Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Chapter 104: Haoshang! Let Me Explain!

With a helpless expression, Jiang Miao brought the bowls and chopsticks back into the kitchen. After washing the dishes, he returned to his guest room and sighed.

Looking at the empty room, he felt disappointed.

Wouldn’t it be great to hold Senior Sister’s soft body while writing?

What a pity, what a pity.

Just as he was feeling regretful, the QQ on the computer started flashing crazily. Several authors were tagging him in the group chat.

Curious, Jiang Miao glanced at it and habitually opened the Ten Thousand Words a Day Writing Group. He saw that [I Am the Immortal Emperor] had posted a picture.

[I Am the Emperor Immortal]: (Image)

[I Am the Immortal Emperor]: Peach, you’re awesome! Crush all enemies!

[I Am the Emperor Immortal]: Where’s the red packet for a high-quality novel initial subscription?

@Peach Jam

Jiang Miao clicked on the picture. It was a summary of the initial subscription results for all the novels launched on Friday.

Since a large number of novels had gone premium on October 1st, there were only about thirty to forty books on Friday.

And Jiang Miao’s was impressively sitting at the top of the list with an initial subscription of 3,500.

Right below it, only one other novel, , had barely crossed the high-quality work line with 3,000 subscriptions.

As for the rest, only one novel had over 2,000 subscriptions.

The gap was significant after this—everything else had less than 1,500 subscriptions.

There were only six novels with more than 500 subscriptions, including the two high-quality novels.

The rest of the novels, judging by these initial subscription figures, were basically doomed to flop.

In about a month, it was likely that fewer than one-fifth of the remaining thirty-odd books would not be abandoned by their authors.

In fact, not even a tenth of them would survive.

But this had little to do with Jiang Miao.

[Peach Jam]: (Red packet: Peach Jam’s initial success! Cheers!)

After sending the red packet, Jiang Miao saved the initial subscriptions screenshot, closed the group chat, and opened WeChat to send it to Senior Sister.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: (Image)

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Senior Sister, my novel has reached high quality.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Oh.

Su Huaizhou’s cold, brief reply showed no excitement at all.

Jiang Miao thought for a moment and then opened QQ to message Congee Boss.

[Peach Jam]: (Image)

[Peach Jam]: Boss, my novel has reached high quality.

This time, there wasn’t even a response.

Jiang Miao chuckled and shook his head. He put his phone away, opened his writing software, and got to work.

If he didn’t crank out at least ten thousand words today, he was really afraid Senior Sister would snap and expose him at school.

…

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom next door.

Su Huaizhou buried her head under her pillow, looking like she wanted to disappear from the world.

Because she was wearing a dress, and her hips were raised, the already-short hem slipped down her thighs, revealing a glimpse of beautiful scenery beneath.

Unfortunately, no one could see it.

She really didn’t want to see Junior Brother at all now.

Just thinking about his face made her own burn with embarrassment.

Recalling the various details over the past month, the more she thought about it, the more mortified she became. It was a spiraling sense of social death. With every thought, her desire to escape from the city grew stronger.

Her delicate toes, bare without socks, dug into the bedsheets and wriggled from time to time, revealing just how awkward and helpless she currently felt.

She had clearly been successfully confessed to by Junior Brother and even happily hugged him.

As Congee Boss, she had guided him step by step into the confession. Even after several missteps, she had been persistent and didn’t give up.

The final outcome was clearly good.

But why couldn’t she feel happy about it?

Thinking about how proud she had felt back then, believing Junior Brother was firmly under her control, while on the other end, he was likely feeling even more triumphant than she was, she gritted her teeth in frustration.

She was furious…

Yet she couldn’t really blame him.

After all, she was the one who had hidden her identity first, and he had simply turned the tables on her.

But still, she had been deceived for over a month!

How could she forgive him so easily?

Even though, deep down, she really wanted to dive right into a sweet relationship with him, if she couldn’t vent her anger, wouldn’t her social death have been for nothing?

As this thought appeared, Su Huaizhou’s mood brightened instantly.

At this moment, her phone buzzed.

She picked it up, and her eyes lit up with surprise and delight.

[Input Box]: Peach Jam is the best!!!

Without thinking, she typed out the message. But recalling how she was still ‘angry’, she pouted and deleted it.

After a moment of thought, she settled for sending just an ‘Oh’.

At this moment, Su Huaizhou was like a rebellious little girl. After falling into the vortex of love, the little girl in her heart, who wanted to act cute, throw little tantrums, and be naughty, came to life.

Just as she was feeling proud of herself, her phone buzzed again.

She checked it.

It was a message from Peach Jam on QQ.

It was the same initial subscriptions screenshot and the same message saying, ‘My novel has reached high quality.’

Upon seeing this dog Peach Jam, Su Huaizhou was livid and threw her phone onto her bed in a fit of anger.

The phone bounced a few times and landed near the edge of the bed.

After a moment’s thought, Su Huaizhou crawled over gloomily to retrieve it.

Looking at the chat interface with Peach Jam, she looked conflicted.

[Input Box]: Oh.

Delete.

[Input Box]: Hehe.

[Input Box]: It’s okay, I guess.

Delete! Delete!

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“… Thank you.” Jiang Miao took it in a daze. Then, seeing that Chen Haoshang didn’t ask anything and turned around to leave, he hurriedly shouted, “Wait! It’s not what you think! Let me explain!”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry,” Chen Haoshang replied as he pressed the elevator button. Seeing the elevator door open, he only left behind a reassuring statement. “I won’t say anything.”

Jiang Miao opened his mouth, but before he could explain, the elevator door closed.