Yan Jin was a bit speechless. So this book wasn’t even bought by Ah Yun, but filched from her father.

Her father definitely hadn’t discovered the book was stolen yet. Otherwise, Ah Yun definitely wouldn’t be chatting so leisurely like now.

Just then, Yan Jin’s sharp eyes noticed a middle-aged man in green walking over, his features bearing some resemblance to Zhou Nong Yun but carrying a hint of anger.

Looks like someone was in for it.

Yan Jin immediately sat up straight. Holding her teacup, she gleefully poked Zhou Nong Yun. “Ah Yun, look who’s that behind you?”

“Who?” Zhou Nong Yun turned to look and nearly jumped up. “Dad!”

“You still remember I’m your dad?” Zhou Nong Yun’s father was well-preserved, looking only in his early thirties. His features were gentle, clearly good-tempered usually. But now he was twisting Zhou Nong Yun’s ear, looking quite irritable.

“You wicked girl, usually when you act up, your mother wants to spank you and I still shield you. Who knew you actually took that book this morning. I was at the most exciting part, searched all morning and couldn’t find it. Turns out you filched it.”

[Although it’s not my ear being twisted, I can feel the pain through the screen.]

[Ah, the familiar scent and recipe. My mom also twists my ear like this when she’s angry. Indeed, parents ancient and modern all love twisting ears.]

[There’s a question I’ve been curious about for a while. Is this book really that good?]

If it were anyone else, seeing a parent disciplining their child, they would definitely find an excuse to leave.

But Yan Jin was different. She watched from the side with great relish, almost taking out some melon seeds to munch on.

Only after Zhou Nong Yun pleaded repeatedly and promised not to skip class in the afternoon and obediently meet some family’s young master during the break did her father let her off this time.

“Apologies for the embarrassment, Miss.” Zhou Nong Yun’s father tidied his daughter’s collar, his smile genial as he said to Yan Jin, “It’s just that this girl of mine is too naughty, I couldn’t help but raise a hand. Usually when you two spend time together, Yun-er must have caused quite some trouble for you, right?”

“No.” Yan Jin shook her head. “Ah Yun treats people with sincerity. She’s very good.”

“Actually, I’m not really blaming Ah Yun. It’s just that women don’t understand the wonder of this book.” Zhou Nong Yun’s father sighed with feeling. “Let alone you unmarried young ladies. Where would you understand what a moving love story is.”

Yan Jin felt she still had a right to speak, after all she had also read quite a few melodramatic novels.

Zhou Nong Yun felt deeply. “If I could meet a cute boy like Xiao Man, I would definitely dismiss my three husbands and four consorts for him.”

With that, the father and daughter started discussing this novel, even revealing quite a bit of the plot in the process.

[No, wait, why does the plot of this book sound more and more like Apricot Wine’s famous work?]

[That’s a good question. It’s known that the logic chain of “The One-Armed Bigshot Wants to Give Me His Life” is identical to Apricot Wine’s writing. Yan Jin and Yu Shu have both read Apricot Wine’s books. Yan Jin almost never writes except to practice calligraphy. Yu Shu often locks himself in his room to write. Question: whose pseudonym is Apricot Wine aka Peach Wine?]

[Although I can’t figure out when Yu Shu has time to write novels, based on his earlier oddness, the pseudonym of the two Wines is obviously his.]

If plugging her ears wasn’t so strange and would make the Zhou father-daughter duo notice something off, Yan Jin would have even plugged her ears to avoid hearing all the details of Peach Wine’s book.

Yan Jin really didn’t want to expose Yu Shu, but this answer was practically stabbing her in the nose.

Yan Jin wasn’t surprised that the novels written by Apricot Wine would be so popular in Yongning County.

Although Yan Jin criticized Apricot Wine’s plots, even she couldn’t find fault with his romance scenes. They were even adored by countless readers. Let alone in the relatively entertainment-starved An Kingdom.

But since Yu Shu didn’t say it, Yan Jin decided to pretend she didn’t know about this matter and not waver from her principle of not exposing the author’s pseudonym.

However, when Yan Jin was preparing to go home, she still asked Zhou Nong Yun’s father where this book could be bought, intending to secretly buy a copy to read.

She wouldn’t expose the pseudonym, but that didn’t stop her from following the novel. Ever since transmigrating, Yan Jin hadn’t read any of Apricot Wine’s works. Without criticizing them for a day, she felt listless.

Originally, she thought she’d never get to read Apricot Wine’s works again in her life. Who knew Apricot Wine had also transmigrated over and started a new novel.

The excited Yan Jin decided to buy Yu Shu some sweets as a form of “landmine” reward.