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

Lu Ranran returned to the room and touched her cheek.

It was incredibly hot.

Thinking of the scene of Shen Xiling "picking flowers" just now, his heartbeat, which had been steady, gradually accelerated again.

A strange emotion spread in my heart.

What on earth is Shen Xiling thinking about?

Maybe as a president, he likes to do everything perfectly.

Therefore, Shen Xiling also did his best in playing the roles of husband and wife.

In comparison, Lu Ranran is always startled and his emotions are up and down, which is too unprofessional.

Thinking of her blushing and heartbeat just now, and the ambiguous and subtle atmosphere, which was just a product of someone else's careful design, Lu Ranran suddenly felt a little sad.

Then she patted her face, walked around the room a few times, and calmed herself down.

Lu Ranran, you can't stop complaining about yourself and wasting your time!

She had more important things to do.

The next day, Lu Ranran got up early and prepared to immerse himself in writing to increase the amount of manuscripts he had in his archives.

When I went down to the restaurant, I found that Shen Xiling had finished breakfast and was ready to go out.

Thinking about what happened last night...

Lu Ranran lowered her head unconsciously and slowed down her pace going downstairs.

Shen Xiling, however, seemed as if nothing had happened.

He took the coat handed to him by Li Ma, buttoned up his cuffs, and asked casually:

"What are you going to do today?"

Lu Ranran pulled out the chair at the dining table and whispered:

"I'm going to write something and borrow some books from the library."

Shen Xiling nodded.

Before leaving, he stood at the entrance, as if he remembered something, and turned around and said:

"There's a study upstairs."

"I bought a lot of books when I was in school. You can go and see if there is anything you like."

"besides......"

Shen Xiling's words were interrupted here.

This caused Lu Ranran to raise her head from the dining table and look at Shen Xiling in confusion.

Their eyes met, and Shen Xiling's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of flowers again.

"You can see the peach blossoms in the yard from the window."

After saying that, Shen Xiling turned and left, leaving only Lu Ranran and a hot cheek.

Don't give him another chance next time!

Lu Ranran thought bitterly.

However, despite this, Lu Ranran immediately ran to the study room that Shen Xiling mentioned after finishing breakfast.

As soon as she opened the door, Lu Ranran was shocked by the number of books in the room.

The study is a small square space. Apart from a simple desk and a simple wooden bookshelf behind the desk, almost all the rest of the space is occupied by various books.

The floor is covered with soft carpets, and there are several small folding lazy sofas scattered among them.

Two small windows had been opened, and bright light filled the room.

At this time, Aunt Wu came up with hot tea.

"Since the young master graduated, he has rarely come to the study."

"But a few days before you came, the young master asked me to clean this room."

Lu Ranran was surprised, "A few days before I came?"

"Yes!" Aunt Wu pointed at the piles of books under the window, "Over there, those are the new books that the young master bought."

Lu Ranran looked in the direction that Wu Ma pointed, and vaguely saw the titles of the books on the spines. Many of them were books that she had read many times and couldn't put down.

"He..." Lu Ranran tried to ask, "Did he say why he bought those new books?"

"Oh!" Aunt Wu smiled and waved her hands, "Why are we asking so many questions? When the young master was in school, he bought books in piles. We are used to it."

Lu Ranran thought so too.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Wu, Lu Ranran pulled the lazy sofa to the side of the "new book", flipped through it casually, and was surprised to find a familiar mark on the last page.

"Collection of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School Library".

Isn't this the high school she attended? !

What is the relationship between Shen Xiling and Nancheng No. 1 Middle School? Could it be that the two are alumni?

Just then, Aunt Wu knocked on the door and reported that the young master's mother had arrived.

Lu Ranran temporarily put the matter of the book behind her and hurried downstairs to greet him.

Zhang Yuzhi was drinking tea in the living room.

When he saw Lu Ranran, he stood up with a smile and looked her up and down.

Only then did Lu Ranran realize that she was still wearing loose home clothes.

This was really rude in front of Zhang Yuzhi, who was dressed so well.

Lu Ranran was feeling embarrassed about her own roughness, so she naturally didn't notice the mockery in Zhang Yuzhi's eyes.

She calmly withdrew her gaze, picked up the gift box beside her and handed it to Lu Ranran.

"This is a photo of your parents. I picked out a frame for you. I hope you like it."

Lu Ranran was very surprised and grateful:

"Thanks... Mom."

When Zhang Yuzhi heard this address, she smiled even more. She pulled the person to sit next to her and said:

"Besides this, I was asked to do something else today."

Lu Ranran reluctantly turned her eyes away from the gift box and smiled sweetly.

"Tell me, is there anything I can do?"

Zhang Yuzhi nodded. "That's right. You should know Wu Zhi, right?"

Wu Zhi is Nancheng's leading screenwriter. Lu Ranran has certainly heard of his name.

He is able to combine artistry and commerciality, and one episode of his script is said to be able to sell for a sky-high price, which is the ceiling for all writers in South City.

"He and I are old acquaintances."

"He has been wanting to invite you to his studio since the Micro Film Festival ended."

"Doesn't this mean I'm being invited to be a lobbyist?"

In fact, after the award ceremony, Lu Ranran received an invitation from Wu Zhi.

It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.

But Lu Ranran was not confident in facing more audiences and readers.

She prefers to write about something she likes and is interested in, and then meet readers with the same interests and hobbies.

Facing Zhang Yuzhi, Lu Ranran plucked up the courage to express his thoughts.

Zhang Yuzhi expressed her full understanding.

"My grandmother and I have met many authors over the years, and most of them are like you."

“We don’t lack genius, but we lack genius that can be understood by others.”

"Ran Ran, I know your talent is not limited to this."

"With this opportunity, you may be able to get in touch with more, experience more, and have a broader vision and life experience, rather than being an author who only knows how to sit at a desk and daydream."

Zhang Yuzhi's words were sincere, and her deep love for her was obvious.

Her warm hand covered the back of Lu Ranran's hand.

At this moment, she is a teacher who cares about the younger generation, and also like a mother who truly loves her children.

"Ran Ran, you actually want to be seen, don't you?"

Since childhood, Lu Ranran was taught not to be too ostentatious.

Chu Yue taught her that this would cause jealousy, and Lu Keke would be eyeing her covetously, and if she wasn't careful, her work would be taken away as her own.

Under such circumstances, it is really not easy to have a little world of your own.

But she knew that whether she was secretly participating in the competition or quietly writing novels, these were all evidence that she had never given in.

When Zhang Yuzhi sincerely encouraged her to take a step forward, Lu Ranran felt that the calm river in her heart had encountered a violent storm and was rushing forward with a roar.

Her eyes welled up and she smiled confidently.

"Okay, I'm willing to try."

Lu Ranran spoke with a firm tone and bravely took the first step towards the future.