I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

Lin Youfeng gripped the steering wheel firmly, his eyes fixed intently on the bend ahead. Chen Junqian, sitting in the back seat, was looking out the window with a bored expression. It was the same road he had driven the night before, but the scenery seemed different in the daytime, and the view was much wider. This made Chen Junqian increasingly suspect that his getting lost in this area last night was the result of fate.

Because the back seat of the vehicle could easily accommodate two people, Xu Youwei, who was sitting next to him, couldn't sit as close to Chen Junqian as she had yesterday when they went up the mountain. She kept a little distance and sat there properly, looking like she was playing on her phone, but actually she was secretly glancing at Chen Junqian the whole time.

To be honest, if Lin Mu's father hadn't been sitting right in front of her, she would have immediately gone to talk to Chen Junqian about what happened this morning. After all, in Xu Youwei's opinion, although Lin Mu's speech this morning might seem a bit unclear at first glance, she could keenly sense one thing.

That means the opportunity for a breakthrough in the relationship between Chen Junqian and Lin Mu should lie here.

Without Lin Mu, the atmosphere inside the car was unusually quiet.

Actually, Xu Youwei wasn't the type to keep quiet, but unfortunately, it wasn't convenient to say what she really wanted to say right now, so she could only pretend to be playing on her phone for the time being, while her mind kept replaying what Lin Mu had said that morning.

To be honest, Xu Youwei naturally couldn't fully understand Lin Mu's thoughts. After all, one person can never truly empathize with another. However, the two had been good friends for many years, so she knew that Lin Mu was absolutely telling the truth in this matter.

Although at first glance, the other party's "delusions" about Chen Junqian sounded almost identical to her own thoughts at a certain point in time, Lin Mu herself had emphasized many times that she did not really want Chen Junqian to get drunk or sick; it was just that in her eyes, this was the easiest way for her to achieve the desired result.

However, if this cannot be achieved, Xu Youwei is not sure if Lin Mu will continue to hold the current view. The obedient girls in various literary works are often the most frightening when they go crazy. There is a reason for such plots. After all, if emotions and feelings cannot be expressed, they can only be suppressed in the heart. She can say that she has a deep understanding of this.

Lin Youfeng glanced at Xu Youwei, who was sitting properly, through the rearview mirror, and then looked at Chen Junqian, who seemed calm and collected but was actually mature beyond his years. As an elder who had watched these two children grow up, and especially as Lin Mu's father, Lin Youfeng's shrewd businessman's heart was racing at this moment.

He had always wanted to ask Chen Junqian what his true feelings were for his daughter, since he always felt that the thin veil between these two childhood sweethearts should have long been burned away by fire.

However, with Hsu Yu-Wei present, there were many things that couldn't be said explicitly.

Lin Youfeng cleared his throat, adopted a more relaxed, elder-like tone, and broke the silence first:

"Junqian, how was your time with us last night? I heard from Auntie that you guys stayed up quite late."

Chen Junqian withdrew his gaze from the window, a smile playing on his lips, and replied politely:

"It's fine, Uncle Lin, I hope I didn't disturb your rest?"

"It's okay, we also play mahjong until midnight, hahaha, you young people, it's good to be energetic."

Lin Youfeng chuckled and shook his head, his eyes glancing intentionally or unintentionally at Xu Youwei in the rearview mirror, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing:

“Especially this year, Youwei also came. In the past, when Mumu came back here for the Spring Festival, there was hardly anyone to play with her. This year is the happiest she has ever been. Usually, she goes back to her room to sleep very early.”

Hearing her name called, Xu Youwei in the back seat straightened her back slightly, pursed her lips, and said softly:

"No, I had a lot of fun too. It's been a long time since I set off fireworks."

"Oh yeah, the three of you went out to set off firecrackers last night. You must have seen the company's big fireworks display, right? Wasn't it beautiful? We could see it very clearly from the mountain. I heard it was you, Junqian, who first suggested it?"

Upon hearing Lin Youfeng mention the fireworks display from last night, Xu Youwei's fingers clenched tightly at the hem of her clothes, clearly recalling the scene she had witnessed the previous night.

She did indeed emerge from the dark mountains following the artificial, brilliant light, but she also knew very well that it wasn't light specifically created for her.

"Come on, I really didn't know it would turn out like that. I think it would be better to be clearer next time."

Chen Junqian sighed helplessly. The fireworks last night were indeed part of his initial plan, but the phrase "Xiao Mu wishes you a life full of romance" was completely unexpected. Anyway, he felt that the uncle driving in front must have known, and Chen Xi's father might have done it too.

"Actually, I originally planned to pay for it myself, but who would have thought it would become a company promotion? When we saw it, Mu Mu and I were both shocked."

"As long as it looks good, we can arrange it again next year."

Chen Junqian didn't respond, but narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded ambiguously.

Seeing that the teasing had gone on long enough, Lin Youfeng's tone gradually calmed down, and he changed the subject to the topics that the elders cared about.

"Youwei, how is your father doing lately? I haven't seen President Xu for a while. I heard the other day that there were some issues with his factory's orders. I've been thinking of calling to ask, but I'm afraid he's already annoyed, and if I ask too many questions, it will only upset him."

Hearing Lin Youfeng mention her father, a look of worry flashed in Xu Youwei's eyes as well. After all, she wasn't completely indifferent to her father; Youyou's bit of pride would certainly be reflected in their father-daughter relationship. So, her voice unconsciously lowered a little.

“He has been quite busy lately, coming home very late every day. I don’t know much about what’s going on at the factory, but from what he said, it seems that several of his old clients have canceled their orders, and business isn’t as good as it used to be.”

Lin Youfeng sighed, his tone deeply moved:

"President Xu is an honest man, but he's too sentimental. He's been running the factory for so many years, and hundreds or even thousands of workers depend on him for their livelihood. In this kind of environment, it's really tough. Go back and tell him that if he needs any working capital or connections, he can call me anytime."

"Or to be more straightforward, close the factory and find another way. After all, the policies are no longer favorable to that industry. Doing some ordinary investment and financial management is better than opening your eyes every day to find that you are losing money as soon as you start to calculate your expenses."

"Thank you, Uncle Lin. I will tell my dad."

Xu Youwei answered sincerely.

"If all else fails, you can ask Junqian next to you. He's an investment and financial management master, the most famous one in the entire Guoning."

Lin Youfeng's joke livened up the atmosphere in the carriage again. However, Xu Youwei still didn't care much about money. After all, Xu Zhiling would tell her about the family's situation. To put it bluntly, even if they closed down the factory, they would have enough to support the family of four for a hundred years to come. Moreover, she would earn her own money in the future.

It can only be said that cases like Shen Nianqiu and Gu Linguo, who value economic independence from the very beginning, are still a minority. Teenagers in this age group are usually most worried about their grades and relationships. As for money, they are just happy with enough to spend, and their material needs are usually not that high.

The scenery outside the window gradually changed from lush green to bustling gray and white. After a while, the outline of the city became clearly visible.

The car drove smoothly into the city and finally stopped in front of Chen Junqian's house. Xu Youwei had said she wanted to stay at his house for a while, so Lin Youfeng drove them there directly. He told her to come visit often and then drove away.

"Yoyo, has something you wanted to tell me since this morning?"

After Lin Youfeng left, Chen Junqian immediately turned to look at Xu Youwei beside him and asked her this question as he climbed the stairs to go home.

"Yes, it's about Mu Mu... Hold on a minute."

"What's wrong?"

As Chen Junqian stopped at the entrance to the stairwell between the first and second floors of the residential building, he felt Xu Youwei tugging at his clothes from behind.

"I feel that these words are best left to Qianqian alone."

"I'm all alone at home right now. My parents are probably visiting relatives today."

Xu Youwei still didn't give up on Chen Junqian's answer, instead shaking her head in denial:

"Soon there won't just be Qinqin alone."

As she spoke, she gestured towards the doors of two households in the stairwell.

Chen Junqian knew that the other party was referring to Gu Linguo and Chen Xi, but seeing Xu Youwei's serious expression, he turned around.

"Okay, let's go downstairs and talk."

However, Xu Youwei still seemed to feel that even the area within the residential compound was not safe, so she asked Chen Junqian to go to the bicycle shed and bring his bicycle out. She only felt at ease after he drove her all the way back to a place where she would not be disturbed by outsiders.

In short, when Chen Junqian locked the car again and went into Xu Youwei's house, he still had a subtle sense of déjà vu, like, "Qinqin, you don't want to not know what Mumu said, do you?"

"Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year... On the second day of the Lunar New Year, we go back to my parents' home."

As Xu Youwei muttered something to herself while tearing a page from the calendar on the wall, Chen Junqian also poured himself a glass of water. They had decorated this place together, so they knew exactly where everything was and it felt just like their own home.

"So, Yoyo, you can talk now, right?"

Chen Junqian didn't think Xu Youwei was bluffing or faking it. After all, he had seen Lin Mu's personal panel change in the speech adaptability column that morning, which meant that the other party must have made a very impressive statement without his knowledge.

Although the system gave him a high A rating for adaptability, Chen Junqian, who had been the male protagonist of romantic comedies for so many years, knew very well that even if low adaptability definitely meant there was a problem, high adaptability absolutely did not mean it was good. On the contrary, a mediocre attribute like Mu Mu's, which was either B or C, would be more worry-free.

After all, all these adaptability ratings are built on the worldview of a romantic comedy, but reality is not a romantic comedy. The fact that you fit perfectly with the rules of another world means that you may be out of place in the world you are in now, just like Gu Linguo and his behavior on many occasions.

"Let me think... The main problem is that Mu Mu said a very long sentence. If I miss any sentence and Qin Qin misunderstands it, then everything will be over."

Xu Youwei crumpled the torn calendar paper into a ball and threw it into the nearby trash can. She then sat down next to Chen Junqian, rubbing her chin with a thoughtful expression.

"I should have recorded it back then, because sometimes people don't even realize they're exaggerating."

After patching herself up several times, Xu Youwei finally managed to repeat Lin Mu's morning remarks, word for word, once, twice, three times, making sure she hadn't missed anything. Only then did she collapse onto the sofa behind her, utterly exhausted.

"...I will never do this kind of spy-like work again."

"You've worked hard, but there's nothing I can do. After all, there are some things Mumu just won't say to me directly."

"I clearly felt that if she were just willing to speak up, the matter would be easily resolved."

"But that goes against her original intention. How should I put it? It's like how many girls like the hero saving the beauty plot, but they don't like someone deliberately creating that plot. That's normal. But if it's not expressed clearly, it's easy to become that kind of innocent, pure image. So Youyou expressed it very clearly, and I'm really very grateful."

After sincerely thanking Xu Youwei, Chen Junqian shook his head again:

"However, I still think that this is not Mu Mu's true feeling, or rather, only part of it."

"Huh? Why?"

"This is just my own guess. I'll explain it to Youyou when I have a chance to verify it later."

Chen Junqian certainly wouldn't say that the fact that he hasn't been sick so far proves this point.

After several years of persistent attacks from the system, and with the help of his continuous achievements, the current reality has already formed some basic logic of the romantic comedy worldview.

Simply put, under the premise of achieving a romantic comedy, it will change and even correct the timeline according to the thoughts of the male and female protagonists, and more than one person has confirmed this.

So if Lin Mu really wanted to pursue such a development, even if he had the physical fitness of a two-dimensional sports student, he would suddenly wake up feeling dizzy and unable to get out of bed because of the plot development.

But why doesn't this happen?

Chen Junqian leaned back on the sofa, thinking the reason was actually quite simple.

Because it becomes clear with just a little thought.

If such a scenario were to actually occur.

Lin Mu wouldn't be the first to discover him and take care of him.

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Chapter 78: I hope everyone can be happy (4k6)

Zhu Wenyun is still playing the role of a literary girl today, although she should now be considered the role model of a literary girl in the entire country. After all, the thing that literary youths like to do most is to awkwardly post their works that they have clearly written for a long time and want to get positive feedback from others online, only to find that no one cares, and then they still have to stubbornly say that they did not intend to make money and just shared it for fun as a confessional.

People always have a desire to share; they hope that what they like will also be liked by others. However, if they find that they cannot do so, they will compromise and say that they don't actually like it that much, as if they will be looked down upon if they are a step too late.

Zhu Wenyun, who can actually make money and receive positive feedback in this regard, and is even praised as a rising star among contemporary youth romance novelists, has naturally become one of everyone's ultimate fantasies.

So frankly speaking, if we're only talking about popularity, then Zhu Wenyun is undoubtedly the number one in Guoning. After all, she has most of the honors that Chen Junqian has. And as I said before, the story of a left-behind child who escapes family difficulties and pursues his literary dream through his own efforts is always more touching and more true than someone who has become a sure candidate for a big capitalist.

It was precisely because of this that when Zhu Wenyun sat down alone in this no-name milk tea shop on the street, she naturally attracted the attention of other customers. Even the milk tea shop staff, who were extremely busy on the second day of the Lunar New Year, acted like fangirls and quietly helped her cut in line, making and delivering the two cups of milk tea she had ordered ahead of time.

After saying thank you, Zhu Wenyun placed one of the cups on the other side of the table. She ordered two cups not because she was greedy for the second cup half price, but because she had ordered them for Chen Junqian in advance. After checking the time, she sat down and did not take out a book from her bag to read quietly as the people next to her expected. Instead, she lay down on the spot like an ordinary student who was sleepy in class, burying her face in her arms as if she had fallen asleep.

When Chen Junqian arrived at the store, this was roughly the scene he saw.

"Hey, are you asleep?"

The hand that reached out to touch the other's forehead was caught in mid-air by the girl as if by reflex, and Zhu Wenyun, who was lying there, raised her head again:

"No."

"Then lie down here."

"Because I'm waiting for you."

"Okay, although I shouldn't be late."

"Yes, I arrived a while ago. Here's your milk tea."