Chapter 107: Best man

Xiao Yan didn't expect that this morning, just after coming down, his father would ask him such questions.
　　 "Almost, although I don't know how long the novel I wrote will be popular, but this time it is indeed popular."
　　 "……"
　　 Xiao Zhan fell silent immediately after hearing this, and looked at Xiao Yan with his old eyes for a long time.
　　 "Okay, let's eat first."
　　 Xiao Yan's mother, Shen Luoying, said.
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At the dinner table, Jiajia clearly felt the difference in the atmosphere. She lowered her head to eat her own meal and did not speak. On the surface, she looked more quiet and well-behaved, but under her table, a pair of not very peaceful feet could not help. Provoke the little white dog.
　　 Little white dog Yanyan is of course very happy, playing with the little owner.
"Ahem, it's not that the dad didn't believe you, but that this incident was really sudden." Xiao Zhan continued, "Nalan Yanran has become a live broadcast, and your novels have become popular. Is this a dream come true? ?"
　　 Xiao Yan's emotions have been brewed and he smiled: "Dad, you may not believe it, maybe this is just the beginning."
　　 As long as Xiao Yan is not kicked out of the Marvel chat group, his future life is full of endless imagination.
　　 "……"
　　 At this time, Shen Luoying was also silent, and his son's words became more and more mysterious.
　　 "Xiao Yan, you are not doing something illegal, right?"
　　 There are many ways to make money on the Internet, and of course there are also improper ways.
　　 Being so suspected by his parents, Xiao Yan couldn't laugh or cry. "How is it possible? I still have Jiajia. When my life was at its darkest, I never thought about committing a crime."
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　　 At the dinner table, although Xiao Yan has said a lot, it is still hard for Xiao Zhan and Shen Luoying to believe it from a street writer who can only earn 600 yuan a month to a great writer who earns more than 10,000 a month.
　　 After all, Xiao Yan makes money different from Nalan Yanran. Everyone can see how much she earns through live broadcast. Except for the hidden income of some female anchors who accompany wealthy people to sleep.
　　 And Xiao Yan’s way of making money, except for those who like to read novels, and fellow Internet authors, otherwise it is difficult for ordinary people to see the specific income.
　　...
　　 Even if Xiao Yan showed his parents the details of his author's backstage rewards, they might not be able to understand it.
　　 After dinner, Jiajia clamored to go to the city to play. In her hometown in the countryside, she didn't have any children to play with her. It is rare for her father to be so happy, and her mother's difficulties were solved smoothly. Of course, she had to go out and have a good wave.
　　 Xiao Yan didn't want to go out. At this time, his cell phone rang.
　　 turned out to be the call from Zhu Junlong.
　　 "Old man, do you want to come out and play?"
　　 "No!" Xiao Yan refused directly. He didn't plan to play with such a person anymore. The account had been paid off, and they would not owe each other.
"Hey, don’t get me wrong. Of course, I’m not looking for you to eat, drink and have fun. You know, I will get married on the 12th of next month. Now my daughter-in-law and I are adjusting wedding dresses in the bridal shop. There are many things to be busy, and there are also banquets, Wedding car or something."
　　 Zhu Junlong said: "We have such a good relationship, and your ex-wife paid back my 110,000, which just happened to come in handy. It is reasonable and reasonable, you have to come over and be my best man."
　　 Best man?
　　 If it was before, Xiao Yan's business had not gone bankrupt, he might agree to exchange favors.
　　 However, only when people are in despair can they know whether the people around them are ghosts or ghosts.
　　 "No, best man, you should find someone else. I will definitely go on your wedding day."
　　 "This is not good, I can't find you so handsome by my side..."
　　 Xiao Yan said: "I am not suitable. It will bring bad luck to your marriage."
　　 "What bad luck? You still remember this! It's not that I was eager to use money to talk to you... How can you be so stingy, a big man."