Shen Yuanbai was stunned. "This is blatant plagiarism!"

"No."

Shi Heng put down his wine glass and tapped his knuckles on the table twice. "This is a declaration of war."

The box was completely silent.

Everyone stared at the upside-down gentian flower.

The curvature of the petals and the direction of the veins are exactly as they designed.

This kind of pixel-level reproduction goes far beyond the scope of ordinary plagiarism.

"The technical department is tracking down all personnel who have had access to the original manuscript. I want to know where the leak occurred."

Shi Heng's voice was as calm as the sea before a storm.

Lu Yichen agreed and quickly walked out of the box to make a phone call.

At the other end of the table.

Ke Yang poked the steak on the plate, and the sauce seeped into the side dishes, dyeing the broccoli dark red.

Zheng Dong nudged him with his elbow. "Breakup? You're so lost."

"It's worse than a broken heart."

Ke Yang pushed the plate away with a wry smile, "Tan Min's parents don't agree with us..."

The phone vibrated, interrupting the conversation.

Shi Heng swiped the screen and a message from Gu Youran popped up:

Please help Ke Yang, Tan Min is very sad.

Just a few simple words softened his stern features.

He replied "OK".

Then he looked at Ke Yang and said, "If you want to be the son-in-law of the Tan family, you have to show what you can do to make them look at you in the eye."

Ke Yang looked up suddenly and asked anxiously, "Then what should I do?"

"Come with me to the capital to develop."

Shi Heng said bluntly, "You've done well in Cloud City, but you need a bigger platform."

Ke Yang hesitated, "But if I go to Beijing, I won't be able to see Tan Min."

"She is the only daughter of the Tan family."

Shi Heng wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief.

"What you should be thinking about is not long-distance relationships, but how to narrow the class gap."

"After all, those who covet this position..."

"You're never the only one."

Ke Yang remained silent.

…

The other side.

Gu Youran walked out of the hospital gate and hailed a taxi.

Report the address that you have recited countless times in your heart.

An hour later.

Gu Youran stood in front of the brand new iron gate of "Yuncheng Children's Welfare Institute".

In a trance, I saw the little girl holding the iron railing and looking out twenty years ago.

"What a big change..." she murmured softly.

The old building of the welfare home has been transformed into a modern three-story structure. Only the old locust tree at the entrance is still standing, but there are now colorful slides and swings around it.

"Yes, twenty years."

Gu Youran turned around suddenly.

Renault stood three steps behind her in a dark gray coat.

Lei Shuangcheng stood aside with a briefcase in his hand and smiled helplessly at her.

"Why are you here too?" Gu Youran's voice was a little dry.

Renault's eyes swept across her slightly red eyes, "Let me see the place where you lived as a child."

"Mr. Lei!"

A young security guard ran out and opened the side door attentively.

"You're here again! The kids love the new rides and are rushing to play them every day."

"The dean is not here today..."

"I'm not here to see the dean."

Renault interrupted him, his eyes still fixed on Gu Youran, "Just visiting."

Lei Shuangcheng stopped at the door and said, "I'm going to the car to deal with the documents."

He watched the two of them walk side by side into the welfare home, shook his head and sighed, "We agreed to just take a look and leave..."

Gu Youran suddenly ran towards the old locust tree and stroked a scratch on the trunk with his fingers.

"I once buried a glass bead under a tree when I was four!"

She turned to the newly built library and said, "This used to be our open-air cafeteria. In the winter, our hands would freeze when we ate."

Renault followed her quietly, his eyes following her joyful figure.

When Gu Youran said that more than ten people used to squeeze into one dormitory, a dark emotion flashed in his eyes.

After turning the corner of the cafeteria, Gu Youran suddenly froze in place.

A hunched figure was laboriously weeding the flower bed.

"Auntie Li?" Her voice trembled.

The old man turned slowly, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened. "You are... Little Raindrop? Is it Little Raindrop?"

A hand like a dead branch grabbed Gu Youran's wrist, "God has mercy on me, allowing me to see you before I die..."

Gu Youran's tears burst out.

This old man was the only caregiver who would secretly give her an extra spoonful of meat.

Mother Li suddenly looked around nervously and took out a yellowed photo from her pocket.

"This... Old Zhang asked me to give it to you before he died."

The words "Sorry" were written crookedly on the back of the photo.

"That year, a young man came looking for someone in a luxury car, holding a necklace..."

Li Ma lowered her voice very low, "It's clearly yours, but Old Zhang pushed Chunhua to claim it."

"I secretly saw...he accepted a thick stack of money..."

Gu Youran felt dizzy, and Renault's hand held her back firmly.

In the photo, the four-year-old girl is smiling carefree, completely unaware that her fate is being tampered with.

Renault took out a thick envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to Li Ma, "Thank you for taking care of Xiao Yudian over the years."

Li Ma waved her hands repeatedly, her face full of rejection, "No, no, no..."

"Mother Li."

Gu Youran took the envelope and put it into the old man's trembling hands.

"You've taken care of me, and this is my token of my gratitude. You're old now, and it's time for you to return home and enjoy a peaceful and comfortable life."

Li Ma's eyes moistened, and she clutched the envelope tightly in her fingers. "Little Raindrop has grown up... That's great..."

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