Boss Liu observed Yang Han suspiciously and said tentatively, "Nothing. I just saw one of the newcomers' stories in the competition, and his style was very similar to yours."

Across from him, Yang Han said "Oh" and then flew into a rage: "Boss Liu, what on earth are you trying to say?"

Boss Liu didn't see anything else unnatural on Yang Han, so she suppressed her suspicion, poured Yang Han a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, I didn't mean anything else. I was just joking. I just saw that the data this time was not ideal, and I was too anxious." At first, Boss Liu was very angry. She had invested a lot of money and silver in this competition, especially betting big on Yang Han, just for Yang Han's instinct to come out on top, bring greater fame to Liangyuan Bookstore, and make more money in the future.

It was precisely because of this that she, who usually had a bad temper, complimented Yang Han. However, after seeing today's data and the quality of Yang Han's storybook, Boss Liu lost her temper without paying attention.

Thinking that the competition was not over yet and she still had to rely on Yang Han, and looking at Yang Han's natural appearance, she suppressed her doubts again.

Boss Liu persuaded Yang Han to finally calm down and soften her tone, "Boss Liu, this is only the first day. Don't worry. It will be fine. Besides, doesn't Boss Liu have other plans?"

After fooling Boss Liu, Yang Han turned around and left Liangyuan Bookstore. His face immediately darkened and he felt panic in his heart. Recalling what Boss Liu said, Yang Han walked towards the competition venue.

In the evening, most people went home and there were fewer people at the stadium.

Yang Han was the first to go to her storybook to check the voting data. She glanced at it, frowning. As expected, not many people voted. Last year, Yang Han participated in the storybook competition for the first time, and the data was much lower than on the first day of the year.

Yang Han went to Taohua Bookstore again, looking for the "Mo Ci Zui" that Boss Liu had mentioned. After seeing the votes that were more than his own, and then seeing the content of the storybook, Yang Han's face changed drastically. He plagiarized Shen Ci's storybook, and was most familiar with the latter's storybook style. After just a quick glance, Yang Han was 100% sure that this storybook was written by Shen Ci.

Yang Han stumbled, and the dim night blurred his panicked expression.

Chen Ci actually participated in the storytelling competition!

No wonder Boss Liu was suspicious.

It's probably not just Boss Liu who has doubts, there may be other people too.

In the dim light of the lantern, it was hard to hide the paleness of her face. She didn't move, but her eyes kept rolling.

No, she couldn't let anyone find out. Once she was found out, she would be ruined.

Chen Ci, ah Chen Ci, why didn't you treat me well in the beginning? Why did you force me?

"This Mo Cizui storybook is so good. I wonder if Jiang Liang will take a different path after his rebirth. He's so pitiful."

"I hope Chu Li can help him."

"Mo Cizui is truly amazing. He actually wrote a story with such an engaging plot. I want to vote for him and even get my family to vote for him."

At this moment, a sinister, slightly aged female voice suddenly rang out: "Mo Cizui's words were copied from someone else. You've been deceived. He's a disgusting man. He relies on his good looks to seduce married women and even likes to hang out with multiple women. How dare you like this kind of person?"

The girl who was about to write her name was a little girl. She was not familiar with the man who was echoing Mo Cizui's story with her.