Lu Junxing comes from a single-parent family, his father divorced his mother when he was three years old, and his mother raised him.

His mother devoted herself to work in order to provide him with a better material life, but she lacked time to spend with him.

And Zhuang Yiman is because of her stepmother's deliberate negligence, which causes her to always be alone.

After meeting a few times at the school gate, the two finally said hello to each other, and later became good friends after getting acquainted.

After a meal, both of them were catching up, and it wasn't until after eating that Lu Junxing changed the topic and asked, "How do you plan to solve the plagiarism incident exposed last night?" ”

Zhuang Yiman said frankly: "My designer said that the work was designed by her personally, and I believe her, so I am looking for evidence of plagiarism." In any case, in the end, I am afraid that it will need to be resolved through judicial procedures. ”

Lu Junxing nodded in agreement, and at the end, a faint smile rose on his lips: "Senior sister, I don't know if I have the honor to be the lawyer in this case?" ”

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help laughing, and after a moment of hesitation, she stretched out her right hand towards Lu Junxing, "Happy cooperation, junior brother." ”

Lu Junxing stretched out his hand and shook hands with her.

After the two withdrew their hands, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he ordered in a solemn tone: "First let the public relations of Shinya's studio make a statement, first apologize for the trouble caused, say that it will be strictly investigated, and finally signal like Wanxia that he will go through the judicial process to solve this problem." ”

He then added: "Nowadays, many media outlets are leaning towards Wanxia, and if they see any reports that slander Shinya's studio before the matter is confirmed, they will forward it directly to me, and I will sue these media for defamation." ”

"Yes, okay."

After chatting about work for a while, the two left the restaurant.

Autumn nights fall faster than summer, but after a meal, the sun has already set and the temperature has dropped a lot.

Lu Junxing noticed that Zhuang Yiman walked out of the restaurant, shivering by the oncoming evening breeze, so he thoughtfully took off his blazer and handed it to her.

Zhuang Yiman glanced at the coat he handed over, looked up at him again, and shook his head with a smile: "No need, thank you." ”

Lu Junxing didn't take back his coat, and put it on her shoulders without taking care of himself, "Wear it, so as not to catch a cold." ”

Seeing that he insisted, Zhuang Yiman didn't insist anymore, "Thank you." ”

Suddenly, a fragment of a distant memory flashed through her mind.

She chuckled lightly, turned her head sideways and teased Lu Junxing: "It seems that there has been progress over the years." ”

Lu Junxing raised his eyebrows in confusion, "En? ”

"I'm a freshman in high school, when you were in your third year of junior high school, we came home from school together, I was shivering with cold, you tightened your coat and said with a smile It's good that I brought a coat with wit."

Zhuang Yiman's voice was soft and soft, eloquently telling the memories of the two of them when they were ignorant.

Her words were like a key, opening the shackles of Lu Junxing's memories when he was a teenager.

He vaguely remembered that Zhuang Yiman's eyes kept glancing at his coat, as if suggesting that he lent her the coat.

However, at that time, he didn't understand Zhuang Yiman's hint at all, so he tightened the coat on his body and said, Fortunately, I brought a coat with me.

Lu Junxing smiled, and then Zhuang Yiman's words recalled the old past: "You seemed to glared at me at the time, saying that you are afraid that you will not be able to marry a wife with your emotional intelligence." I wondered why you said that all of a sudden. ”

"Do you understand now?"

Lu Junxing nodded, "Understood." I can only say that your god is quite accurate, and I really can't marry a wife. ”