Mrs Jeon is a crybaby [ON HOLD]

Chapters 281-290

Chapter 281: Offline Meeting

Only yesterday, they were still chatting online. Now, they were actually face-to-face.

That's right, the person with the baby face beside her was her roommate, the author of Palace Walls, Im Nayeon. She was already 30 years old. But because of her young appearance, people often mistook her for a college student.

Lisa paused. She dug through her backpack pulled out an autographed photo, and threw it proudly on the table.

If one didn't know, it looked like she was throwing money.

But in the eyes of a super fan like Tzuyu, this was more precious than money!

"Ahhh! Fuck!"

Tzuyu finally believed Lisa. She wiped her hands on her shirt and picked up the autographed photo carefully. Hearts almost appeared in her eyes as she looked at it.

"Ohhh, my husband is too handsome! Look at this autograph. His writing is so light, elegant, and grand..."

Lisa held onto her milk tea speechlessly. "Are you crazy? How does that look good to you when it's so messy?" She shook her head.

Jennie sighed. "Fangirls are frightening!"

"You can't say that about my idol!" Tzuyu opened her eyes wide and patted the photo lovingly, saliva almost dripping from her lips. "Look at my husband's perfect face. His body is so sexy and his gaze is so deep! Oh God! He's almost charmed me to death!"

"Ugh..."

Lisa almost vomited from disgust.

Im Nayeon was a gentle person who spoke with a soft voice.

She smiled in embarrassment. "Sorry, Tzu goes crazy when Cha Eunwoo is involved. She's usually quite normal."

As if...

Tzuyu held onto the autograph, not willing to let go.

"What do you think about what I just said?" Lisa asked.

"Errr..."

Im Nayeon was a little amused. She was already 30. No matter how young she looked, her experiences were already imprinted deep in her bones.

"Thank you for your appreciation, but I know my book isn't focused on a trending topic. Most drama watchers are young people. They like lots of sweet doting. Even if Palace Walls gets adapted into a drama, I'm afraid... Anyway, selling copyright isn't easy..."

Slam!

Lisa interrupted. She dug through her backpack again, pulled out a black plastic bag, and threw it at her.

"This..."

"You don't have to worry about money. I can afford to buy your copyright. This is a small portion of the money. As long as you're willing to sell it, then I can make it happen."

Tzuyu was shocked. She opened the bag curiously and her eyelids twitched as soon as she looked inside.

"Fuck... So much..."

Sensing the gazes around her, she immediately lowered her voice and swallowed back the word, 'money'.

The bag contained a stack of pink notes, amounting to roughly 200,000 yuan.

Whether it be a corporate slave like Im Nayeon, or someone with no ambition like Tzuyu, this was a large sum of money.

Yet, what did Lisa say? This was just a small portion?

Her throat felt dry. "Lisa, how did you get so much money?"

As soon as her voice fell, there was suddenly a honk outside the window. A luxurious car which she had ever only seen on television stopped outside.