitchen.

He picked up a cookie and put it in his mouth. It was soft, sweet, and the tartness of the cranberries balanced the sweetness. It tasted really good.

"Wow, Miaomiao, you're a pastry master now!"

As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the flour off the tip of her nose.

Miaomiao proudly raised her chin, looking very pleased with herself.

"Of course! I practiced three times following the tutorial. I'll make you tiramisu next time!"

After speaking, she leaned closer to the computer screen, curiously looking at the text on it.

"A new book? 'Listening to music in a brothel'... What kind of book is this?!"

Ye Feng pulled her into his arms and sat her down, patiently explaining the situation.

"It's a really interesting concept that the protagonist randomly switches between different tunes when he's free."

I was chatting with Miaomiao about the setting of our new book when the phone rang. It was Mr. Wang from Huace Media.

"President Ye, the viewership rating has broken 2! Online viewership has surpassed one billion!"

Mr. Wang's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement.

"We've already started working on the project proposal for the 'Great Feng Night Watchmen' you mentioned before. Once you finalize the draft, we'll begin preparations immediately, and we guarantee a top-tier cast!"

Ye Feng glanced at Miaomiao in his arms and responded with a smile.

"The outline is already written, I'm just adding details. You can take your time with the preparations, there's no rush."

He didn't say much, after all, whether this book could replicate his grandmother's success was still unknown. What he cared more about now was the upcoming meeting between the two families' parents.

After hanging up the phone, Miaomiao asked curiously, "Was that Mr. Wang from Huace Media? Is Joy of Life very popular?"

"Hmm, the response is good, but even if it's popular, it can't compare to the taste of our Miaomiao's cookies!"

Miaomiao giggled as he amused her, snuggling against him like a contented kitten.