A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

The four people's ultimate goal was naturally to fly over the North Pole and visit the North Magnetic Point.

The final leg of the journey requires constantly sailing to find the true North Magnet Point, but that's for the professionals; Bian Xiao and the others just need to sit in the warm boat and wait.

Several people were happily taking photos and videos at the pole.

After checking in, everyone went home. Bian Xiao took a plane to Twin Islands for vacation.

The plane was another large private jet that Norris had customized for his daughter. Bian Xiao took a bath for a while, put on a white nightgown, and lay on the bed to read a novel. He had been hoarding it for three days and there should be more than ten chapters to read, hehe.

"Brother?" Just as Bian Xiao settled down, he received a video call from his older brother, Sadwell.

“Baby, are you getting ready for bed?” Sadwell saw her sister sit up, clearly still wearing her square-neck nightgown in the airplane bedroom.

However, he checked the time and realized that his sister shouldn't be sleepy at this hour; she must be too tired from playing.

"No, brother, I'm going to lie in bed and play on my phone. I saw a really good novel a couple of days ago, but it's a pity it's not finished yet." Bian Xiao knelt on the bed, placed his phone in front of his pillow facing upwards, and playfully squeezed out a double chin.

Sadwell smiled as he watched his sister on the screen, who was now playing pranks and fiddling with her hair. "How about I have someone bring her over to write a novel just for you?"

Bian Xiao casually tied his hair up so it wouldn't get in the way when he looked at his phone later. "No need for that. Maybe they have something to do in real life."

She felt that either the iced tea drinker was doing novels as a side job or a college student studying, otherwise why would they say they were slacking off?

"What could be more important than my sister?" Sadwell asked. "Really not?"

“Actually…” Bian Xiao blinked, “it’s not impossible.” Bian Xiao was shamefully tempted.

At worst, she can ask for a higher salary, maybe ten or twenty thousand a month. I don't believe the author wouldn't let her write for him full-time.

Then I'll be able to read ten chapters a day! Hahaha!

"Brother, I'm so stupid, how could I not have thought of that! Love you, muah muah muah~" Bian Xiao gave his older brother countless affected kisses.

“Della isn’t stupid,” Sadwell disagreed. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Bian Xiao chuckled, sat back, and changed from a kneeling position to a cross-legged position. He boldly put his arms on his knees, cupped his face in his hands, and squinted his green eyes.

Sadwell thought her chubby cheeks were even cuter. "You're too thin now, Della should eat more."

It's even more noticeable when you hold her up; her face isn't as round as before, which makes it hard for the older brother to bear.

"I'll give you all the food, brother! Don't you know me?" Bian Xiao rubbed his stomach, then gestured, "I just ate a lot of snacks, milk candy, mango, and..."

Sadwell sat back in her chair, listening intently to her sister's incessant chatter. "Citrus cookies? Doesn't the baby dislike cookies?"

"Yes, but this one is delicious. It's not cloying at all, and the citrus aroma blends perfectly. I ate six pieces!" Bian Xiao made a "six" gesture with his hand, his exaggerated little expression adorable.

Sadwell exclaimed in agreement, "Six dollars! That's a lot!"

"Mmm!" Bian Xiao nodded vigorously, his curly hair swaying back and forth. "So much of it!"

"Brother, feel your tummy, does it look bulging?" Sadwell asked, recalling the little guy when he was a baby.

"Cough cough," Bian Xiao looked up at the sky, "No, not at all."

“Oh,” Sadwell laughed, “then there probably isn’t.”

"Brother!" Bian Xiao said, hands on his hips, with an air of self-righteousness, "There's no such thing!"

"No, no," Sadwell said seriously. He knew that if he teased his sister any longer, she would get upset, and it was good for him to correct his behavior in time.

"So why did you call me, brother?" Getting back to the point, Bian Xiao stopped joking.

"I just missed you." There was nothing wrong with that. Sadwell had been spending a lot of time with his sister lately, and after being separated for a few days, he missed her terribly. He figured his little princess was still awake at this hour, so he put down his work and video-called her.

I was already unhappy at work, but seeing my sister's smile made me feel much better.

"Brother, I miss you too~" Whether she missed you before or not doesn't matter, she definitely misses you now. "I'm pregnant! Brother, you're working, can we video chat? How about I read a novel and keep you company while you work?"

“Okay, Della will keep her brother company.” Sadwell was naturally willing. He set up his phone, facing it towards himself, and turned on his computer to continue working. He would glance at his sister from time to time and thought that the people on the computer screen didn’t seem like idiots anymore. The documents looked much better now.

Bian Xiao opened the Yangshizi Novel APP, didn't look at anything, and went straight to the bookshelf, where there was only one book, "The Ghost Catcher".

The above-mentioned 15 updated chapters made Bian Xiao's lips curl into a wide smile. Now he could finally enjoy reading!

Humming a little tune, he happily clicked on the link, and almost immediately finished reading it. Reluctantly, he tapped the yellowish-brown "request for more updates" button again.

I continued to shower the author with 9999 "urge me to update" tokens, and the familiar message remained: "Write faster, author!!!"

After giving the gift, Bian Xiao prepared to read it again, this time along with the section and chapter comments.

However, Bian Xiao was completely bewildered when he clicked on it.

what's going on?

what happened?

Frowning, Bian Xiao shifted his position and flipped through the pages one by one, roughly figuring out the details of the matter.

I also saw what readers were saying about Ren Yuan's book, "I Dominate the Rich and Powerful Through Metaphysics." Not that I'm saying anything, but the title itself isn't as normal as "Iced Tea." I still clicked the search button and went to read it.

The writing style is decent, definitely the work of a well-known author. However, Bian Xiao read half of it and didn't find any similarities. So how can it be considered plagiarism?

That's just outrageous.

It was only then that Bian Xiao realized that many people had commented on him, and the red dots on the message page were over 99.

When I clicked on it, all the comments were advising her not to read the plagiarized article. The words were quite gentle, much better than the sarcastic remarks directed at the iced tea.

After all, Bian Xiao is a big shot who can spend tens of thousands of yuan on tips. If he can give so much for reading novels, who would be sarcastic or critical of him?

Bian Xiao also saw someone calling her "brother" and replied speechlessly, "Is there any possibility that I'm a woman?"

Why do you always assume that only older men give gifts for reading novels? Older women can't do that! Humph!

I kept scrolling until I found a reply from someone named "Iced Tea" in the middle, who told her that she hadn't plagiarized.

With just a simple sentence, Bian Xiao sensed the aggrieved feeling of the iced tea.

A direct reply, unlike the other comments that spoke up for the iced tea, which were much more tactful and included phrases like "it shouldn't have been plagiarized" and "it doesn't look like it."

Bian Xiao said directly, "I read Ren Yuan's novel, and it's not as good as yours. You definitely didn't plagiarize her; it's completely different."

Not backing down at all, Bian Xiao went straight for the challenge; who was she afraid of?