I don't care about dating reality shows or the entertainment industry!

Duan Xingye lowered his eyes and stared at the book in her hand, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes.

"Little fish, swim fast? Isn't this the author of 'Lin Niangyu'?"

Su Youzi raised her eyebrows smugly, "Yeah."

Duan Xingye smiled and shook his head.

“No wonder I never saw you memorizing the script when you were filming ‘Lin Niang Yu’. How come you’re carrying the script for ‘Jianghu’ every day this time?”

He then gently pinched the tip of her nose and teased her.

"You've made all the money from the original novel's copyright, the script adaptation, and playing the female lead, you little rich lady."

Su Youzi curled the corners of her mouth and waved her hand in a feigned modesty.

"Oh, it's just so-so."

Duan Xingye took her hand in his palm and gently stroked it, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"How come I'm so lucky?"

Su Youzi held the book, her eyes darting around, and with a sly smile, she tiptoed and held the book up in front of Duan Xingye, blocking his face.

"Yes, I can cook, I can be elegant, and I can make money. You can't find anyone like me even with a lantern."

Duan Xingye exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide in agreement, shifting his gaze from the book to her face.

"My God, what have I, Duan Xingye, done to deserve this?"

Su Youzi laughed at his antics, put down her book, and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Good to know. From now on, listen to me, okay?"

Duan Xingye wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up, bringing her closer to him.

He lowered his head and gently pecked her lips, then pecked them again.

"I always listen to what you say. Oh, except... when you're begging for mercy in bed, then I might not listen."

Su Youzi blushed, pretending to be serious, and pointed a finger at his chest.

"Be serious."

Duan Xingye grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"As you command, my dear wife."

After cuddling for a while, Su Youzi jumped off his lap and pointed to five large cardboard boxes in the corner.

"Honey, could you help me move these boxes over to the desk?"

"Right away!" Duan Xingye replied with a smile, bending down to begin moving the five huge cardboard boxes.

He pushed the heavy cardboard box. "How many copies are there? Do I need to sign them all?"

"These 1,000 copies are signed and include inscriptions, a treat for book fans," Su Youzi said.

Duan Xingye ruffled her hair. "I'll massage your wrists tonight."

“We really need it.” Su Youzi nodded immediately.

Duan Xingye helped her take out the books one by one and neatly stacked them on the desk.

Su Youzi picked up a book, opened it, took a breath, and looked satisfied.

"The smell of ink."

Duan Xingye smiled and shook his head, "You like books that much?"

Su Youzi nodded. "Before I went to university, I spent most of my time on film sets, waiting for scenes for hours on end with nothing to do. The key thing was that I didn't have any money back then, so I got a library card and spent all my time reading books on the film set."

Duan Xingye patted her head tenderly.

Su Youzi smiled, her eyebrows curving slightly.

"Oh, are you worried about me? There's really no need. I enjoy reading, and it even led me to a career in writing, haha~"

Duan Xingye pursed his lips into a thin line and nodded.

"Help me quickly." Su Youzi bent down to pick up the book and placed it on the table.

Working together, the two of them quickly piled up the desk like a small mountain, and there wasn't enough room to put anything else on it.

"Let's leave it here for now, we'll sort out the rest later." Su Youzi stretched and moved her slightly sore shoulders.

Duan Xingye pulled her to the sofa and gently massaged her shoulders.

"Take a break."

Su Youzi leaned into his arms and yawned wearily.

Just as they were comfortably falling asleep, the servants came up to call them for dinner.

After dinner, Su Youzi took a shower, changed into her pajamas, and started signing autographs.

Duan Xingye helped her organize the books that had already been signed, and occasionally handed her tea and massages.

"It's one o'clock, go to sleep, we can sign it tomorrow." Duan Xingye looked at her with heartache.

Su Youzi rotated her wrist and said helplessly.

"No, I have to finish this tonight no matter how late it is. I'm flying to Shanghai tomorrow night."

"Let's go to Shanghai a day later," Duan Xingye suggested. "I have to train and won't be able to accompany you."

Su Youzi smiled and shook her head.

"No, Lanlan and I made plans to have dinner the day after tomorrow."

Duan Xingye: "......"

Four o'clock in the morning.

The study light was still on, illuminating Su Youzi's slightly tired face.

After signing the last book, she let out a long sigh of relief and slumped into her chair.

"Phew, finally finished signing." She rubbed her sore wrists and pouted at Duan Xingye, "Honey, hug me~"

"My dear wife, you've worked so hard." Duan Xingye smiled, stood up, bent down, put his hands under her armpits, and gently lifted her up.

Su Youzi took the opportunity to hug his neck, buried her head in the crook of his neck, nuzzled him, and whispered softly.

"Carry me to brush my teeth, I'm too weak."

Duan Xingye gently tapped her forehead, teasing her.

"You sign your name with your hand, not your foot, right?"

Su Youzi squirmed in his arms, grumbling unhappily, "All my strength is concentrated in my hands."

"You've practiced the internal energy techniques from 'Jianghu'?" Duan Xingye smiled, placing the sleepy person on the washbasin and squeezing toothpaste onto her.

After washing up, he carried her to the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, and covered her with the blanket.

Su Youzi was already asleep when her head hit the pillow.

Duan Xingye placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, then got up, turned off the lamp, lay down beside her, and pulled her into his arms.

The next morning.

When Duan Xingye woke up, he looked at his wife sleeping soundly in his arms and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

He couldn't resist placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, then carefully got up, afraid of waking her.

After washing up, he tiptoed downstairs.

Charlene was already sitting at the table eating breakfast when she saw him come down alone.

"Where's Youzi? Why didn't she come down with us?"

"She was busy with work last night and went to bed very late, so I didn't wake her up this morning," Duan Xingye explained, pulling out a chair and sitting down. "I'll bring her some food upstairs later."

Charlene nodded and said nothing more.

Grandpa Duan and Duan Yifeng chatted casually about company matters, occasionally asking Duan Xingye for his opinion.

After a while, Xia Lin looked at Duan Xingye and asked with concern:

"Youzi has been taking Chinese medicine for several months now, how is she doing?"

Duan Xingye took a sip of coffee.

"I'm feeling much better now. The first day was quite uncomfortable, but the next few days were better."

Xia Lin frowned slightly and instructed, "Youzi is going to Shazhou for training and filming soon. Tell her to remember to bring her Chinese medicine and not forget it. Old Master Xu said that this medicine cannot be stopped."

Duan Xingye nodded seriously and put down his coffee cup.

"Okay, I'll remind her."