The real heiress's disguise has been exposed, making her the most beloved member of Beijing

Chapter 228 Jiang Zhao's Protection

"Ahem." There was a cough on the other end. "The topic has jumped a bit too fast, Xiao Li'er. Talking to me about these things when you're not by my side makes the nights even more unbearable."

Jiang Youli chuckled again, "It's my fault. If it really doesn't work, I'll just have to solve it myself."

"Fine, I've endured it for twenty-six years, enduring it for another two months is nothing."

Jiang Youli lay back down on the bed and pulled the covers over herself. "Huanhuan, can you sing?"

"I guess I can."

"Then sing me a song to lull me to sleep."

"Okay." After a pause, the song began to play softly, "I have a little donkey that I never ride, but one day I rode it to the market..."

……

At 10 a.m. on Saturday, Jiang Youli, who had a good night's sleep thanks to Qi Huan's off-key lullaby, happily got into the car that Qi Huan had come to pick him up.

She climbed into the back seat of the car and eagerly moved to sit next to Qi Huan, then tilted her head and stared intently at the man.

Qi Huan's appearance is truly exceptional; his high nose bridge, deep eyes, and slightly upturned lips all speak volumes about his outstanding looks.

Qi Huan gazed at her as well, then said gently, "Little Li'er, you look especially beautiful today."

Jiang Youli noticed it when she looked in the mirror this morning. In less than a month since returning to Beijing, her skin had become two shades lighter, and she really did have the air of a socialite from a prominent family in Beijing.

In fact, she always gets fair skin very quickly. However, back in the village, she used to go to the mountains to pick medicinal herbs every day, often spending an entire afternoon in the sun. As a result, she would often get tanned again not long after she regained her fair skin.

Now that she's in Beijing, she doesn't have many opportunities to sunbathe.

Jiang Youli returned his smile: "Huanhuan, you are as handsome as ever today, no, you are even more handsome."

"If I said I dressed up especially for you, would you consider giving me a reward?" Qi Huan looked at her and joked with expectant eyes.

"Okay, then I'll kiss you ten times." Jiang Youli said, leaning closer to Qi Huan. Before he could react, she cupped his cheeks in her hands and puckered her lips to shower his handsome face with kisses.

She kissed him ten times before finally letting go, completely satisfied.

Qi Huan was surprised by her enthusiasm and was almost stunned by the kiss.

However, he quickly came to his senses, feeling that he hadn't had enough, so he smiled faintly and said:

"The journey is long, Xiao Li'er, would you like to consider coming again? It would help pass the time."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Youli moved even closer, whispering in his ear, "Huanhuan, just kissing isn't so easy to pass the time."

Qi Huan hugged Jiang Youli's slender waist and pulled her close to him. "Although I really want to do something with you in this car to pass the time, unfortunately my legs are still not enough to please you right now."

Jiang Youli raised her finger and slowly circled it on his clean shirt, then said with a drawn-out smile, "That is indeed a pity. I suddenly regret not having a cheat code to make your leg heal directly, so you wouldn't have to spend so much time on treatment and waiting."

Qi Huan, however, held her restless fingers and smiled leisurely, "It's alright, Xiao Li'er, good things are worth waiting for."

Despite his serious expression, Cheng Jing, who was in charge of driving, was actually silently weeping the whole time.

All he wanted to say was, "You two ancestors, stop wasting your time like this. Have some consideration for this single dog of yours."

……

The Mimi's Hometown Restaurant was bustling with activity. All the private rooms and private halls were booked by wealthy people, while the first floor was set up as a meeting venue.

Reporters from major media outlets in Beijing were already waiting at the restaurant, each eager to be the first to report on the news exposing the original author of "Liliyuan".

When fans of Liliyuan learned that their idol would be appearing at this event, they traveled from all over the country to gather together, holding up light sticks that read "Liliyuan, you are the best."

The fans couldn't get into the restaurant; they could only watch from the entrance.

Jiang Zhao also came.

He didn't dare to go directly to Jiang Youli, so he could only take this opportunity to watch from afar.

Jiang Zhao felt genuinely happy and proud to see so many fans holding up light sticks to welcome her sister.

His sister is just as popular as him.

Suddenly, three boys next to Jiang Zhao started talking in a discordant voice.

"Tch, this Lili Yuanshang is clearly just an online writer, but she acts like a big shot. She even held a meet-and-greet just to get a copy of one of her novels."

"I heard that the sales of the copyrights for the previous three novels were all handled through her editors. She herself never showed up and was only responsible for collecting the money."

"Do you think this Lili Plain is a man or a woman?"

"It's a woman, the main character is a woman."

"I think it's the male writer. Although the novel 'The Ambition to Achieve Success' was published on a female-oriented website, only a male writer could write about such a grand scale of historical intrigue and military strategy. Female writers' books are all about love and romance, and they have a petty feel to them."

"Hmm, that makes sense. Judging from this, it's most likely a male writer. It seems that male writers writing for female readers is a game-changer."

Jiang Zhao, who was among the onlookers, couldn't stand it anymore. He turned to the three boys and said coldly, "Li Liyuan is a female writer."

And it was his sister.

At this moment, the three boys who had thought the man on Lili Plain was a male writer looked over at the sound. Seeing that Jiang Zhao was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, making it impossible to see his face, they questioned, "How can you be so sure? Do you know him?"

Jiang Zhao only said "I know her," but did not reveal his sister's name.

Those three boys were stubborn and wouldn't admit it:

"The female writer might have used a ghostwriter."

"I don't believe that female writers can have such a broad vision."

"Exactly! I've read countless novels, but female writers just can't write about real power struggles!"

Jiang Zhao snorted coldly and sneered, "So you guys are all men, can you write a novel like 'The Ambition to Soar to the Clouds'?"

Seeing them speechless, Jiang Zhao sneered and continued, "They are all useless, clearly unable to achieve anything, yet they inexplicably take pride in their gender."

The three boys immediately retorted, "We're not writers! Do we need to know how to make a refrigerator to evaluate it?!"

"Exactly! Who do you think you are, spouting nonsense like that!"

"He's obviously a brainless fan!"

In the past, Jiang Zhao would have knocked the three of them to the ground long ago, but things are different now. He didn't want to cause trouble for his sister Jiang Youli, so he had no choice but to ignore them as clowns.

The female fans on Liliyuan witnessed Jiang Zhao's defense of the god on Liliyuan and whispered among themselves, "Hey, don't you guys think his voice sounds a lot like that new generation singer Jiang Zhao?"

"I also think it looks somewhat similar."

Noticing the gazes of the female fans on the plain, Jiang Zhao raised his hand and pulled his hat brim down even lower.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before the girls' attention was drawn to someone else.

Wow! Is that the young master of Beijing's elite circle?

"It's him! He's really handsome. The person next to him wearing a mask looks like the top star Yu Linglong."

"It seems that Young Master Long is determined to secure the copyright to this novel by the great author for his fiancée, Yu Linglong!"