When she woke up the next morning, Zang Ni turned on her phone as usual to check the time.

However, the moment I saw the news headlines, the sleepiness in my mind suddenly disappeared.

John, who had disqualified her from the exhibition a few days earlier, was stripped of her title and suspended from all activities.

Chris, who framed her for plagiarism, was found to have plagiarized many works, and even he took photos of the sea and seagulls, and the composition is almost the same as Yorkshire's predecessor's "Seagull and Sea".

It turned out that the real plagiarist was Chris, a good scene of a thief shouting to catch a thief.

And the real culprit who destroyed "Wings of Freedom" has also been found.

Zang Ni held her phone tightly and enlarged the screen, but because the murderer was dressed in black, she even covered her face, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

However, they were arrested and detained by the police, and the circumstances were serious, and they were sentenced to at least one year in prison.

Zang Ni didn't feel sorry for what happened to them, as a victim, she only felt that the punishment was light.

A new message popped up at the top of the phone, showing the sender Tan Dong'an.

[Did you see the news?] 】

That's what he says to help.

She replied: [I see.] 】

The other end quickly replied: [Satisfied? 】

Zang Ni said honestly: [It's okay. 】

With her ability, even if she is wronged at the exhibition, she can only swallow the broken glass slag in her stomach, and some things still need power to do it.

[Come to me at night.] 】

Zang Ni stared at this short sentence, and her mind automatically matched it with Tan Dong'an's unquestionable commanding tone.

She hesitated for a moment with her phone in her hand, pondering her final decision.

Tan Dong'an was right last night, she would indeed be grateful to him when she saw the news.

But that doesn't mean you can ignore past suspicions.

[Why?] 】

[I've helped you solve a big problem.] 】

[Miss Zang has never liked to owe favors, I have made meritorious contributions, and I ask for a reasonable reward, no problem, right? 】

Zang Ni knew that the reward he wanted was nothing more than that.

It's just that she is alone, with empty hands, except for her own body, it is difficult for anything else to enter his eyes.

She typed slowly.

[Young Master, you are about to get engaged to my sister, and I don't think it is convenient for us to meet privately at this juncture. 】

She deliberately moved out of Wen Yuan, in a vain attempt to help herself prevent a catastrophe.

Who knew that the man on the other end of the phone didn't care about his fiancée's feelings.

[I think it's OK.] 】

[That's it, I'll wait for you, see you or leave. 】

When it comes to this, there is no power to turn around.

Zang Ni took a taxi to the Louvre Villa, and Tan Dong'an was right about one thing-

She doesn't like to owe favors to anyone, especially about him.

As a result, she never expected that as soon as she stepped into the door, Tan Dongan would get straight to the point with her.

"I want you to continue with me as we are now."

"Who does Mr. Tan think of me?"

Zang Ni struggled to escape from his embrace.

"Don't call it Young Master?"

He clamped her arm like a steel cage, unable to shake it for a moment.

"No kidding, we can't do it!"

"Don't be in a hurry to say no."

Tan Dongan grabbed her hard, and the strength in his hand did not give in.

"In return, it will help you clear all the roadblocks."

"Nini, you'd love to get the studio going, right?"

mentioned the studio, like a sharp knife hit Zang Ni's soft underbelly.

She lowered her eyelashes, her long eyelashes obscuring her vision, making it difficult to see her expression.

Tan Dong'an's gentle voice sounded in his ears, "Nini, it's enough for us to maintain the previous relationship, I will provide you with all the help, this deal is very fair to you." ”