"you……"

Lin Zhaojiang's throat tightened. "What do you want to write?"

"I don't know."

Song Wan smiled and leaned comfortably on his shoulder, her soft, downy hair rubbing against his chin like a kitten, her delicate fragrance filling his nostrils.

He was losing control, but afraid of giving himself away, he could only cover his embarrassment with a soft cough, and then tried to push her away a little as subtly as possible...

"If I were to write it, I wouldn't want to write such a tragic story." Song Wan looked up at him with her small face. "I want to write about what happened between us!"

Lin Zhaojiang's lips twitched slightly, and his eyes held something she couldn't understand.

"What about us?"

"Mmm!" Song Wan smiled innocently, "I'm going to write down all the good things you've done for me."

"What about the bad things I've done for you?"

"What have you done wrong to me?"

Lin Zhaojiang felt a pang of pain in his heart and gently embraced her.

“Before…” he mumbled the two words.

He really treated her badly before, summoning her at will and dismissing her at will, treating her like a pet. When he was happy, he would pat her head and coax her, but when he was unhappy...

Lin Zhaojiang had no idea how Song Wan had endured those terrifying days.

She lived a humble and timid life by his side every day, yet even in her moments of madness and forgetting everything else, she never forgot to love him, nor did she forget to love their child.

"Huh?" Song Wan was taken aback. "What do you mean, 'before'?"

"It's nothing." Lin Zhaojiang gently kissed her hair and smiled. "Wanwan, if you're willing to write, I'll fully support you."

"Thank you," Song Wan said with a smile, "but I already have someone supporting me, and a professional at that!"

"who?"

"Hmm..." The little woman blinked mysteriously, "It's a secret for now!"

Lin Zhaojiang had already figured out most of it; this professional was most likely Xiao Liran.

He just hoped that Xiao Liran wouldn't cause any trouble like Wu An'an did.

*

With Xiao Liran's evidence and Liu Yunkang's testimony, Wu An'an was quickly taken away by the relevant departments for investigation.

Besides impersonating others to leak exam questions, there were also false reports and various scandals that caused the market value of Yunshi Morning Post to plummet to its lowest point, almost forcing it to close down.

Meanwhile, Wu An'an was still dreaming of having Xiao Liran get rid of Song Wan.

While she was being held in the police station, she still fantasized that Xiao Liran would bail her out.

Xiao Liran did come that day, but she was dressed in all black and wearing sunglasses. Her aura was imposing and dignified, and she didn't seem to be there to rescue her, but rather to send her to hell.

"President Xiao!"

Wu An'an looked nervous. "You...you brought a lawyer? How are they going to defend me?"

"Editor-in-Chief Wu," Xiao Liran sneered, looking at her with amusement, "even at a time like this, you still expect someone to defend you?"

"this……"

"You still consider me your ally?" Xiao Liran said sneer. "Wu An'an, what's going on in your head? Haven't you ever thought about why I should ally with you?"

“President Xiao, you…” Wu An’an’s eyes widened, her mind a complete mess.

Logically speaking, her plan shouldn't have gone wrong... Xiao Liran is Lin Zhaojiang's ex-wife and has feelings for him, so she should hate Song Wan!

She could also use someone else to do her dirty work, eliminating that thorn in her side without anyone noticing.

How come everything has changed now?

"Wu An'an," Xiao Liran curled her lips, "Don't assume everyone is as stupid as you, oh no, I should say don't assume everyone is as despicable as you!"

"Mr. Xiao..."

"You've been trying to use me from the very beginning to get close to your CEO Lin! Ha, so that when I'm fighting tooth and nail with Song Wan, you can reap the benefits. Am I right?"

"No!" Wu An'an exclaimed anxiously, "President Xiao, please let me explain. I was genuinely trying to help you!"

"I can hear your scheme even from abroad! You dare say you've never been jealous of Song Wan? You dare say you won't ruin her?"

Wu An'an stood frozen in place, dumbfounded, unable to utter a single word.

Xiao Liran picked up her bag and prepared to leave, throwing out a sentence as she went, "I'm not here to bail you out, but to tell you that you're going to be in jail!"

"Also, I've never had any feelings for Lin Zhaojiang, and I'm not the kind of woman you think I am... Wu An'an, I strongly disagree with your way of doing things. You should learn how to write the words 'upright and honest' while you're in prison!"

"Oh, right, one last thing." Xiao Liran turned around and smiled at her, "I'm the one who exposed you for using Liu Yunkang's name to leak the exam questions!"

Wu An'an slumped into the chair, feeling as if her soul had been ripped away.

Xiao Liran walked out of the police station, took a deep breath, and then her phone suddenly rang.

It was Rachel's voice on the other end: "Boss, where are you?"

"Where else could it be!" Xiao Liran quickly took a few steps to the side. "They came to see Wu An'an. What bad luck!"

"Then I'll tell you something that won't bring bad luck..."

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

"I received a submission today."

Xiao Liran chuckled, "Doesn't this kind of thing happen every day? When is your inbox ever empty? Don't even mention one submission, there are hundreds or thousands of submissions every day, and you're always complaining that you can't keep up!"

“This is different!” Rachel’s excited tone carried a hint of mystery. “This article is refreshing, and the idea is good. It’s different from the style of those big writers. It’s not long, but it’s full of genuine feelings. I think with a few revisions, it has a good chance of being published.”

"Oh?" Xiao Liran knew Rachel had high standards; for her to praise someone like that, their writing skills must be exceptional. "What exactly is the content? How is it written? Are you sure it has market value?"

"Why don't you just take a look for yourself and see for yourself!"

"Why was the submission sent to your email address and not mine?"

"Boss!" Rachel said, both amused and exasperated. "When you gave someone a business card last time, wasn't my email address printed on it?"

Xiao Liran suddenly realized, "Could it be..."

“I’m not sure about that,” Rachel said, “but reading these words, I can naturally picture that girl’s gentle voice and face. I believe that words reflect the person!”

“By the way, boss,” Rachel continued, “she submitted the article under a pseudonym… I forwarded the email to you. If you have time now, take a look. I guarantee you’ll like it.”

Rachel hung up the phone after she finished speaking.

The company is not very large now, so she has to keep a close eye on many things at all times.

Xiao Liran opened the file on her phone and glanced at it. The writing was indeed delicate, but some word choices and sentence structures needed further refinement.

But the pen name below caught her attention:

"Yicheng Jiangwan...?" She paused, then laughed. "I really want to see Lin Zhaojiang's expression when he finds out about this!"