He had a very ambitious IP plan in mind, already in the early stages of preparation. He was touched seeing Little Fish look so excited and proud. She truly lived up to her title as the number one patron on his reader list—a die-hard fan. When she spoke of his achievements, it was as if she had experienced them firsthand.
"Tsk tsk, Talented Li. It's true you can't judge a book by its cover. Seeing your physique, I really thought you were a jock," Xie Ping said, marveling at Li Yuan's strong, well-built figure. "Who would have thought that you're not one for brawn, but prefer to wield a pen? And you're a famous author, too. Zhiyu has great taste."
Li Yuan smiled humbly. "'Famous author' is pushing it. I just write a little online to scrape by."
Little Fish suddenly spoke up. "Xia Hua, Qingqing, Ruoxue, Pingping, it's almost noon. Let's go get lunch."
Zhang Ruoxue asked cheerfully, "Sounds great! So, Big Writer Li, what are you treating us to?"
Li Yuan smiled. "Anything you want."
