Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Xia Qing's already depressed heart instantly became filled with resentment.

"Xiaoying, you are a mother too. You are divorced and raising a child alone. Don't you know how difficult it is to be a mother?"

"I have been paying for your living expenses and tuition since you were a child. I just had to work and couldn't spare time to take care of you, so I asked grandma to help."

Xiaoying sneered:

"I am raising my child alone. No matter how hard it is, I am raising her alone. I work overtime every day and rent an old and shabby house, but I never give up on her."

"But you didn't take me with you back then. Your job was much better than mine now. After all, you were a graduate student. I didn't even go to college. I started working after graduating from high school."

Xia Qing felt guilty for a moment:

"You...you blame me for not going to college. It's not your fault for not studying well."

"Really? If I hadn't been in that village, where I was mocked and insulted by other kids every day, saying that I was a fatherless child and that my mother didn't want me anymore, would I have been that bad?"

Xiaoying's voice changed from indifferent and cold to full of resentment.

"I still have a small memory of Anshi. I have an enviable family, and I am the granddaughter of the dean of the university department. Although you are impatient with me, Dad is very gentle and loves me."

"Then suddenly one day, my father said I was not his daughter. I returned to that small village from Anshi and became a child that neither my parents wanted."

"Even now, I don't know who my father is."

Xia Qing screamed angrily: "Xiaoying, no matter how wrong I am, I have given you life. Do you really want to stop associating with me for the rest of your life?"

There was a choke in Xiaoying's voice as she sneered.

"Haha, what a joke. You think I care about a life story where I don't even know who my biological father is? I would rather have never been born into this world."

"Besides, from the moment you sued me for child support, you were completely dead to me. Don't worry, when you really die, I will collect your body. For the rest, forget it."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Qing listened to the beeping sound in the receiver and felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She felt chilled to the bone.

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After a tiring journey back to Anshi, Xia Qing stayed at home for two days to heal his wounds.

Finally she recovered and was full of fighting spirit, and was about to go to the square to dance ballroom dance. However, as soon as she walked out of the unit door, she was stopped by a burly man.

"Xia Qing, right?"

Xia Qing did not dare to agree and looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

"who are you?"

The man took out his phone and clicked on the page: "Someone asked me to tell you something. I will repeat it to you verbatim."

Xia Qing turned and left: "I don't know you."

The man took a step forward and stood in front of her, signaling her to look to the side.

Xia Qing followed his gaze and saw an equally powerful man standing under a tree not far away. His exposed arms were covered with tattoos, and he was holding up his phone to take pictures of them.

"We'll just deliver the message and leave. But if you don't cooperate, there may be a lot of trouble later."

Xia Qing suppressed the urge to cry for help and said with a trembling voice, "Then tell me."

The man picked up his phone, opened it, cleared his throat, and read in a low voice:

"Xia Qing, remember this lesson. If you cause trouble again next time, I'll find someone to break your legs and make you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair."

"You must think it through. Look at the person in front of you. I can find countless people like him, blocking you anywhere in the world 365 days a year without repeating."

"If you do something weird again, I will make you live in unrest for the rest of your life, a life worse than death."

After the man finished reading, he put his phone in his pocket and looked at Xia Qing leisurely, his face expressionless but inexplicably creepy.

"Did you hear everything clearly?"

Xia Qing nodded subconsciously.

"Then you can go. Remember, be honest and don't do anything weird."

Xia Qing turned around mechanically like a puppet, and felt that the gazes behind her were like real objects piercing her body, leaving her back full of holes.

It must be Tan Ming who did it. How did this person become like this?

All men are bad. When they turn against each other, they are more ruthless than each other.

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Yasong Teahouse in Beijing.

Wen Xin looked at the video on his phone and raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Well, it feels so good to be a bully.

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"The Number One Dandy in Lin'an" was released successfully.

Once it was broadcast, it attracted widespread attention and the ratings soared rapidly.

There is no need for special publicity or ranking; book fans are the best promoters.

In addition, the drama is produced by director Lu Liang, starred by the popular young actor Qi Sheng, and supported by several veteran actors, so the quality of the whole drama is very high.

Many wonderful performances of veteran actors and supporting actors were edited into various short videos by drama fans and circulated online, attracting more audiences.

On the other hand, many people who had not read the book, after watching the drama, plunged into the Jinjiang Literature Network and began to read the novel crazily.

For a time, the novel and the TV series attracted each other and each topped the popularity list in its own field.

Many TV stations and online platforms flocked to purchase the broadcasting rights, and Wen Xin and the Zhou family also made a lot of money from this investment.

Li Zheming did not watch the TV series carefully.

He always felt that if he watched the drama, the characters were too stereotyped, which might limit his flexibility in thinking in later creations.

He shielded himself from all the hot topics and just continued writing the rest according to the original settings, making sure the content of the work did not deviate from his original intention.

You should listen to readers' opinions, but when it is difficult to satisfy everyone, you still have to have your own opinions.

Otherwise, it is easy to deviate from the original track and fail to write well later.

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Mingyue Mansion.

Zhou Ningyue leaned on Li Zheming and looked through the various hot posts on his mobile phone.

"Master Zhejin, you are truly our God of Wealth. My dad said this was his most successful investment, and he is ready to slowly withdraw from the catering industry."

Li Zheming twirled his fingers around her soft long hair: "Well, Dad should take a break. Working in the catering industry is quite stressful."

Zhou Ningyue stretched out his hand and pinched Li Zheming's mouth: "Stop it, who are you calling dad? You're so easy to say."

Li Zheming smiled grimly and held her little hand.

"Didn't you call me dad the first time we met? My dad has no objection."

"But Yueyue, you are actually my God of Wealth. If it weren't for you, how would I have discovered that my writing can make money."

"Well now, my wife Ben has saved up quite a bit. Hey, what gift do you want? I'll buy it for you, and we'll go all the way down the tacky road."

Zhou Ningyue was amused.

"I don't want to buy anything anymore. Just a few bags and the like are enough. I don't need luxury goods to prove myself."

Li Zheming nodded repeatedly.

"That's right. My wife is a domineering president. Yuecha is a business as big as it is, and it is the most expensive luxury product. No matter how expensive bags others buy, they can't compare to it."

Zhou Ningyue suddenly sat up straight.

"Zheming, you should change your car. The one you're driving now is not worthy of Mr. Zhejin's status."

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