When Miao kun and Zhao Yu returned to the dining room, the atmosphere in the dining room had once again undergone a subtle change. People were gathered in groups of twos and threes, either discussing the diamond or chatting idly.
"Hahaha ... So, your novel is a great success again? "Congratulations ..." A hearty laugh came from the corner of the table. It was from li Bencheng, who Miao kun was afraid of.
At this moment, Lee Bencheng was sitting upright beside Tani zhaoichiro, communicating with him in fluent Japanese. As Zhao Yu had an invisible translation device, he could hear their conversation clearly.
"It's nothing, you've overpraised me, overpraised me!" Gu zhaoichiro smiled politely."I was just lucky this time. It's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning!"