She is not reconciled, not reconciled.

..............................

"Hey! I really can't figure out how a person like you who blares every day can calm down, stay at home and write manuscripts, and don't go out for several days in a row."

Chen Mo never wanted to pass this question, and she didn't know how An Qi did it. Sometimes, she really felt that she had never understood this best friend who grew up together.

She hasn't heard Angel's thundering voice for several days, but she suddenly passed her out today to go shopping. Fortunately, she is on vacation today. If she is not allowed to ask for leave again, it is equivalent to going out again. I'm scolded.

"Ah! Readers are so busy recently, they only need to remind me to update all day long. You don't know that the dead editor calls me every hour, just because I'm afraid I'm not writing the manuscript. I'm really exhausted."

An Qi felt that if she continued to do this, she would really collapse. For five days in a row, she hadn't left her little study room.

Xia Fuhua knocked on the door many times, asking if she died inside, and if he should go in to help her collect the body, she forgot what the outside world was like.

"Even if that's the case, you can't let yourself stay in the room all the time, always let yourself relax, or you won't be able to stand it."

She is not the author, and she doesn't understand what An Qi said that the reader is everything, but she can see the tiredness on An Qi's face.

"I asked you to come out with me today to pick out a dress. There is a press conference the day after tomorrow that I need to attend, and I have no more dresses to wear."

Angie has a bitter look on her face. The press conferences and banquets are troublesome now. Even dresses are not allowed to be worn repeatedly. It's just a dress for a banquet.

Those people are so fucking rich that they can produce so many things. She thinks that she has worked so hard to write novels these days, and the manuscript fee is not enough to buy a dress!

"A press conference? Is it your new book?" Chen Mo was interested in this question.

"Well, it's mine, otherwise I wouldn't be there!" That's why she was both happy and unhappy.

"Then you should be happy!"

An Qi has always liked writing novels so much, and being able to publish them is a recognition of her book and her recognition, which is the result of her hard work.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and accompany me to choose a dress!" Angel took Chen Mo's hand and walked into a clothing store.

One of the characteristics of An Qi's selection of dresses is that she thinks that as long as the clothes are wearable, there is no need to make so many tricks, but what about Chen Mo?

Since she is in the entertainment industry herself, she has high requirements for her image, although she always has no image at all.

"An Qi, what do you think of this one? I think this one looks pretty." Chen Mo finally picked out a dress he was satisfied with among a lot of clothes.

"Yeah, it's pretty good." Chen Mo's vision has always been good, she thinks it's good, it must be fine.

"Then this one!"

An Qi stretched out her hand to take the dress from Chen Mo, planning to go home with this one!

Unexpectedly, Chen Mo put the dress in his hand back to its original position, and walked quickly in another direction.

"An Qi, come here, why didn't I see it just now..."

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