[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-500":6,"glossary-terms-4409":23},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259660,4409,"Chapter 500: Discovered (Complete), Requesting Monthly Votes!","1987-my-era-chapter-500",500,"\u003Cp>Thoughts flashed like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of Huang Zhaoyi’s pregnancy, she hurriedly stripped off her clothes, lay back in the bathtub, then propped her legs on the edge and lifted her hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had read somewhere that raising the hips helps retain semen inside, making pregnancy more likely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this even true?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be trusted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she did it anyway—better than doing nothing, holding on to a sliver of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about half an hour, she finally stepped out of the shower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the bedroom, Li Heng was idly flipping through a book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her, he turned his head and gave her a knowing look, then went back to reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That glance made Huang Zhaoyi blush furiously, as if her bathroom antics had been exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shut the bedroom door, kicked off her shoes, climbed into bed, pulled the thin blanket over her lower abdomen, then paused and tentatively asked, “Aren’t you going to ask why I was in the bathroom so long?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng flashed a clean, bright smile. “I understand how you feel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine—he’d guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi felt embarrassed, yet forced herself to ask, “Aren’t you tired?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d exhausted himself so thoroughly—how could he still not be worn out? It amazed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt this man was an endless well: after three rounds, he’d clearly drained himself, yet after resting ten minutes or so, he’d regain his vigor, roaring back to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She surrendered—finally defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng closed the book and placed it on the nightstand, then propped his hands behind his head. “It’s almost four. Turn off the light.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi nodded and reached over to switch off the lamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the light gone, the room plunged into darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each lay on their own pillow, side by side; silence settled suddenly, neither speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time, hearing his faint, even breathing, Huang Zhaoyi finally relaxed her tense body, then quietly rolled onto her side, staring unblinkingly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In all her life, this was the first time she’d slept with a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some happiness. Some curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharing a bed with him was something she’d never dared dream of—yet here it was, real tonight. A strange, special feeling lingered in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A while later, daylight slowly brightened outside; faint morning light filtered through the curtains. Huang Zhaoyi finally glanced at the window—still wide awake, utterly without sleepiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she thought of something. Quietly slipping out of bed, she pulled out her camera from her bag, switched on the light, and snapped a photo of the sleeping man beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her room. Her bed. Her man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keeping one photo—when loneliness struck later, she could take it out, gaze at it, soothe her longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was beautiful: his facial contours elegant, features deep, strikingly three-dimensional. After one shot, she circled to the other side of the bed and took another, satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having snapped both photos, she swiftly put the camera away, turned off the light, then crept back into bed like a thief, peering out cautiously, terrified she’d wake him, terrified he’d notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full day of travel and intense exertion, he was deeply asleep, undisturbed by her quiet movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed second by second—then, at one moment, Li Heng slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him appeared a bright, delicate face—her hair neatly pinned up, looking alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over her hair. “You didn’t sleep? Or did you just wake up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi felt flustered—her hair had betrayed her. Normally, she’d remove her hair tie or clip before bed for comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting his eyes, she didn’t lie. “Didn’t sleep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng thought a moment, then asked, “What time is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi picked up the watch on the nightstand. “Seven minutes to ten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng exclaimed, “I slept that long?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi smiled. “Not that long—about six hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was Li Heng’s turn to ask: “Aren’t you tired?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “You’ve been staring at me this whole time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi lowered her head, then raised it again, summoning courage. “Yes. I never get tired of looking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long pause, he extended his right index finger, gently tracing her crimson lips. “Does it hurt?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi shook her head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng winked at her. “After a nap, I’m feeling great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The implication was clear. Huang Zhaoyi rolled onto him, kissing him deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng lay flat, watching her, his right hand cradling the back of her head, fingers tapping lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long while, her lips traveled down from his neck, growing more intimate, more urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she slipped beneath the covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng closed his eyes, savoring this special morning treat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later, she pressed her palms against his chest; the elegant curtain behind her cast a silhouette of the character “ Shang ”—but its upper half seemed to rise and fall rhythmically, as if practicing some natural breathing technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another hour passed; the well overflowed. She collapsed onto him like a deflated balloon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes glazed, fixed on him—as if seeking praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng leaned in and whispered something into her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one sentence—and she blushed violently, avoiding his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At thirty-plus years old, her ears had never burned like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his intense stare, Huang Zhaoyi hastily changed the subject: “We’ve finalized the prototype for Weihao Mei chili sauce. I had a thousand locals from Xiangnan taste-test it—they all said the flavor was excellent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was instantly distracted: “What was the final score?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi said, “Out of 100, it scored 95. A few said it wasn’t spicy enough; some said it was too expensive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng considered it. “No product pleases everyone. As long as we capture the majority of the market, we’ve succeeded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi fully agreed. “I brought back a few bottles of the final product. Want to taste it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng nodded. “I’ll try it at lunch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he asked, “How’s the company doing? Did you find a location?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of business, Huang Zhaoyi shed her bedridden fragility and spoke fluently: “We’ve secured the site—in Wangcheng, northwest of Changsha. All paperwork is complete.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’ve also signed agreements with local governments and farmers: we supply the technology and seedlings; they handle planting; we’ll buy back all qualified chilies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She continued: “Of course, this is just the beginning. If the market responds well, we’ll expand cultivation further while also sourcing chilies from additional farmers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked, “How many products will you launch in the first batch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi said, “We’ll start with six: flavored fermented soybeans, spicy crispy oil chilies, flavored chicken oil chilies, beef mince with fermented soybeans, spicy triple dice, and tomato chili. If these sell well, we’ll develop more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For over an hour, they discussed pricing, packaging, and marketing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he asked, “How much initial capital is needed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi said, “The scale is much larger than expected—around 700,000 yuan. You put in 630,000, I’ll put in 70,000.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d planned to cover the entire amount herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the last moment, the words died on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew this man had his own principles—if she handled everything alone, he’d refuse to partner with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be worse than nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would defeat the very purpose of founding Weihao Mei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, her goal wasn’t to make money for herself—she wanted to give him courage, to fund his ambitions, to become the one woman he could never replace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then, even when she aged and lost her beauty, would he never cast her aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>700,000? That’s 200,000 more than the original estimate—but Li Heng said nothing. He had money now. The success of the New Future Tutoring School gave him confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said, “We’ll go to the bank later. I’ll give you the money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As adults with clear goals, Huang Zhaoyi didn’t play games—she accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, the rain that had fallen all night ceased. The clouds parted, and the sun playfully reappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bathing, Huang Zhaoyi applied light makeup under his gaze, then opened her wardrobe and chose an outfit based on his preferences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man adored her lace-trimmed white collar—she’d perfectly satisfied his taste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she turned to him. “Why don’t you nap a little longer? I’ll go cook.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng suddenly asked, “I want fried tofu with golden crust. Do we have any?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi, at the door, replied, “No. I’ll go buy some now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng had never been to the market. “Is the vegetable market far?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi answered, “Very close. Two minutes by bike.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she left, Li Heng didn’t linger in bed. He went to the shower, cleaned himself, changed into the new clothes she’d bought him, then sat on the sofa and picked up the landline phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He called first to Gulou in Jingcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the weekend—Zijin might be there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucky—he got through on the second ring. A voice came through: Li Jianguo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, who’s this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dad, it’s me. Have you had lunch yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just ate? Manzi, what time did you get home last night?” Li Jianguo asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “I got home around eleven last night. Teacher Yu arranged for someone to pick me up at school—it was too late, so I didn’t call you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he asked the real question: “Is Zijin here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianguo handed the receiver to Chen Zijin, who had already walked over, then smiled and stepped away to the courtyard outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Husband, it’s me,” Chen Zijin said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng paused, then asked: “Did you come today, or last night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I came last night. Second sister opened a pastry shop near Renmin University—I came with her in the evening,” Chen Zijin said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng felt guilty, hesitated, then spoke: “Actually, I came to Jingcheng the day before yesterday, but something came up yesterday, and I rushed back to Hushi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Zijin said: “I know. Uncle, Aunt Tian, and Second Sister all told me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she added: “Also, I received the gift you sent me—the necklace is beautiful, I love it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her voice, clearer and sweeter than mountain spring water, Li Heng fell silent. After a long while, he reproached himself: “Aren’t you angry with me? Even if you yelled at me, it’d be better than this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, Chen Zijin’s cheerful expression froze. She glanced at the door and forced back her tears: “I’m not angry. You said you’d come see me properly next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For no reason at all, hearing “I’m not angry” made Li Heng nearly break down—he felt sometimes he was truly a bastard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“During National Day, I’ll come and stay with you. We’ll climb the Great Wall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that promise, Chen Zijin’s smile brightened again: “Mm-hmm, I’ll wait for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They talked for over twenty minutes, until footsteps sounded at the stairwell, when Li Heng said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wife, I’ve got some things to handle here. I’ll call you again later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No phone calls,” Chen Zijin coaxed on the other end. “I want you to write me letters—love letters. One every day, for two months.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng blushed, wondering if that scheming woman had been bragging to her during their arguments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d written Xiao Han a letter every single day without fail for a full month during summer break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now Zijin? She doubled it—two months!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now wasn’t the time to dwell on this. He replied: “Fine. Two months, one letter a day, none repeated.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm, then go ahead and get busy,” Chen Zijin said sweetly. “I’ll go help Uncle and Auntie at the pastry shop soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few more tender exchanges, the call ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he hung up the receiver, Li Heng spun around quickly, staring toward the stairwell—he felt as if a pair of eyes were glaring at him from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the moment he turned—he nearly jumped out of his skin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, was that just a pair of eyes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was two pairs!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This…!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How was this place discovered?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Posted first, will revise later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today I’ve already posted 15,500 characters. Dear masters, please support me with your base monthly votes for March—thank you deeply!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Still more)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2028,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5b835a703a0d31d51c263e85dd8cf5e037be5a43603fe7e30e8350ad75aaecd0","1987-my-era-chapter-501","1987-my-era-chapter-499",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg",{"terms":24,"userReplacements":190},[25,30,35,40,45,50,55,60,65,70,75,80,85,90,95,100,105,110,115,120,125,130,135,140,145,150,155,160,165,170,175,180,185],{"id":26,"raw_term":27,"original_term":28,"translations":29},1802890,"Li Heng","李恆",[],{"id":31,"raw_term":32,"original_term":33,"translations":34},1802891,"Xiao Han","肖涵",[],{"id":36,"raw_term":37,"original_term":38,"translations":39},1802892,"Yang Yingwen","楊應文",[],{"id":41,"raw_term":42,"original_term":43,"translations":44},1802893,"Editor Liao","廖主編",[],{"id":46,"raw_term":47,"original_term":48,"translations":49},1802894,"Zou Ping","鄒平",[],{"id":51,"raw_term":52,"original_term":53,"translations":54},1802895,"Old Master Ba","巴老爺子",[],{"id":56,"raw_term":57,"original_term":58,"translations":59},1802896,"Song Yu","宋妤",[],{"id":61,"raw_term":62,"original_term":63,"translations":64},1802897,"Chen Zijin","陳子衿",[],{"id":66,"raw_term":67,"original_term":68,"translations":69},1802898,"Xiao Feng","肖鳳",[],{"id":71,"raw_term":72,"original_term":73,"translations":74},1802899,"Chen Xiaomi","陳小米",[],{"id":76,"raw_term":77,"original_term":78,"translations":79},1802900,"Chen Siya","陳思雅",[],{"id":81,"raw_term":82,"original_term":83,"translations":84},1802901,"Fu Yanjie","付岩傑",[],{"id":86,"raw_term":87,"original_term":88,"translations":89},1802902,"Mai Sui","麥穗",[],{"id":91,"raw_term":92,"original_term":93,"translations":94},1802903,"Tun Run'e","田潤娥",[],{"id":96,"raw_term":97,"original_term":98,"translations":99},1802904,"Su Daji","蘇妲己",[],{"id":101,"raw_term":102,"original_term":103,"translations":104},1802905,"Liu Yue","柳月",[],{"id":106,"raw_term":107,"original_term":108,"translations":109},1802906,"Liu Jia","劉佳",[],{"id":111,"raw_term":112,"original_term":113,"translations":114},1802907,"Li Jianguo","李建國",[],{"id":116,"raw_term":117,"original_term":118,"translations":119},1802908,"Teacher Yu","余老師",[],{"id":121,"raw_term":122,"original_term":123,"translations":124},1802909,"Yu Shuheng","余淑恆",[],{"id":126,"raw_term":127,"original_term":128,"translations":129},1802910,"Li Lan","李蘭",[],{"id":131,"raw_term":132,"original_term":133,"translations":134},1802911,"Zhou Shihe","周詩禾",[],{"id":136,"raw_term":137,"original_term":138,"translations":139},1802912,"Sun Manning","孫曼寧",[],{"id":141,"raw_term":142,"original_term":143,"translations":144},1802913,"Ye Ning","葉寧",[],{"id":146,"raw_term":147,"original_term":148,"translations":149},1802914,"Liu Yanling","劉艷玲",[],{"id":151,"raw_term":152,"original_term":153,"translations":154},1802915,"Wei Xiaozhu","魏曉竹",[],{"id":156,"raw_term":157,"original_term":158,"translations":159},1802916,"Fake Daoist","假道士",[],{"id":161,"raw_term":162,"original_term":163,"translations":164},1802917,"Zhang Zhiyong","張志勇",[],{"id":166,"raw_term":167,"original_term":168,"translations":169},1802918,"Yang Cheng","陽成",[],{"id":171,"raw_term":172,"original_term":173,"translations":174},1802919,"Huang Zhaoyi","黃昭儀",[],{"id":176,"raw_term":177,"original_term":178,"translations":179},1802920,"Huang Ziyue","黃子悅",[],{"id":181,"raw_term":182,"original_term":183,"translations":184},1802921,"Principal Sun","孫校長",[],{"id":186,"raw_term":187,"original_term":188,"translations":189},1802922,"Dai Qing","戴清",[],{}]