After breaking off the engagement, she became the CEO's favorite

"All your mother's belongings are here."

Chu Yue brought Lu Ranran to the basement of the villa.

The old villas in the south city are usually built with a hidden basement, which can provide shelter and shelter during war.

But in this day and age, basements are little more than junk storage rooms.

As soon as the door was opened, thick dust and musty smell filled the air.

Chu Yue covered her mouth and nose, frowned, and stood a little further away, her voice muffled.

"An Ning has a lot of things, and the situation at that time was--Alas," Chu Yue sighed, "Find what you want to find yourself."

"I don't know what's in this pile either."

When Shen Xiling returned home, he saw the living room was full of yellowed papers. Lu Ranran was sitting among the papers with a focused look on his face.

Mother Li brought a glass of water to Lu Ranran who was lying on the ground.

Seeing Shen Xiling coming back, he walked up to him with a worried look on his face and whispered:

"Ran Ran has been sitting there for the whole afternoon, and I don't know what happened."

Shen Xiling nodded, indicating that he would handle it.

Mother Li left after saying "food is in the kitchen", skillfully leaving the space for the two of them.

"What did you find out when you went to the Lu family today?" Shen Xiling sat cross-legged next to Lu Ranran and untied the tie that was around his neck.

Lu Ranran looked down at the computer screen and answered without turning his head:

"I got a bunch of magazines, and..." Lu Ranran tapped the notebook on his knees, "this."

Shen Xiling leaned over curiously, "You still have the notebook from more than ten years ago?"

His strong arms naturally pressed against Lu Ranran's shoulders through the clothes, and his warm breath fanned her neck.

Itchy.

Lu Ranran coughed a few times pretending to be calm, and her hand operating the computer paused.

Then, she held the computer in front of Shen Xiling, and turned around calmly, putting some distance between them.

"You see, it seems like there is everything, but in fact there is nothing."

Shen Xiling took the computer and his fingers gently swept across the back of Lu Ranran's hand.

"This is the mailbox. Hmm, there are documents in the favorites. It seems that Aunt An Ning has the habit of saving scripts..." Shen Xiling glanced at Lu Ranran as he spoke, but unexpectedly found that she was staring at a certain place in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Shen Xiling waved his hand in front of Lu Ranran.

Lu Ranran came back to his senses, turned away and scratched his face gently, "No, I was thinking..."

She was wondering what Shen Xiling meant by touching the back of her hand just now.

But these words must never be said out loud.

So, Lu Ranran casually pulled out a magazine from the pile of magazines beside her, "I was wondering, are these really all my mother's relics..."

“And computers, too.”

"After such a long time, it can still charge and turn on normally, but there is no script document in the computer..."

Lu Ranran is also a screenwriter herself. In addition to fixed software, the most common things in her computer are various folders and various documents with random names.

But An Ning, who is also a screenwriter, has nothing in his computer.

There is not even any documentation for her best screenplay-winning work Turning Around.

"Aunt An Ning is used to writing by hand?" Shen Xiling suggested another direction.

Lu Ranran pointed at the yellowed pile of papers and asked, "Guess if there are any manuscripts in here?"

The answer is naturally no.

"Chu Yueming honestly returned all the things he had kept to me."

"But in reality, no one knows whether she has tampered with anything, deleted or destroyed anything."

Shen Xiling continued:

"Because there is no evidence, we can't ask her whether she did anything wrong."

"She could have blamed it on some dishonest servant, or simply turned the tables and said she was only doing thankless work."

Ever since they found out that Chu Yue had "plagiarized" something, they began thinking about how to find evidence.

The relics had been kept by Chu Yue, so the two had expected that no clues could be found.

"So what do you want to do next?" Shen Xiling asked after closing his notebook.

Lu Ranran pulled his chin and thought:

"Chu Yue can destroy anything she can touch."

"But according to my habit, if I have an idea, I will definitely not write it down in just one place."

"Because inspiration is always a mess at first, and it may leave traces in daily homework or chatting with friends..."

Shen Xiling said:

"So, the next step is to contact Aunt An Ning's former classmates and teachers?"

Lu Ranran smiled and snapped his fingers.

But not long after, she drooped her shoulders with a bitter face again.

“It feels like a really big project…”

To say that Lu Ranran and Shen Xiling have any brilliant plans, that’s not really the case.

The method of judging plagiarism is very crude, nothing more than the color palette and timeline. Now the original manuscript and timeline are just someone else's verbal words, and it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to implement them.

Shen Xiling smiled softly and said comfortingly:

“Every time you take the initiative, you get more information.”

"From this perspective, we are not at a loss."

There are only two points to winning the struggle.

The first is to obtain more information than your opponent, and the second is to act according to the situation and adjust strategies flexibly.

Unlike Chu Yue who can only take passive defense, Lu Ranran can increase his chances of winning every time he takes action.

And if Chu Yue takes one more action, more clues will be revealed.

Lu Ranran pursed her lips and nodded, her expression a little solemn.

"It can only be the......"

the other side.

After Lu Ranran left, Lu Keke came close to Chu Yue and pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Mom, why are you being so nice to that kind of person?"

"He even helped her keep her mother's belongings. If it were me, I would have thrown them all away long ago."

Chu Yue sighed, turned around and scratched Lu Keke's nose hard.

"You are really spoiled by me."

"You're so stupid, don't ever tell anyone that you're my daughter when you go out!"

Lu Keke was not frightened, but hugged Chu Yue's arm more intimately and said coquettishly:

"Mom, she's just annoying. After she got married, she acted like a mean person."

"We can't let her be so proud any longer."

Chu Yue said:

"You learn it well!"

“If you want others not to know something, the best way is not to hide everything.”

"But let her think that what she knows now is all."

Lu Keke was surprised:

"Mom, have you already—"

"I told you," Chu Yue gently touched her daughter's face, "this time, you have to learn well."

"Don't be so impatient all the time."

"Since she wants to know..." Chu Yue murmured, "Then let's let her know."