I would rather betray the gods

Three days later, the woman in red was taken from her cell to another location.

Because of the consensus reached with Aries Palace, her treatment in prison has improved these days.

However, their hands and feet were still bound by chains on the way there.

After walking up and down countless stairs and through countless corridors, she was led to a heavily guarded secret room.

The secret room contained many scientific instruments, which contrasted sharply with a blank scroll hanging in the corner of the room.

She knew that painting better than anyone else; she could picture it with her eyes closed, regardless of its size or every mark on the scroll.

However, the demon she had guarded for a thousand years in the painting had vanished without a trace, causing her to tense up.

"What have you done to the painting!"

She glared at the group led by Chu Shixiang and demanded an explanation.

Shhh!

At first, the figure made a gesture of silence, then pressed a switch to open a hidden door.

Inside the door was a two-meter-tall solution tank, which was filled to the brim with the blood of the Creator!

Meanwhile, the baby boy in the painting, whom the woman in red had been worried about, was now sleeping soundly in the solution, full of flesh and blood!

The woman in red had waited a full thousand years for this moment, and her excitement was beyond words.

At this point, she completely let down her guard against Aries Palace, and her gaze towards people no longer resembled that of a caged beast.

At first, Xiang also timely ordered people to remove the iron chains from her body.

Once the shackles were removed, the woman in red couldn't wait to run to the solution tank, pressing her hands tightly against it, her eyes fixed on her newly reborn mistress.

Suddenly, the baby boy moved his body, and a string of bubbles floated up from the side of his mouth.

Seeing this, the woman in red couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, but as she smiled, her eyes began to moisten...

A large hotel in L city.

Yuzu and the other members of the association waited at the hotel entrance for the important guests who were about to arrive: the Hai Sheng Literature Team.

"The team leader really went all out this time."

Zhang Jia said, holding a pomelo to her ear.

"How so?"

Yuzu was lucky she wasn't late, still drowsy.

"Look at this huge hotel behind us, we booked it all out."

Zhang Jia described the scene vividly, his tone heavy, his head shaking so hard that his glasses almost fell off.

Holy crap!

Yuzu almost stood on end after hearing this, thinking to herself, "What kind of conditions does the studio have to spend so much money? Even if the client is important, they should still spend within their means."

He knew Zhang Jia was saying it to him on purpose, but as one of the two responsible members of the studio, he had to ask the team leader for clarification.

After all, the old team leader was his mentor on his literary journey, and he did what Zhang Jia dared not do.

"Teacher, I heard you booked the entire hotel?"

Yuzu pulled her mentor aside and asked.

"Yeah, what's your opinion?"

The old team leader countered with a question.

"That would cost a fortune! The studio only makes a few melons and dates!"

The pomelo looked around, afraid someone would hear it.

The old team leader smiled slightly, indicating that it was no longer important, because Hai Shengsheng had come with a money jar this time; Hai Shengsheng was going to acquire the association.

Moreover, Hai Sheng had already spoken to him and told him to arrange a comfortable place, as his team wouldn't be used to a place that was too shabby.

Why would such a renowned writer acquire such an unknown little studio? Yuzu was utterly puzzled.

It's because of the location. L City is right next to Beijing, and Hai Shengsheng used it as a base in the north to expand his team's influence. His old team leader told him.

"So, after the acquisition, who will be the team leader? Will it still be you?"

Yuzu doesn't care about any sugar daddies; all she knows is that the current studio is a warm and welcoming family, and the old team leader is the helmsman of this family.

"It's time for me to enjoy my retirement."

The old team leader touched his short, graying hair and said this. Just then, the Haisheng convoy arrived, and he hurriedly went to greet them.

Yuzu didn't follow; she silently leaned against the corner of the wall, watching the commotion in the distance.

He had anticipated this scene and even fantasized about becoming one of the outstanding individuals to prevent it from happening. However, many years later, what he had anticipated came to pass, but what he had fantasized about did not.

His only regret was that he wasn't ambitious enough, and he had nothing more to say about that.

During the banquet, Hai Sheng, who was very particular about his attire and demeanor, gave an impromptu speech, which drew rounds of applause.

He is quick-witted and deserves his honor!

Even genius writers have different paths to success.

Look at that artistic flair, it's like it was innate.

Listening to his old friends' effusive praise of the rising sea, Yuzu fell into deep self-doubt.

He thought that maybe he really wasn't cut out for writing.

Some people are quick-witted and eloquent, while others have profound cultural knowledge and can paint a magnificent picture with a single stroke of the pen. Hai Shengshang possesses both of these qualities, but he seems to possess none of them except for his hobbies and interests.

He admired him, but he would never be jealous.

When it came time for the toasting, the old friends took turns raising their glasses to Haisheng's table to greet him with a smile.

Yuzu was the only one who didn't go, because Hai Shengsheng seemed to think that these "small fry" didn't take them seriously. He held his wine glass without taking a sip, but made the people who came up to him choke on their drinks several times. He even made fun of it with his entourage.

Yuzu has always disliked arrogant people. As the saying goes, everyone has one head, and no one has more than anyone else.

The dinner was very long, and Yuzu was getting dizzy from waiting so long that she had to go to the restroom to wash her face and refresh herself.

After drinking a handful of water, he felt much more relaxed, and the thoughts in his mind, such as "If I drink it and you don't, you're not being fair," vanished.

With another handful of water, the scene of "the big fish forcibly pouring wine into the little fish" gradually disappeared.

So he cupped his hands and splashed water on his face again.

"Mr. Chang, right? Why aren't you drinking?"

Just then, a voice rang out from the side.

"I can't hold my liquor and basically don't drink."

Yuzu glanced at him from the side and was immediately stunned. It turned out that it was Hai Sheng who was speaking.

"Oh, I see. I thought you had some problem with me." Hai Sheng said while looking in the mirror and fixing her makeup.

"How could that be? I've read a lot of your works before, and I really admire your writing skills."

Aside from the first three words, what Yuzi said was the truth.

"It's good that you have no objections. I'll try my best to give you some guidance once I take over the studio."

After saying this, Hai Shengsheng left with his head held high and chest out.

Isn't this just a blatant attempt to intimidate us?

Yuzu was furious as she watched his retreating figure. She thought to herself that this big shot was not only arrogant but also petty. He chased her to the bathroom to offer her a fake warm welcome just because she hadn't offered him a toast.

But that's just how the world is. What can you do if you're angry? If you're powerless, you have to swallow your anger.

Yuzu was so angry that she threw the tissue into the trash can and secretly vowed to work harder and harder...

When she got home, Yuzu typed out what had happened to Fang Yuan.

Of course, before typing, he kept his promise and sent Fang Yuan a voice message: "Have you eaten? This is my voice, don't be scared~"

Meanwhile, Fang Yuan was discussing blind dates with her mother.

Fang Yuan is already a 24-year-old young woman and doesn't even have a boyfriend. Her mother specially asked someone to find her a nice young man, and they are just waiting for Fang Yuan to agree to the blind date.

At this point, Fang Yuan already had someone else in mind and had no intention of agreeing.

The mother and daughter did not have a pleasant conversation.

Just then, Fang Yuan received a message from Youzi, and she was overjoyed. She immediately told her mother, "Don't worry about my own affairs. I'll find you a perfect son-in-law sooner or later!"

Then, holding her phone, she excitedly ran back to her room and locked the door.

"This child~"

Fang Yuan's mother said helplessly.

In the room, Fang Yuan saw that the first message from Youzi was a voice message, and before she even listened to it, she was so happy that she lay on the bed tossing and turning.

Upon hearing the voice, she smiled broadly, as if she had seen Yuzu herself, and listened to it again and again.

Then he replied, "Wow~ I love your voice! Why are you always so shy? You're just insecure. Be confident!"

Why did it take you so long to reply? Something might have happened.

Yuzu was getting a little impatient. After seeing the reply, she muttered something under her breath, but when she saw that it was Fang Yuan saying she liked her voice, she felt incredibly happy.

Fang Yuan was still carefully reading through Youzi's complaints, but she didn't dare to go too deep. After thinking it over, she could only reply briefly, "It's okay, just be yourself."

Ah ~

Yuzi, oblivious to girls' feelings, felt that Fang Yuan was being perfunctory and became sullen.

Suddenly, another message came from Fang Yuan. He was shocked, terrified, and overjoyed when he read it: "I'm not going to beat around the bush. I've fallen for you, what should I do? My mom keeps pressuring me to find a boyfriend. Do you think we could be a good match?"

How should I put it? This is a scene that Yuzu has been longing for day and night.

He just didn't expect it to happen so quickly, especially since it was Fang Yuan, a girl, who took the initiative to bring it up.