Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

"Brother, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. From now on, don't interfere with the sale of paintings." The shop owner's tone was unpleasant.

"It's just selling you a few paintings, not some famous originals, why are you getting so angry?"

The shop owner took a deep breath and waved his hand helplessly: "Brother, you can go back now. I don't need your help here for the time being."

Meanwhile, after leaving the antique market, Su Fengnan took a taxi directly to "Wenbaozhai" near the Normal University. This shop specializes in calligraphy, painting, and stationery. She wanted to have two seals engraved, and the owner recommended two reasonably priced Shoushan stones to her.

"Boss, do you know any skilled seal engravers? Could you recommend one?"

"Is your sister in a hurry? I do know a master craftsman who is extremely skilled. If you're not in a rush, you can contact him, but he's a bit slow to produce results."

"I'm not in a hurry, that's fine."

"Wait a moment, I'll call him, you can just go and find him."

"Thank you, boss."

After making the call, the boss wrote a note and gave it to Su Fengnan. She went to the address the boss gave her. When she found the family home, the door was ajar, and a couple was having lunch.

She stood outside the door and knocked: "Excuse me, is this Teacher Wang's home?"

Hearing the knock, a man in his thirties put down his chopsticks and came out. He was of medium build, wore glasses, and had a small mustache, giving him a somewhat artistic air.

Su Fengnan thought to herself, "It must be him."

"Are you Teacher Wang? I was introduced by the owner of Wenbaozhai to have seals made."

"Oh, it's you. Come in and talk."

Su Fengnan followed him into a separate workroom. A quick glance revealed a cabinet displaying various stones and carved ornaments, with neatly arranged stamps in designated compartments—clearly a professional space.

"Sit down, what would you like engraved?" The man sat down as well.

Su Fengnan took out the purchased materials and a note she had written beforehand from her backpack: "One piece is engraved with the character 'Nan', and the other piece is engraved with 'Xinyuan'."

Teacher Wang took the stone and the note, looked at them, and nodded, saying, "Okay. Come back in half a month to pick it up. The price is 300, no bargaining. You need to pay a 100 deposit first."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Wang."

Actually, the price was a bit expensive for Su Fengnan; 300 yuan was her and Su Fengxia's living expenses for a month before her rebirth. But it was still within her acceptable range, so she didn't haggle, readily paid the deposit, and turned to leave.

After leaving the university, Su Fengnan randomly found a noodle shop and satisfied her rumbling stomach with a bowl of steaming hot Changwang noodles. Afterward, she headed to the city center and found a quiet internet cafe.

With just a cup of coffee and a computer, she sat quietly for the entire afternoon.

On the screen, the novel had just updated to its latest chapter. Through the tireless efforts of the male and female protagonists, the truth behind the Yin family army's tragic deaths was finally revealed, and their injustices were redressed. The two also tied the knot at this moment, officially beginning their "leveling up" journey to claim the supreme throne.

As the plot progressed past the halfway point, Su Fengnan felt somewhat dazed. A thin mist welled up in her eyes as she stared intently at the screen.

This kind of life—sitting leisurely in a coffee shop, writing, and earning a stable living with just a pen—was a luxury she had longed for but could never have in her past life. Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, she had achieved it so easily after being reborn. In a daze, a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart.

"Excuse me, may I share a table with you?"

A clear male voice interrupted her thoughts. Su Fengnan snapped out of her reverie, not even glancing up at the man opposite her, and simply nodded slightly: "Okay."

After the man sat down, she continued to immerse herself in her own world.

……

Meanwhile, along the winding mountain roads of Zijiang County, the roar of engines tore through the air.

A race car sped along like an arrow, its tires screeching as they rubbed against the ground. Suddenly, at a sharp bend, the car went out of control, veering off the track like a wild horse, rolling once and overturning into a nearby rice paddy.

"Oh no! The car overturned! Oh no..."

The crowd of onlookers lining both sides of the mountain road erupted in gasps of surprise.

"Look, it's climbed over into the rice paddy!"

"That sharp turn was too aggressive!"

"Look over there, the rescue team has gone over there. I wonder if anyone is alright."

Fortunately, the rescue team acted quickly, and the local residents also lent a helping hand, quickly lifting the person and the car out of the rice paddy. Luckily, the person was unharmed. After resting for a few minutes, the race car driver gritted his teeth and drove the damaged but still barely drivable car towards the finish line.

At this moment, in the finish line rest area, Zhou Chenyu had already finished the race and was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, resting.

"Brother Chenyu, how are you feeling? Are you alright?" Mu Yang walked over and sat down next to him.

"Hmm, not bad." Zhou Chenyu didn't even open his eyes.

"Hey, guess who crashed just now?" Mu Yang leaned closer, his tone tinged with schadenfreude.

Zhou Chenyu finally lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, her tone flat: "Speak, stop keeping me in suspense."

"It's that pretty-boy celebrity! There will definitely be photos leaked tomorrow." Mu Yang curled his lip. "You know, everyone was familiar with this route before the race, how could he still crash?"

"Are you happy?" Zhou Chenyu leaned back in his chair, completely unfazed, his emotions unreadable.

"Hey, no, Brother Chenyu, he's our competitor. Can't I be happy?"

Zhou Chenyu glanced at the racing cars returning in the distance and said calmly, "Just focus on yourself and don't meddle in other people's business."

Mu Yang paused for a moment, then seemed to realize something, stood up, leaned close to Zhou Chenyu's ear, and whispered, "Brother Chenyu, do you suspect that his car has been tampered with?"

Zhou Chenyu's eyes sharpened, and she glared at him coldly.

"Okay... I understand. Don't meddle in other people's business." Mu Yang immediately shut his mouth.

……

Meanwhile, at the other end of the track, Ning Xiaojun and Ye Hua were crouching in a concealed spot, snapping photos of the superstar LZY with their long lenses and tripods. Outside the police line, the cheers of the fans were deafening.

"Ye Hua, what are you planning to do with all these photos of LZY?" Ning Xiaojun asked softly from behind him.

"You'll find out tomorrow." Ye Hua stared at the viewfinder without looking up.

"Oh, stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me!"

"I can say that, but you have to help me out."

"Okay, go ahead."

Ye Hua leaned close to Ning Xiaojun's ear and whispered, "I'll get someone to develop it tonight, and we'll sell it to LZY's fans tomorrow, especially those fanatical girls. Don't you think we can make a fortune?"

Ning Xiaojun stared in surprise, her eyes wide: "Ye Hua, how are you so smart! I think this will work; I'll help you sell them tomorrow!"

Wang Bo, who was nearby, overheard this and immediately chimed in, "Everyone gets a share! I'm selling some tomorrow too!"

"Okay, no problem," Ye Hua readily agreed.

Only after LZY was out of sight did the group finish their meal, satisfied, and go home. Only Ye Hua, carrying his camera, hurried off to find a friend to develop the photos.