Early morning, Su Yan woke up. He glanced at Shinozaki Ikumi, who was lying beside him, naked and hugging his arm. Gently, he slipped his arm free and pulled the blanket over her.
"This place is a bit shabby… time to upgrade to a big villa. I'll buy one first—once it's renovated, it can be our wedding house."
As Su Yan prepared breakfast, he muttered to himself.
Not long after he got up, he heard movement behind him.
"You can cook?"
Turning around, Su Yan saw Shinozaki Ikumi walking into the kitchen barefoot, wearing a bathrobe. Her hair wasn't fully dried yet, and her pale legs and arms were partially exposed.
Seeing her like this, Su Yan couldn't help recalling last night, and his thoughts instantly heated up.
"You're this rich, and you still cook your own breakfast?" Shinozaki Ikumi smiled.
"No matter how good the food made by a hired chef is, it can never express how much you value someone," Su Yan replied.
"So you're saying you value me a lot?" She stepped forward, wrapping one arm around his shoulder and pressing herself against his arm.
"Woman, you're playing with fire."
Feeling the softness against him, Su Yan blurted out a cliché line from romance novels.
As expected, Shinozaki Ikumi immediately stepped back, clutching her stomach as she burst into laughter.
"Su Yan, that line was way too cringey. You sounded just like the dumb male lead from those over-the-top CEO romance dramas."
"…"
"I thought you liked that."
"I do! Say it again—I'll laugh at you for the rest of my life. When I'm ninety or even a hundred, I'll still bring it up to tease you."
"Hmph, vulgar!" Su Yan retorted, annoyed.
"Man, are you angry?" She stepped closer again, lifting his chin with her finger and mimicking his tone.
Su Yan tossed aside the spatula, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her hard—only letting go once she had no energy left to tease him.
"This is all your fault. My honey-glazed eggs are burnt," he said regretfully, looking at the pan.
"It's fine, I can eat burnt food too. My mouth is too sweet right now—I need something bitter to balance it," she continued teasing.
"But Ikumi… you said you'd still use that line to mock me when you're ninety or a hundred. What does that mean? I'll only be with my wife at that age…" Su Yan found his opening to counterattack.
Shinozaki Ikumi narrowed her eyes.
"Alright, I accept your proposal!" Su Yan smiled.
"What do you mean you accept my proposal? You're supposed to propose to me! You should give me a ring, pick a special moment, and say something romantic—how did it turn into me proposing first?!"
Before she could finish, Su Yan pulled out a small box from his pocket and slipped a ring onto her finger before she could react.
"There. Sudden enough?"
"Eh…"
She looked at the ring on her finger.
"This is… a proposal ring?"
"Yep."
"You planned this?"
"No, I just bought the ring earlier and was waiting for the right moment. You asked me to propose just now, so you can't get mad," Su Yan said with a grin, pulling her robe over her shoulders.
"So I didn't bother asking for your permission—I just put it on."
"No, that doesn't count! You're cheating. Do it again… I need to reject you three to five times first…" She tried to take the ring off.
"Hey, hey—if you take it off, it won't count anymore. Then it won't be a sincere, surprising proposal."
She froze immediately.
After taking a deep breath for a long time, she glared at him.
You totally took advantage of me!
Another year passed. Su Yan turned thirty.
He returned once again to Shinozaki Ikumi's home for the New Year.
This time, Shinozaki Aki's attitude toward him was noticeably warmer.
"When are you two getting married?" she asked kindly.
"Anytime. I'll let Ikumi decide the date… of course, Auntie, you can discuss it with her," Su Yan said with a smile, glancing at Ikumi, who was focused on eating.
Her chopsticks dropped instantly, her dark eyes filled with silent accusation.
What are you doing?!
It's New Year's—can't you let me relax?!
That night, at 10 PM, Shinozaki Ikumi sent a message:
"My mom is pressuring me to marry you within the first half of the year. If you agree, she'll pick the date."
First half of the year… less than five months.
Su Yan smiled and replied:
"No problem."
"Of course you'd say that. This time last year, I was still single, and now I'm about to become a married woman…" Her message carried a mix of teasing and reluctance.
"Same here," Su Yan replied.
He knew her little bit of resentment would disappear within half an hour.
If you don't tease your girlfriend now, you won't get the chance after marriage.
In the winter season of January, 'One Piece' Season 2 aired.
The Arlong Park arc—Nami's tragic past and Luffy's crew storming the fish-men base—ignited fans worldwide.
The scene where Nami stabbed the fish-man mark on her arm sent fans' anger soaring.
And when Luffy defeated Arlong—
[So satisfying!!!]
Dimensional Pictures' profits surpassed 10 billion that year.
Even long after its ending, 'Mobile Suit Gundam SEED' remained their top source of merchandise revenue.
Meanwhile, Su Yan paid little attention to these numbers.
All his attention was on the wedding in April.
Mid-April, Tokyo.
The wedding was grand—attended by top figures from the Xia Nation and global entertainment, broadcast by over a hundred media outlets.
The photo of Su Yan and Shinozaki Ikumi sharing a ceremonial drink dominated headlines worldwide for a week.
Many fans cried that night.
[Su Yan got married… my youth is over…]
Married life didn't differ much—except that now they returned to a luxurious villa, and discussions often drifted from work… to the bedroom.
That summer became the most explosive season in four years:
'Rurouni Kenshin' (TV) on Sakura TV
'Naruto' Season 2 on Zhongxia TV
'Mobile Suit Gundam Zeta Gundam' on Hudu TV
Three giants competing head-to-head.
Time passed.
In December, Shinozaki Ikumi became pregnant.
Su Yan stayed home more, writing scripts while caring for her.
Soon, new works were prepared—including 'Death Note' and 'Steins; Gate'.
A year later, she gave birth to twins.
At 31, Su Yan became a father overnight.
And those two children had no idea their father had already built a fortune exceeding 20 billion—and still growing.
Three more years passed.
During the Spring Festival season, 'Spirited Away' grossed 4.4 billion globally, ranking second in history.
Su Yan, now 34, still looked in his twenties.
Walking through the streets with masks on, he and Shinozaki Ikumi held their children's hands.
The kids pointed excitedly at posters:
"That's Aunt Xiaoqian!"
"That's Sister Zhuang Yuxin!"
"That's Aunt Qingyuan!"
Later, at Shi Peihua's son's wedding—
Fourteen years had passed.
Su Yan stood beside his wife and friends, holding his children's hands.
For the first time, something in his heart settled.
"I'm Su Yan," he said with a smile. "Chairman of Dimensional Pictures."
"You finally figured that out?" Shinozaki Ikumi teased.
"Dad, you look really handsome today!" his son said.
"Yeah… you're smiling more naturally now," Ikumi added.
Su Yan simply smiled.
"I think… my transition period in this world is over."
Looking at everyone around him—his wife, children, friends—
"This is just the beginning," he said.
"Our peak hasn't even arrived yet."
"What kind of project next?" they asked.
"A tragic one," Su Yan said.
[Wait… here it comes…]
[His true nature is showing again…]
"One that makes audiences cry and rage."
"Good," they all agreed.
The camera shutter clicked.
The moment froze into a photograph.
Everyone smiled.
And so—
The story came to an end.
—THE END—
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T/N: That's the end of 'Depressive-style Screenwriter' 🎬. Thanks for sticking with this novel from beginning to end 🙏. It definitely had its flaws here and there, but overall, it was a fun ride.
I'll be releasing a new novel soon—possibly as early as tomorrow ⏳. It's a bit different from this one. The title is 'We Agreed to Make Trashy Anime—So What's with Attack on Titan?' 🎭
I've also made a poster for the new novel 🖼️. Feel free to create and share your own versions using AI or send the prompts—I'd love to see your take on it 🤖✨
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