Mu Yan spent a few days at the hospital accompanying Mu Chen, and then went out to promote the film.

"The Best Time," Chen Zhou’s work, which he had prepared for several years and once shelved, will be released in early March. His persistence in creating this proves its extraordinary significance.

This time, he placed quite a bit of importance on promotions, attending every single event, traveling to virtually all the first-tier cities — several cities in a day, which really exhausted Mu Yan.

Of course, the biggest complaints came from Li Yushen, who brought his wife along for the promotions.

He didn’t mind himself, but he couldn’t bear seeing his beloved suffer.

Li Yushen usually appeared gentle and refined in front of outsiders, but according to his wife, he was actually quite a handful in private: a sharp-tongued, hard-to-please eccentric.

Though his wife appeared quite cute and soft-hearted, when she idolized celebrities, she seemed just like the young girls of today. Outside, it was said that this great author was notoriously hard to please and had quite the temper.

There was nothing anyone could do — after all, she had the credentials. Despite looking just over twenty, who could imagine she started writing at fifteen? Her first work was a huge hit, and with each book being a masterpiece, she’s known for high output and quality.

Because her works cover a wide range of topics — from male-oriented fantasy, to girls’ romance, and to suspense and mystery — her mature prose led many readers who hadn’t seen her in person to assume she was a burly man.

So, when Mu Yan heard this cute and soft-hearted Mrs. Li arguing with the publisher over the number of first print copies in the bathroom, she wasn’t surprised at all.

Seeing her finish the call, Mu Yan approached and asked, "Why are you so angry?"

Mrs. Li took a deep breath and spoke in as calm a voice as she could, "Those turtle brats at the publishing house are only printing fifty thousand copies for my new book’s first edition. Isn’t that treating me like a beggar?"

Mu Yan tentatively asked, "How many copies did your last book sell?"

Mrs. Li pondered for a moment, then said, "Six hundred thousand or eight hundred thousand, I can’t remember."

This many? Even though Mu Yan wasn’t knowledgeable about the publishing industry, she knew print media was struggling. She was surprised her books sold so well; truly, she deserved her reputation as the most popular young author.

Mu Yan nodded and said, "That’s indeed a bit much."

"Exactly, you really understand me, Yanyan." Mrs. Li looked at her with a face of admiration.

Mu Yan knew Mrs. Li was a face enthusiast, so she lightly coughed and said, "Senior was just looking for you."

Mrs. Li, hearing this, said with some impatience, "What’s there to look for? It’s not like I’d get lost. He just likes to nag, so annoying."

Even though she said that, Mu Yan still felt like she was eating a mouthful of dog food, but wasn’t this just because you’re directionally challenged.

Mrs. Li suddenly asked her, "Oh, someone wants to buy the film rights to one of my books recently. I have to choose the female lead. Can you play the female lead?"

"Me?" Mu Yan looked at her in surprise.

Mrs. Li winked at her, "Yes, you’re my idol, and that book was specially written for you."

Mu Yan laughed lightly, thinking no wonder the genius writer could easily tailor a book for someone, and the book could be adapted into a film just as easily.

This was probably why Li Yushen’s fans didn’t make a fuss when they found out his spouse was her.

There were even many fans who thought Li Yushen wasn’t worthy of her.

"I can’t answer you about this right now; there are many things at home this year, and I also need to check my schedule."

"No worries," Mrs. Li shrugged. "If you’re not starring, then I simply won’t sell the rights for now."

Mu Yan, "..."

Other authors struggling at the bottom of the industry would probably want to strangle her upon seeing her act like this.