Purple Pun Translation

Mr. Shen walked up to the first floor before he realized something was wrong. "Where is Yu Xiang?" Liao Jiafei: "I don't know. She didn't follow us." Mr. Shen thought carefully and suddenly remembered: "Just now, it seemed that it was Manager Ling who closed the door! He...he kept Yu Xiang there?!" Liao Jiafei's expression changed slightly: "What does he want to do?" Mr. Shen lowered his head and murmured, "Just now I saw that the atmosphere was not right. Maybe they know each other, but it wasn’t convenient for them to say it in front of us... This is the best..." Liao Jiafei: "But what if he has bad intentions..." Mr. Shen was about to persuade her again. Can the things that happen between wealthy families be considered as having bad intentions? At this time, a bodyguard in black suit came over. "It’s Mr. Shen, right?" Mr. Shen: "Yes, what's wrong?" OK. He is inde...

And what about Yu Xiang? She followed them into the small conference room. Ling Chenyuan turned around and asked: "Have you brought all the materials, Mr. Shen?" "Yes!" Mr. Shen said, taking out a folder and a laptop from his briefcase. Ling Chenyuan took it and started looking at the materials. Mr. Shen began to talk nonstop about his company, new projects, and the internet celebrities he had signed recently. Yu Xiang understood. It turned out that she was working for an MCN agency that specializes in hatching Internet celebrities. Before Mr. Shen finished his introduction, Ling Chenyuan interrupted him: "I will take a look at it slowly, so you don't have to say anything." Mr. Shen had no choice but to sit back. And thus, Yu Xiang began her performance. She supported her chin, leaned against the conference table, turned the paper cup of tea in her hand, and looked at Ling Chenyuan intently. She stared at him so intently. The ...

"Hello, who are you..." Chu Lihan's secretary looked distractedly at Mr. Shen and his group. Mr. Shen's throat felt a little tight. He felt as if he had stumbled upon something he shouldn't have seen. "They are looking for me." Ling Chenyuan interrupted. As he spoke, he turned his head and looked over. He first glanced at Yu Xiang, paused for a moment, and then glanced at Mr. Shen: "You are from Kaixing Culture, right?" Mr. Shen nodded awkwardly. Finished. He said in his heart. I didn't expect to run into the Eldest Young Master Chu right after I got out of the elevator! People really shouldn't speak carelessly! At this time, Chu Lihan's attention was no longer on his illegitimate brother. He slowly raised his hand, pushed away the person in front of him, and stared at Yu Xiang. With his clothes neatly dressed and his tie neatly tied, not even a button was broken, the Eldest Young Master Chu looked a bit elegan...

Before she could stab the system's heart, someone on the other end suddenly called out to her, "Yu Xiang!" Yu Xiang turned around to look over. She saw a man in a suit and tie, about thirty years old, with a handsome appearance, standing there with a briefcase in one hand. Behind him, there was a young woman. Their names popped up in Yu Xiang's mind. Shen Hai. Liao Jiafei. That was Mr. Shen, Yu Xiang's boss, and the colleague who sent the text message. Two people quickly walked up to her. Yu Xiang could only say, "What a coincidence." Mr. Shen looked at her, then turned to look at the front desk. His smile was suddenly mixed with a hint of meaning, he asked: "Do you know anyone here?" Yu Xiang shook her head very straightforwardly: "I don't know anyone." Yu Xiang took the initiative and asked: "What are you doing here?" Mr. Shen: “ Uh. ” Liao Jiafei: "..." "Have you really forgott...

At this time, Yu Xiang had only taken two steps when she met Yu Zhong again. Yu Zhong was holding a Coke in his left hand and a cell phone in his right hand, chatting with his classmates: "Let's play! We'll definitely play together on the weekend! Fuck, isn't it just a yacht? I'll get it for you..." Yu Zhong was halfway through his words when he saw Yu Xiang. He hung up the phone and was about to question Yu Xiang again. Yu Xiang spoke first: "Where is the maid at home?" Yu Zhong frowned. Yu Xiang felt relieved when she didn't hear him retort that there was no maid in the house. It seemed that although the Yu family had fallen on hard times, they could still afford to hire people. Yu Xiang turned around and went to the kitchen to order two dishes and a soup. Under Yu Zhong's shocked and angry gaze, she ate slowly and then went out with her bag. The original owner was 24 years old and had graduated from college and started ...

System: [Where is this?] Yu Xiang: [My home] System: [How can you just go home like this?] Yu thought: [Then what? Do I need to go back to the scene with Chu Lihan again?] System: [……] Just as Yu Xiang was communicating silently with the system using brain waves, footsteps were heard coming from the direction of the stairs. It was obvious that other people in the Yu family were attracted here by this cousin's loud voice. And Yu Xiang... She was going to show her respect first. Yu Zhong didn't expect Yu Xiang to run away after she finished speaking, and he shouted several times from behind: "Don't go! Stop! Are you feeling guilty? Why are you running?" The original owner of the body lived on the first floor, which made it convenient for Yu Xiang to escape. Once she entered the door and locked it, no one could disturb her while she was catching up on her sleep. Her uncles and aunts arrived late, and she was already gone. The uncle asked, ...

In the original novel, the Yu family was said to have started doing business since the Qing Dynasty, but it began to decline since the generation of Yu Xiang's grandfather. By the time it reached Yu Xiang's generation, the Yu family had been caught in the crossfire between powerful people from all sides and was having a very hard time. The Yu family might not be good at other things, but they were good at giving birth to children. As the family business became increasingly bleak, the entire Yu family had no choice but to live in the old house, an old-style Western-style villa. Yu Xiang got out of the car, walked around the little angel fountain in front of the Western villa, and walked for a while before entering the door. Sitting on the sofa at the entrance was a young boy. He was the son of Yu Xiang’s eldest uncle, named Yu Zhong, who just graduated from college this year. Yu Zhong seemed to have stayed up all night playing video games. When he heard the footsteps...

At 7:30 in the autumn, the sky is not yet fully bright. Yu Xiang slowly walked out of the hotel in the darkness. The red carpet at the hotel entrance had not been removed yet, and the decoration from the previous night's cocktail party was still there. There were also some paparazzi staying at the hotel entrance. They had been squatting there for half the night. Their hair was disheveled. They held a cigarette in one hand and milk and bread in the other. "Didn't they say there would be big news? Why is there no news yet?" "Wait a little longer." A middle-aged man next to him looked down at his phone and said, "At nine o'clock, we'll go in and go straight to the 13th floor." At nine o'clock, Chu Lihan's secretary would come and find him to preside over the meeting. "Can we get in?" someone asked. The middle-aged man waved the room card in his hand: "Don't worry, we have this." At this time,...

You really are the villain. This is a sentence that remained in Yu Xiang's mind for a long time. When Mr. Chu first appeared in the original novel, the author spent a lot of time and effort to describe him as a typical noble gentleman. Chu Lihan indeed lived up to this description. Even when the effect of the drug reached its peak, he always tried his best to maintain a sense of calmness in his eyes as he stared at Yu Xiang, even to the point of seeming a little cold. And his shirt was buttoned neatly from beginning to end. It seemed that it was an act close to blasphemy that this kind of thing happened to him. It formed a sharp contrast with the force he used when leaning down. While Yu Xiang was judging Chu Lihan with hazy eyes, Chu Lihan was also looking at her. After choosing the antidote, within just a few minutes, Chu Lihan had already thought about the possible consequences of the incident and how to deal with them... Whatever benefit she wanted, he could...

In the book, the author spent a lot of time and effort to describe how this man came from a noble family and had a handsome appearance. This was to reveal his true face in the following text, so that readers could see clearly that under this ascetic and gentle appearance, there was a ruthless and unpredictable maneuver, thus creating a huge reversal. I don ’ t know whether it ’ s a huge reversal or not. But this guy is really cruel. "Who sent you?" At this time, the man's voice sounded again. The system’s voice in Yu Xiang's mind also disappeared, probably to give her a warning, letting her know that if she didn't listen to it, she would be slapped hard in the face by the plot in this world. "Who sent you?" Yu Xiang repeated the man's question, then raised her eyes, slowly closed them, and then opened them again. The misty wateriness in her eyes also emerged. This made her look dizzy and as if she was not thinking clearly. Man: ...