Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Wen Li remained calm, only the confusion in her tone intensified as she asked him, "What does this have to do with me?"

The corners of Lu Xixiao's lips moved slightly.

Without waiting for him to speak.

Wen Li took the initiative and asked, "Mr. Lu, are you not confident in your company's security system, or are you too confident in me?"

"Putting aside the fact that I don't have the ability, I won't do anything illegal in my country." Wen Li's usually casual expression revealed righteousness.

It's not that she is narcissistic. In her eyes, the only thing she lacks from being "upright" and "red" is the "right" and "red" of her family background. She is absolutely a law-abiding citizen.

She said that she was unhappy with Lu Xixiao's suspicion, but in her heart she was glad that the bet she made with Cheng Hao and the fact that she had hacked into Cheng Hao's father's office surveillance camera had not been spread. If it had been posted on the forum and Lu Xixiao knew about it, Lu Xixiao would not be suspicious now, but questioning.

I could hear the displeasure in her tone.

Lu Xixiao said calmly: "No? I was going to praise you." He used compliments to explain things.

Wen Li: “???”

Unexpected.

Guessed wrong again?

Aren't you going to settle the score this time?

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Wen Li expressed disbelief.

When someone hacked into his company's security system, he praised that person for being capable?

You're kidding me.

This guy is definitely trying to trick her.

Lu Xixiao: "It seems I'm overthinking it."

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Wen Li stopped talking and continued drinking his soup.

She was finding it increasingly difficult to understand this man.

"Excuse me, can I see the other evidence that your company just mentioned?" Lu Zicheng spoke at this time.

Uncle Wu doesn't care about the truth.

He cares.

As soon as he said it, he was given a cold look by his fifth uncle.

Lu Zicheng gritted his teeth, and although he was afraid, he did not retreat.

Lu Xixiao retracted his gaze and introduced Wen Li, who was looking at Lu Zicheng, "Lu Zicheng, Lu Ziyin's brother."

After hearing the introduction from his fifth uncle, Lu Zicheng was sure that the girl in front of him was the great goddess that Lu Ziyan had been talking about all day long.

Wen Li said, "I remember you."

Lu Xixiao: "Have you seen it?"

He looked back at Lu Zicheng, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Did this guy really go to the club to watch the big shot?

Or did you meet him in some other way?

Before Lu Xixiao could think about it, he saw Lu Zicheng's confused expression.

Wen Li said slowly, "That night, Wen Yan was so upset that she wanted to commit suicide and crashed into my car. You were right there."

Lu Zicheng was stunned.

Her last name was Wen, and she'd just vaguely heard Lin Zhuxi call her Xiao Li? Wen Li? Was she the sister Wen Yan was referring to?

It was she in the black Maybach that night...

Lu Zicheng was struck by lightning and was stunned for a long time.

His face turned paler and paler.

He mumbled, "...Miss Wen was mistaken. She wasn't seeking death. She wanted to go up and say hello to you."

Wen Li ate and said awkwardly, "Say hello? I thought she was trying to commit suicide. After all, who would run into a moving car? Even Lu Jingyuan, who's over two years old, knows that it's very dangerous."

Even Lu Qi, a bystander who didn't know the whole story, understood the reminder in Wen Li's words. Wen Yan did it on purpose.

Lu Zicheng's hands on his legs clenched little by little.

Lin Zhuxi ordered his assistant: "Go get the computer."

Lu Zicheng said weakly: "No need..."

He lowered his head and sat in the chair in a daze.

He had previously believed in Wen Yan because he knew that Wen Yan could not have plagiarized Grey's unpublished works.

And now, Grey is Wen Li, Wen Yan's younger sister. They live under the same roof, and Wen Yan has all the conditions to plagiarize.

Lin Zhuxi's secretary went out to answer a phone call. When she came back, she whispered in Lin Zhuxi's ear, "The designer of 'Rhythm of Rose' wants to meet with you. She also said that she is the sister of consultant Wen Mingwen."

Lin Zhuxi raised his eyes slightly, turned around and told Wen Li what happened.

Wen Li said directly: "I am free now, let her come over now." She wanted to see how Wen Yan could still struggle.

Lu Xixiao glanced at the distraught Lu Zicheng, and was about to ask him to go back first when he heard Wen Li say this.

So he turned to Wen Li first: "Are you busy?"

Wen Li: "Wen Yan wants to discuss things with Director Lin in person."

Lu Xixiao: "Can I stay and listen?"

Wen Li: "Mr. Lu is also a victim, of course."

After receiving the reply, Wen Yan immediately rushed to the meeting place.

As the person involved, -LUCY- never contacted her, so she knew that -LUCY- had no intention of starting with her.

So she could only use Wen Ming to make connections.

I didn't expect that this back door was the right one.

Wen Yan hurried to the hotel.

As soon as I entered the private room, I could smell the aroma of food. There were four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the huge dining table, but only Lin Zhuxi was still eating.

Lin Zhuxi said calmly, "Sit down."

Wen Yan sat down and said, "I've heard Director Lin's name before, but hearing about him is not as good as meeting him in person..."

Lin Zhuxi: "No need to be polite."

Wen Yan was a little embarrassed, but quickly adjusted herself: "I am the chief jewelry designer under Lu Corporation and the author of 'Rhythm of Roses'. Thank you, Mr. Lin, for giving me this opportunity."

She then probed, "Can I ask if Director Lin just met with Director Lu?"

The careful Wen Yan noticed that among the four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, two were placed a little close to each other, and three chairs were sitting next to each other. This did not seem like a formal occasion for discussing business.

Lin Zhuxi: "Is this what you came to me to ask?"

Seeing this, Wen Yan could only talk about business: "I want to talk to you about the plagiarism that your company accused me of."

Lin Zhuxi: "How do you want to talk?"

Wen Yan: "Mr. Lin, please name a price. I'll buy Grey's work."

Lin Zhuxi: "Are you admitting that you plagiarized?"

Wen Yan: "Mr. Lin, it's pointless to worry about this now. The press conference has already started, and my work will be released soon. Under such circumstances, if Mr. Lin still insists on putting Grey's work on the shelf, it will only bring disaster to Lucy."

"Director Lin is a seasoned businessman, so he definitely understands Lu's tactics better than I do. And there's also your competitor, Jin Bolin. No matter which aspect you compare them to, you're completely at a disadvantage. So Director Lin might as well be more open-minded, accept the money, and make concessions."

"With Grey's talent, he could definitely create more and better works. Why would he offend the Lu family over this one piece? I'm sure Director Lin knows the consequences. If Director Lin insists on seeking justice for Grey, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg."

Wen Yan's tone was gentle, but her words were sharp.

Behind an antique screen about ten meters apart, a group of people sat quietly in the tea room, listening to Wen Yan's words in the dining area.

Wen Li gave a thumbs-up to Lu Xixiao opposite him without hesitation, but his eyes were mocking.

Lu Xixiao looked at her innocently.

Try to appear harmless.

It means that what Wen Yan said was alarmist.

In their eyes, Lu Corporation is becoming a black enterprise.

He is about to become a gangster.

The two exchanged silent glances.

Lu Zicheng standing aside didn't move.