My Master Always Thinks I'm Plotting Against Her

This novel will enter the paid section on Wednesday, September 11. I'll be releasing a 10,000-word update then, so please come support it. Also, please add my upcoming novel, The Crazy Actress's Obsessive Love, to your reading list. The blurb is below. Novel Blurb After transmigrating into a book, Jiang Qianxun had only one goal: ascend to immortality. Compared with studying for ten years to take the gaokao and fighting through fierce competition to get into college, then competing over family background, connections, and social skills after graduation, cultivating immortality was so much simpler and more straightforward. All that mattered was aptitude and hard work. Her master was Shen Qingchen, the foremost person in the immortal world, peerlessly elegant and untouched by worldly concerns. To win her master's favor, Jiang Qianxun bent low and listened attentively, showing the utmost respect. But all her attentiveness brought her was trouble. No matter how she served her, her master remained cold. Her gaze was wary, and even when Jiang Qianxun simply offered her tea, Shen Qingchen made her set it down on the table, carefully avoiding any physical contact. Jiang Qianxun felt a little sad. But even as she felt that way, she decided this must be her master's test. So she rallied and pressed on, no matter how coldly she was treated, never backing down. Until... She brought a lantern to her master's room once more to ask for guidance. Her master let her in, her beautiful face flushed a suspicious red. Stumbling over her words, she said shyly, "Since you're so persistent, I'll accept your proposal. From now on, I'm your wife." Jiang Qianxun: ? When had she ever proposed? * Shen Qingchen had read a few storybooks and knew that people could transmigrate into books. Transmigrators came in all sorts, either trying to win over their masters or to pluck an unattainable beauty. She fit both descriptions, and her disciple was a transmigrator. She suspected her disciple was up to no good with her. After observing her for a long time, Shen Qingchen found that every one of her actions seemed to confirm it. She did her best to keep her distance. No matter how her disciple hinted, she remained unmoved. But her disciple was simply too persistent, and Shen Qingchen could only give in. Who knew her disciple would insist, with absolute certainty, that she'd never had such intentions? Shen Qingchen smiled faintly. She knew it. This was just another one of her disciple's ploys to play hard to get. A cultivation-obsessed disciple who has no personal desires × A master who misunderstands everything and spends every day falling for her own assumptions Upcoming Novel Blurb The day her mother remarried, Bai Tao moved with her to a new home. Their new place was in a villa community, and Bai Tao transferred to a private school. Her mother knocked on the neighbors' door and introduced her to their daughter, a genuine heiress. She wore a white blouse and a plaid skirt, her long curls falling neatly over her shoulders. She spoke politely and gently. "Hello, I'm Wen Jiahe." From then on, Bai Tao had her first friend at her new school. They went to school and ate together. When their parents weren't home, Bai Tao sometimes stayed overnight at Wen Jiahe's house. On the humid, sweltering summer nights, Wen Jiahe would bite her ear again and again, whispering that she loved her. Bai Tao thought they could go on like that forever. Until one day, when she went to bring Wen Jiahe an umbrella, she heard her laughing with someone else. "How could I possibly like Bai Tao? I just think of her as a little sister." At that moment, a torrential downpour began in Bai Tao's heart. Six years later, Bai Tao graduated and returned to China, joining a small entertainment company. Competition at the bottom was fierce. She was exploited by the company, worked herself to the bone, and had to carefully cater to its artists. By then, Wen Jiahe had become a rising top-tier star in the entertainment industry, at the height of her popularity. She was winning award after award, and her rumored partners kept changing. Bai Tao knew they belonged to different worlds, so she deliberately avoided running into Wen Jiahe. Until one day, Wen Jiahe cornered her in a car. Wen Jiahe's usually gentle expression turned stern, and her voice was heated and frantic. "Why are you avoiding me? Did none of what we shared back then mean anything to you?" Bai Tao pushed her arm away, her eyes unnervingly bright in the darkness. "Miss Wen, there was never anything between us." * Rumor had it that actress Wen Jiahe had a beloved she could never have, someone who had left her and gone abroad years ago. Many people tried desperately to claim that role for themselves, and those seeking attention never let up. Her studio had to debunk rumors as part of its daily routine, warning everyone that it would take legal action against anyone using her name for publicity. Then someone took a candid photo of Wen Jiahe entangled with an obscure actress. Those who had previously used the rumors for attention began gloating. Ha ha, just wait until she takes legal action against you. Who could have expected that same evening, Wen Jiahe would tag Bai Tao's verified account and post a heartfelt, wounded plea? "Taotao, please, just look at me again." That night, the actresses who had used the rumors for publicity went mad, and Wen Jiahe's true fans were moved to tears. Everyone who had been exploiting Bai Tao was scared out of their wits. - Theme: Perseverance is the path to a fulfilling life.