Amy didn't care about Wilding's recommendation at first, but when she heard him say that he was going to introduce the two of them now, she couldn't help but worry about herself.
Not long after, Ding Yi led in a girl with delicate features and a scholarly air. The girl wore a mask and transparent-framed glasses. She followed the man with her head down, and even her steps were very cautious.
Seeing the person coming, Amy was the first to react; her panic expression could not be concealed; the wine glasses and cutlery on the table fell to the ground because of her sudden stand up, fortunately they all fell on the carpet and did not break, but the chair behind her also fell to the ground because of her excessive movement, and the moment she fell to the ground still attracted the attention of many people.
"Amy! What are you doing?"
Chongguang looked at the culprit of all this with great anger, fearing that this ignorant woman would annoy the distinguished guests who came today.
Knowing that her current behavior was a bit too abnormal, Amy tried hard to suppress her anxiety. She pretended to be drunk and clung to the man, explaining softly, "Chongguang, I feel a little dizzy. Can you take me to rest first?"
Wilding sensed the woman's desire to escape and spoke out to stop her: "What? You're leaving without even saying hello to someone you know? What are you afraid of, our screenwriter?"
Chongguang heard the ambiguous words from the man behind him and felt that things were not that simple. He tentatively asked Amy beside him, but his tone was also very cold: "Do you know each other?"
The girl who just came in took off the mask on her face, exposing her appearance completely. Chongguang looked at the girl and felt that she was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen her.
Hearing Wilding's question again, his mind kept filtering through the scenes of his interactions with Amy, trying to find some memories about this girl.
Before my thoughts came back to me, the girl's clear and cheerful voice came into my ears;
"Long time no see, Amy!"
Seeing that she couldn't get away, Amy pretended that she had just figured out who the girl was, but her voice was obviously trembling, and she was obviously worried or afraid of something.
"Long time no see! Why are you here?"
"My script is finished today. I came to see if there's anything wrong."
The girl was very calm and stated her purpose without any concealment; the look she gave Amy was full of provocation.
Amy couldn't understand why Lin Nan suddenly appeared here. When did she become involved with Wilding? For a moment, she had no way to explain the girl's words. After all, she had been deceiving the girl all along. She was the screenwriter of this script.
"Wait! Now I remember, you're the girl who bumped into Amy in the library?"
At this moment, Chongguang finally remembered where the familiar feeling the girl gave him came from.
"Yes, Master Chongguang! Do you still remember me?"
It was in a library of Sogo in Country F. The girl and Amy were about to leave the library when a man accidentally bumped into them. The books in their hands fell to the ground and the girl was also covered with traces of coffee. They were supposed to pick up the scattered things together, but the girl's phone rang. It was the professor of their department. The girl had no choice but to leave to answer the phone, leaving Amy alone to clean up the miserable situation.
Chongguang, who was planning to leave, accidentally glanced at the words on the paper. Seeing that it was an outline of a script, he immediately became curious; then he stood up and took the initiative to help Amy.
But for some reason, the girl never came back after she left; Chongguang, who was attracted by the plot, did not care about it at the time.
Recalling his memories of the girl and combining them with what she had just said, Chongguang finally understood why Amy had such a big reaction when the girl appeared. After suddenly realizing it, he still did not give up and asked Lin Nan for confirmation:
"What did you just mean? What do you mean by your notebook?"
"Well, I think I should let Amy explain to you what's going on!"
Lin Nan was not at all panicked by the man's questioning; instead, she put the blame on the culprit, Amy; after all, when they found her, they had already told her the detailed ins and outs of the script.
She had been busy with the graduation drama in Country F, and Amy disappeared after that day in the library. Since they lived in the same dormitory, they had a pretty good relationship. She was worried that something might have happened to Amy, so she even asked about the woman's recent situation.
But what Amy told her was that her family had arranged a marriage for her with the young master of Guangshang Media; she had been helping the man prepare a new play recently, and had also recommended Lin Nan's script to the young master Chongguang, who received very good reviews.
Lin Nan, an innocent girl, didn't think much about this and handed over the matter of the notebook to Amy. She was very grateful to her. But who would have thought that all this was a lie made up by Amy.
Compared to Lin Nan's calmness, Amy was extremely flustered at this time. Because of her previous loss of composure, many staff members and artists from the same crew had gathered around her, including many senior leaders in the film and television industry, as well as the media who were broadcasting the opening ceremony live.
She knew very well that if this matter was exposed under the current circumstances, she would have no chance of recovery in the future, so she would struggle several times even when facing witnesses.
"Lin Nan, stop slandering me. You have no basis for your words. Be careful or I'll sue you for defamation!"
Although her words were harsh, they were not convincing at all. She just kept roaring to express her anger.
Lin Nan just smiled slightly and handed the phone to Ding Yi beside him.
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