Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

"I swiped it," Su Wuli replied. "And I saw it too."

Wang Youke visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. I thought there was some kind of technical malfunction. Don't worry, I've made a thorough change this time."

As if to prove that she had really made a change, she kept explaining.

"It's not just the ending; there were some minor changes in the beginning to make the ending smoother. Anyway, you should be able to feel it when you watch it. The character of Yu Chen has completely changed. He's not a purely evil person; what he did was within the context of the situation at the time—"

"I understand," Su Wuli interrupted her.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Wang Youke could roughly understand what was in her tone and didn't continue.

Su Wuli took the phone away from her ear and hung up.

She put her phone on the bedside table, then picked it up again and opened the novel.

Start reading from the chapter where Yu Chen appears, turning each page one by one.

Wang Youke did indeed modify the plot according to her request.

Why is Yu Chen's side still the same?

Su Wuli turned her phone over and thought about it, but she still couldn't figure it out.

I lay there for who knows how long when my phone suddenly vibrated.

Wang Youke sent a message.

[Dear client, are you satisfied or not? If there's anything you're not happy with, please let me know and I'll make changes.]

Su Wuli looked at the message, typed a few words, and then deleted it.

I typed a few more words, then deleted them.

Finally, she turned her phone face down on the bedside table and didn't reply.

She rolled over and stared at the ceiling with her eyes open.

Why? What is the reason?

Where exactly did things go wrong?

After a while, she picked up her phone again and sent a message to Wang Youke.

No need to change anything else yet.

After getting up and washing up, she had a simple breakfast and had no announcements.

This gave her more time to think.

Su Wuli paced back and forth in the apartment several times.

I picked up my phone, put it down, and then picked it up again.

After hesitating for more than an hour, she finally found Wang Youke's number and dialed it.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" Wang Youke's voice was still a little groggy from just waking up, but she was much more awake than before.

"Did you really change everything?" Su Wuli emphasized each word. "Didn't you miss anything?"

"It's been changed." Wang Youke said anxiously, as if she had been questioned. "I promise."

She received a positive reply and indeed saw that the changes had been made online.

But she still couldn't understand it.

"Are you sure you've really changed everything? Nothing's been missed?"

"Confirmed!" Wang Youke's voice rose a little higher.

"I will definitely do a good job after I take your money. Although I am poor, I am poor but have integrity, no, I am poor but have professional ethics. I have not missed a single thing that needs to be corrected."

She launched into a long explanation of her commitment to keeping her promises.

"The main text, chapter titles, and summaries on the website have all been replaced. If I'm really hiding anything, may I be struck by lightning—"

As they were talking, the other end of the phone suddenly went silent.

Su Wuli held her phone, puzzled, and was about to ask what was wrong.

The next second, Wang Youke's voice rang out again.

With a slightly hesitant and tentative tone, she said, "Um... Mommy, I just remembered something."

"What?"

"The published physical book..." Wang Youke's voice lowered even further, "The physical book is the original version, that one hasn't been changed."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wuli paused in her breath.

I gripped my phone tightly.

"The books were all printed right after I finished writing them, and the physical copies are still the same... Will this have any impact?"

Wang Youke's voice carried a guilty conscience and a hint of relief.

"It shouldn't... have any impact, right? Nowadays, readers mostly read online; not many people buy physical books, and even if they do, they might not compare them—"

Before she could finish speaking, Su Wuli abruptly hung up the phone.

She stood there, her phone still clutched in her hand.

The next moment, she immediately turned around, went to the entrance to change her shoes, put on a mask, and opened the door.

The bookstore is at the entrance of the residential area; it's just around the corner.

She pushed open the door and went inside. The store was very warm, and a smell of paper and ink wafted towards her.

The shop assistant was tidying up the bookshelves when she saw her come in. She smiled and asked what book she was looking for.

"Meeting Mountains and Rivers," Su Wuli said the book title somewhat anxiously.

The shop assistant immediately pointed to the location.

She quickly went over.

I saw the book on the shelf; the cover featured a figure in ancient costume, riding a horse from behind, but I couldn't see the face clearly.

Su Wuli picked it up and flipped to a few pages.

The bookstore lights shone brightly, illuminating the pages of the books.

It is indeed the very first version.

Su Wuli closed the book.

The shop assistant's footsteps passed by behind her, and he politely asked if she had found it.

She turned around and answered, "Found it..."

After paying the bill and walking out of the bookstore, a cool breeze blew in from the doorway.

Su Wuli pulled the zipper up her collar and put her hands in her pockets.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket, and she took it out to look at it.

News about Wang Youke.

[Hey sponsor, should I recall and republish the physical copies of your books? The ones that have already been sold...]

Su Wuli looked at the message, then turned her phone over and held it face down in her hand.

She stood at the entrance of the bookstore, the light from the streetlights shining down from above and falling at her feet.

She looked down at her own shadow.

The shadow huddled at my feet, a tiny ball.

She turned her phone over and typed a few words.

【No.】

How can we get it back?

They have no idea how many have been sold.

The streetlights were on one by one, their light shining down on her head.

She stood there alone, her shadow stretched long and cast on the ground.

Su Wuli stood there for a long time until the light moved from her feet to the steps.

She then began to walk towards the entrance of the residential area.

Inside the elevator, the numbers jumped up one by one.

The elevator doors opened, and Su Wuli walked to the door.

Open the door, go in, and close it.

She then put her bag on the entryway cabinet, walked straight into the living room without even changing her shoes, and sat down on the sofa.

The electronic version has been changed; the print version is no longer available.

The books that have already been sold are scattered among countless readers; they cannot be retrieved or changed.

Is that world just a world printed on paper, with an unchangeable ending?