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

It turned out that after He Yu got married in the United States, his wife had always suspected that he was still in love with his ex-lover, An Ning.

So after receiving the email sent by Gou Qiang and seeing the signature "An Ning" on the script, she contacted a lawyer to notarize this as evidence of He Yu's "cheating".

At the same time, she replied to He Yu's email on his behalf and deleted the email after replying.

In this way, not only would He Yu not know that An Ning had contacted him, but if An Ning had self-knowledge, he would consciously cut off contact with He Yu.

Worst case scenario, if He Yu and An Ning rekindle their old love, she can use this email as evidence of their infidelity and divide He Yu's property in the divorce lawsuit.

"It was only when I got divorced that I found out about this email."

"If you think Lu Ranran and I are in collusion, you can just look at my divorce judgment."

"Anyway, I have been sentenced to leave the house with nothing. If you can prove that Lu Ranran and I conspired together, I will definitely give you half of my property as a thank you."

After these words were spoken, those who had been suspecting that Lu Ranran and He Yu were conspiring were completely convinced by He Yu's "miserable condition".

"I heard that divorce sentences in the United States are very severe, but I didn't expect that he would be kicked out of the house with nothing... I feel a little sorry for him."

"Is this the point?! The point is that Chu Yue is really plagiarizing! It turns out that the clown is actually me..."

"It seems that what happened to Wu Zhi before might have been instigated by Chu Yue. Isn't Xiang Qian a senior executive of her company?!"

"Oh my god, she adopted Lu Ranran just to steal his work, that's so vicious!"

The public opinion reversed in an instant, and Chu Yue fell weakly on the chair, staring at Lu Ranran.

Lu Ranran met her gaze, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and just smiled. There was no smug show-off, nor any victory of revenge.

Just a simple smile.

And just such a simple smile seemed to arouse the deepest fear in Chu Yue's mind.

She suddenly took a breath, her limbs stretched out stiffly, and then she fell down softly as if someone had pulled out all her bones.

“Mom!” Lu Keke quickly supported the limp Chu Yue, “Ambulance! Call an ambulance!”

"Lu Ranran, seeing my mother like this, are you satisfied?"

Lu Keke's eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Before Lu Ranran opened her mouth, the people around her had already argued for her:

"You have brought this upon yourselves, why are you blaming others?"

"You are the screenwriter of Another Life, right? Your mother has been suppressing Lu Ranran just to pave the way for you."

"I have no talent, so what's wrong with being a young lady? I really don't understand you rich people."

Lu Keke was about to have an attack, but the paramedics had already brought a stretcher and took Chu Yue out of the court.

"Lu Ranran, just wait! I'm going to make you pay!"

After saying that, she ran out with the stretcher without looking back, leaving only boos in her wake.

The trial ended just like that.

The plaintiff's lawyer seemed to feel ashamed and disappeared long ago.

Shen's lawyers also had to deal with a series of reporters surrounding the door and get ahead of them.

Shen Xiling and others, under the protection of their lawyers, got on a car to leave the court.

As soon as the car started, He Yu untied his tie impatiently and said coldly:

"It's agreed that I'll produce the manuscript and you'll give me a position."

He Yu was penniless because of the divorce lawsuit, and he contacted Lu Ranran at that time not with the intention of seeking justice for An Ning.

Shen Xiling glanced at Lu Ranran, only to see her looking out the window calmly, and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. He, we will definitely do what we promised."

He handed Chang Hong's business card to He Yu.

"This is a producer I'm familiar with. I remember Mr. He was also a director in the United States. Maybe you will be interested in what he has to say."

He Yu silently took the business card and got out of the car at the hotel without much greeting.

Lu Ranran didn't even look at him.

After the car started again, Shen Xiling spoke:

"How about it."

Lu Ranran let out a long breath and did not directly answer Shen Xiling's question.

"I want to go see my mother."

So, they drove against the flow of traffic towards the outside of the city in the afterglow of the setting sun.

When we arrived at the cemetery, the sun had already set, and the afterglow had dyed the sky a beautiful rose pink.

Lu Ranran squatted in front of An Ning's tomb and reached out to gently touch the words on the stone tablet.

"Mom, I helped you get back the copyright of your work today. Are you happy?"

"Actually, there's no point in asking this question. I can't hear your answer, and I don't like to deceive myself into thinking that you will be very happy..."

Shen Xiling squatted down beside Lu Ranran and gently placed the bouquet of flowers in front of An Ning's tombstone.

"But from what I know about Aunt An Ning, she will definitely be very happy."

"Really?" Lu Ranran turned her head and looked at Shen Xiling.

Different from his usual joking, self-deprecating and toughness, Lu Ranran's eyes revealed a rare uncertainty and doubt.

The watery eyes are set against the rosy sunset, like a pool of spring water rippling by the evening breeze, sparkling and moving.

Shen Xiling's heart softened unconsciously.

"Really, don't lie to you."

The tone was like coaxing a child.

Lu Ranran grinned, as if the fragility just now was just a momentary illusion.

She turned her head and looked at the tombstone for a long time, and suddenly made a face for no apparent reason.

"I hope she won't blame me for just using her to vent my anger."

Lu Ranran, who is used to living a life of hiding, rarely admits that she really hates someone.

"Are you worried about this?" Shen Xiling saw through Lu Ranran and said jokingly.

Sure enough, Lu Ranran blinked at Shen Xiling.

"of course not."

"My mother has passed away. No matter what I ask her, I won't get any answers."

"Everything I do is for myself. Because I am also an author, I hope that every author's hard work can get due feedback."

"I hope that my efforts will be rewarded."

“I hope to create more and better works, I hope to keep writing without hesitation, and I hope that no matter how long I remain unknown, I will eventually be seen and discovered one day.”

“I am lucky, and I hope everyone can be as lucky as me.”

The whispered words dissipated in the wind, and it seemed that only Shen Xiling heard what she said.

But the wind can also carry a single dandelion far away.

One day, this lonely seed will take root in unfamiliar soil and spread all over the field.