Chapter 8: If you want the relic, publicly apologize to Sese
It was Lu Zhenzhu who answered the phone.
Jiang Sesu was angry, but her tone was pitiful.
"Sister, don't get me wrong. I just want Ah Huai to accompany me. I'm so scared. Sister, you won't be angry, right?"
She said pitifully.
"I didn't want to disturb Ah Huai so late, but I was looking through my address book, and he was the only person I could rely on. He was like a brother to me."
Lu Zhenzhu pressed the quilt with her legs, pressing the silk quilt tightly, carelessly.
"I'm not angry."
What’s the use of being angry?
This kind of thing depends on the man.
Gu Huai wanted to go, and it was useless for her to stop him.
Lu Zhenzhu is so generous?
Jiang Sesu frowned, wondering if she was playing any tricks, and said cautiously, "I'll just endure it and leave Ah Huai alone."
As soon as she finished speaking, a rumbling sound rang out. Jiang Sese screamed in fear and cried out in fear. Remembering that she was on the phone, she covered her mouth with her hands, and only fragmented crying came out of her lips.
This kind of crying is more heartbreaking than crying directly.
Seeing Gu Huai's distressed face, Lu Zhenzhu was upset and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. Your brother A Huai will be here soon."
Jiang Sesu remained silent, just sobbing softly.
"You want me to go accompany her?" Gu Huai hung up the phone, his narrow eyes half-closed, looking unhappy. He pulled the quilt hard and pulled back the woman who was wrapped like a silkworm cocoon.
Lu Zhenzhu listened to the sound of rain outside and suddenly took the initiative to hug his neck. "I said I'm afraid of thunder and lightning too, and I want you to accompany me. Can't you go and accompany her?"
As she spoke, she moved closer, her cheek pressed against the man's face, her breath was sweet, and there was no trace of tenderness on her face.
"Ahuai, I'm scared too."
Gu Huaixin trembled inexplicably, thinking of Jiang Sese's crying, and pulled her away, "Azhu, I know you are not afraid of thunder and lightning, I'll go see Sese."
He picked up the shirt from the ground, buttoned it up slowly, and fastened his belt.
Seeing this scene, which was exactly what she had imagined, Lu Zhenzhu's heart was torn apart, and the pain slowly consumed her.
Look, he only has Jiang Sesu in his heart.
Jiang Sesu has always been his exception.
She didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
Gu Huai dressed himself, leaned over and kissed her red lips, "Don't think too much, you heard it too, Sese treats me as a brother, and I treat her as a sister."
"Okay." Lu Zhenzhu nodded, watching the man's back as he strode away. The smile on her face gradually faded. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom, wet her face towel and wiped her lips.
She came out and stood in front of the window. The cold wind blew on her face, wrapped in rain, making her shiver.
Looking down at the tall figure, she gave a mocking smile.
Brother or sister?
They should be loving brothers and sisters.
The next day, Aunt Zhang came to call her for breakfast.
Lu Zhenzhu didn't see Gu Huai come back, and her phone lit up when she was halfway through her meal.
Pick up the phone and open the MMS that Jiang Sesu sent her.
On the screen, a man was lying on the bed with his upper body naked, sleeping contentedly with his eyes closed. He was holding a woman in a sexy suspender pajamas in his arms. The woman's face was flushed, and a kiss mark could be faintly seen on her neck.
Lu Zhenzhu stared at the bed photo of the two of them, her hands holding the phone trembling. She gritted her teeth and used so much force with her fingers that veins appeared on the back of her hands.
"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"
Aunt Zhang came over with some chopped pickles, and seeing that she looked unhappy, she showed concern.
Even if Aunt Zhang knew about Gu Huai and Jiang Sese, Lu Zhenzhu didn't want to lose face in front of her.
Trying her best to control her anger, her chest rising and falling violently revealed her restless heart. She shook her head: "It's okay."
Aunt Zhang hesitated to speak, and without asking any more questions, she turned and left, leaving her space.
As soon as she left, Lu Zhenzhu let go of the phone, and it slammed onto the small plate, which cracked in the middle, leaving only two cracks instead of breaking.
Lu Zhenzhu felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She leaned weakly against the back of the chair, feeling unbearable heartache.
So I can't wait to see Jiang Sesu, because I want to roll together.
She felt nauseous, not sure if it was because of anger or something else, but her stomach was cramping.
Looking at the screen that didn't turn off and the cracks on the plate, Lu Zhenzhu looked at them intently and suddenly laughed out loud, which was both sad and funny.
She and Gu Huai are like this plate. It looks like there is nothing wrong with it and it can still be used, but the cracks in the plate will not disappear and it makes her feel disgusted every time she sees them.
She should give up on Gu Huai.
Lu Zhenzhu finished her meal and was about to go out when she ran into Gu Huai who had just returned.
The man answered the phone with one hand, grabbed her arm and pulled her back to the sofa.
"I'll take her to the press conference at ten o'clock."
After ending the call, he pressed his temples and said, "Come with me to the press conference later. Openly state that you plagiarized Sese and apologize to her."
Lu Zhenzhu's heart suddenly turned cold, and she shook off his hand. "To clarify for her, you still want to hold a press conference? I didn't plagiarize her. Posting an apology on Weibo is my biggest concession. Gu Huai, don't push me too far."
The man pulled her over again and frowned, "They're both apologies, what's the difference?"
"Azhu, the press conference is ready. Whether you like it or not, you have to attend."
Lu Zhenzhu was furious, her heart as cold as ice. "I won't attend. If you force me again, there's no way we can discuss the apology. Let the netizens guess."
Gu Huai held her hand and asked, "You don't want your mother's painting of the blue bird anymore?"
"The painting has been restored to the greatest extent possible. Sese bought it and will give it to you for free if you attend."
That was my mother's relic.
The comb had been destroyed and the bluebird became the last relic.
The mother wanted the painting to stay with her forever.
Seeing the ruthlessness in the man's eyes, Lu Zhenzhu felt like she was hit by a blow.
The two men teamed up to force her.
"Okay, I need to get the painting first."
Gu Huai was dissatisfied, "Azhu, you don't believe me? I won't lie to you."
Lu Zhenzhu didn't say anything, just looked at him coldly.
Press conference.
Many cameras were pointed at Lu Zhenzhu, and she bowed to Jiang Sesur with a wooden face and apologized.
"Ms. Jiang, my 'Breaking the Cocoon' plagiarized your 'Rebirth'. I hereby solemnly apologize to you and hope you can forgive me."
Jiang Sesu helped her up and took her hand like a good sister.
"Sis, if you apologize sincerely, I won't be angry about this matter, and I won't pursue it. However, we are both painters, so I still have something to say to you. In our industry, plagiarism is the most taboo. I hope you will learn a lesson and never do the same thing again."
Lu Zhenzhu withdrew her arm, turned around and left without saying a word.
There was a hint of success in Jiang Sesu's eyes.
Someone in the audience was furious, "You plagiarized, what's your attitude? Miss Jiang has warned you well, but you still don't repent."
"If you ask me, Miss Jiang is just too kind. She shouldn't be let off so easily. She should be held accountable by a lawyer. She should be made notorious and never be able to make a living."
There was a chorus of agreement from below.
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