are still relatively few people online. Once dawn breaks and the morning rush hour begins, the number of people browsing the news will skyrocket. At that point, it will take several times the effort...After leaving the court, Director Xiao gave her a day off.

"Go home and rest for a day, then work peacefully afterwards. Don't cause me any more trouble."

Zhou Ming was not polite either, he pounded her forehead heavily and said arrogantly,

"I'll go and chase away your bad luck."

Shu Tinglan was pounded in the head, her forehead aching. She glared at him with a look of hatred but what she said came out from the depths of her heart.

"Thank you, Director Xiao, and thank you, Teacher Zhou, for your trouble."

Both leaders were too lazy to even glance at her again and drove away. Shu Tinglan also walked towards the other side of the garage and drove home.

But it wasn't her car. Today, she was brought to court by Zhu Yuyan, who had been waiting for her in the car.

Because of his special status, it's inconvenient for him to attend and listen. Shu Tinglan also didn't want him to be there to cause trouble, so she told him to go back, but he insisted on waiting for her in the car.

One morning spent in the car, quite a test of patience. Upon seeing her arrival, he didn't ask about the outcome of the lawsuit, simply moved to the passenger seat and spoke to her.

“You drive, my feet are numb.”

Shouting Lan wore a look of confusion, but she didn't refuse. She tossed her bag into the backseat and got behind the wheel.

This time, he was surprisingly agreeable and didn't criticize her driving skills at all.

"Don't you worry about me messing up your fancy car" she said, breaking the silence.

"Don't worry, the drivers Chen Ge brings out are reliable. I have confidence in him." He was looking down at the files his assistant had sent on his tablet and replied without looking up.

This person's words are just infuriating, will she die if you compliment her

It wasn't because his feet were numb, but because he was very busy. Zhuoyuan Technology had just gone through a major earthquake, and there was still a lot of follow-up work to be done. He was nowhere to be seen for the whole morning. His assistant and several executives went crazy, constantly reporting to him.

"Shall I take you to the company" Shutinglan thought that since he was so busy, there was no need for him to wait for her at the courthouse. Could it be that the case would go more smoothly if he waited

"No, let's go home and deal with it right away."

"You're treating me like your driver," she complained, but she still drove him home. Mostly because his place was close in the city center.

As soon as the car entered the garage, the person who had been seriously communicating and assigning tasks online just finished their work. Looking up, they saw their own garage and smiled. The smile held a sense of relief, relaxation, and a deep, carefree fondness. Unbuckling their seatbelt, they leaned over and hugged Shu Tinglan, whispering praise:

"Good boy/girl."

She often did the opposite of what he wanted, but when she occasionally took the initiative to go back to his place, he felt content. He thought she was so well-behaved and wondered how there could be such a good girl. He completely forgot how she acted when she was mad at him.

Shū Tīnglán also unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed him out of the car, walking towards the elevator. He walked beside her, holding the tablet he had been using in his office earlier in one hand, while holding Shū Tīnglán’s hand with the other, their fingers intertwined.

It was quite a coincidence to meet Wen Jian and her daughter, who had just returned from the court, earlier than them in the elevator lobby.

The tenderness on Zhuo Y uan's face gradually subsided, he simply nodded at Wen Lan politely and didn't glance at Wen Jian once. Shu Tinglan, on the other hand, kept her eyes fixed on the elevator number decreasing, her heart feeling secure as her hand was held tightly by Zhuo Yuan.

Wen Lan had returned to her usual self. As they entered the elevator, she looked at Zhuo Yu'an tenderly and said...

"Yu An, Auntie would like to talk to you privately if possible."

She was confident that, given Zhu Youan's character and upbringing, he would not refuse her, his elder. It was also a way of disregarding Shu Tinglan, wanting to avoid talking to her alone.

But, to her disappointment, Zhuo Yujian politely but firmly refused.

"Is there anything You can say it now." They were respectful of Shu Tinglan in front of her, and they would speak about matters openly when she was present.

Wen Lan glanced at their intertwined hands, and Zhuo Yu'an's obvious posture of protecting Shu Tinglan. A flash of coldness crossed her eyes, but her voice remained gentle:

"Well, that works too. Yu'an, I presume you've heard about Xiao Jian and Ting Lan's relationship. There's just one thing I'm curious about: how did you two get together Was it before Xiao Jian returned to China or after Does her mother approve of your relationship"

When she mentioned her mother, Shu Tinglan couldn't help but glance at her. What did she mean Did she even have the face to bring up her mother

Zhuo Yu'an held her hand tightly, looking at Wen Lan, waiting for her next words.

Wen Lan continued.

“Yu An, Auntie doesn't mean anything bad. I'm just afraid you'll be deceived. I'm worried that they are close to you because of Xiao Jian, deliberately trying to take advantage of you, use you to get revenge on Xiao Jian, and not really caring about you.”

Wenlan's concern for him was evident and heartfelt.

Shu Tinglan was furious. Did he dare to openly sow discord in front of her He really didn't take her seriously!

His hand was still held by Zhuo Yu'an, but he had become like a furious little lion, speaking directly.

You know you did something wrong, so you're afraid I'll get revenge So what if I do It would just be an eye for an eye.

Oops, I accidentally blurted out the truth. She glanced at Zhuo Yu'an beside her nervously. Seeing him looking at her too, his eyes seemed to encourage her to continue. He wasn't angry

Wenlan smiled:

"Yu'an, look, she finally spoke her true feelings."

Zuo Yu'an also smiled and said:

"Auntie, are you questioning my intelligence Can't you tell the real from the fake"

A single sentence left Wenlan speechless, her face flushed with alternating shades of red and white. Just as she was about to step out of the elevator, Wenlan finally uttered a last question.

“Do your parents agree”

After finishing their words, he and Wen Jian walked out of the elevator and went home gracefully.

Only Zhuo Yu'an and Shu Tinglan remained in the elevator.

Shu Tinglan took the initiative: "Haven't you told your parents about us When are we going to meet them"

Zhuo Yu'an glanced at her, cornering her in the elevator. His voice was cold as he countered, "Are you with me for revenge on Wen Jian Huh"

His expression and tone were dangerous, menacing as he glared at her.

"No...no, I...did it on purpose to make her mad." She answered sheepishly.

Because she had promised to be with Zhuo Yu'an, this was certainly a factor, but it couldn't be the deciding factor. She wasn't stupid, of course she wouldn't risk her whole life just for revenge.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, she slipped past him and ran out to go home.

Zuo Yu'an also walked out of the elevator, stretching out his long arm, and pulled her back. In the end, she couldn't escape his palm. He held her in his arms and said sincerely:

I'm fortunate that I have value to be utilized.

He was willing to be used if it meant he could alleviate or lessen the pain her father inflicted on her as a mother and daughter.

Shu Tinglan's heart warmed, she reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, tiptoeing up to kiss him.

"Thank you."

His eyes burned with passion. He held her waist in one hand and cupped her nape with the other, leaning down to kiss her.ould mention him in public, the topic being sensitive and difficult to handle.And Lu Yaoyao, after answering, suddenly realized that the costume drama she was currently filming, a female lead-centered...