The study room is very tidy, with rows of bookshelves filled with all kinds of books. Some of them were read by An Xuanyi when she was studying, some were mentioned by others, but most of them she didn't even know their names.

A book I have never heard of.

I glanced around and saw that there were many yellowed books among them, and the fonts were not very familiar. They seemed to be quite old.

"Yao Yao, are you just showing off these books, or have you read them all?" An Xuanyi asked curiously while turning on the computer.

Xuanyuan Yao stood leaning against the door and said with a smile: "What do you think of it in your eyes?"

An Xuanyi looked at him carefully from head to toe, "Of course it's just a show off, because you always like to pretend to be cool."

The corners of his lips twitched, and Xuanyuan Yao was about to walk over and hit her on the head when the phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it, pointed at An Xuanyi, and turned around.

An Xuanyi logged into her email, downloaded the script and contract, then opened the script and browsed it quickly. The plot had been slightly modified, but the story became more fascinating.

Originally, "First Love" belonged to her, and it was Ni Kerr who took away the position of the heroine while she was in a coma. Unexpectedly, after a turmoil, it has returned to her hands.

Thinking about it, what belongs to you in this world will eventually come back to you. It is useless to fight for things that do not belong to you. It is just a cocoon.

After reading it hastily, An Xuanyi clicked to print her copy of the script, but the printer turned off and she casually turned on the switch.

The printer squeaked and started working, but the information that came out was not her script, but an investigation information.

An Xuanyi thought that the data must not be finished typing, so Yaoyao turned off the power. Now she turned on the printer, and the system automatically continued the previous task.

She took the stack of information and was about to put it aside, but the moment she glanced at it, her hand suddenly shook and her whole body froze.

These materials are all about her, from when she was in junior high school to when she was in college. The content is so detailed that it almost recreates the scene.

Why did Yaoyao send someone to investigate her?

An Xuanyi felt cold all over her body, as if she was in a world of ice and snow. Her hands were trembling, but her eyes were scanning page by page.

However, her heart gradually became calmer, because these contents almost revolved around her, Yang Yi, and Ni Ker, proving that Yaoyao was not investigating her, but wanted to help her uncover Ni Ker's lies.

Now it seems that the online recording and the story between her and Yang Yi were probably all made by Yaoyao. He has been helping her and silently guarding her.

Her eyes were slightly sour, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her vision. An Xuanyi wanted to rush out and hug Xuanyuan Yao, telling him that she was touched by everything he did.

However, she hesitated again. Since Xuanyuan Yao chose to remain silent, he must not want her to know. Why should she waste his efforts?

An Xuanyi smiled softly and turned to the last page of information. The smile on her lips became shallower and shallower, so shallow that she didn't know how to continue smiling.

It seemed that she was back to that night again. She happily pushed open the door, and the naked figure in front of her pushed her into the eighteenth level of hell.

She watched Ni Ker raise a proud smile to her. Yang Yi closed his eyes and fell asleep, but his hands were still hugging Ni Ker's body. It was so disgusting.

There was a strong rotting smell in the air, which was emitted by a man and a woman after a night of lovemaking. It was so suffocating that she couldn't breathe at all, as if she was on the verge of death.

Backing away step by step, escaping step by step, she turned around and ran wildly through the night, letting the rain and tears flow, really hoping to disappear into the rainy night.

How Yang Yi found her, she couldn't remember at all. She only knew that he was kneeling in front of her at that time, his clear eyes full of pain and guilt.

It's not that she wasn't tempted by Yang Yi's pleading, but that woman was her best friend. Such a blow was too severe, how could she accept it.

So, she just slapped him in the face, and then strode away without looking back. She thought she was very cool at that time, but she ran away in despair.

Thinking about it now, she feels that life would be worse than death. It turns out that she has loved fiercely and been deeply hurt. But the storm has passed, and those things have become the past that she cannot bear to look back on. There should not be any pain for her.

However, they never thought that the truth was like this. Everything was Ni Keer's conspiracy. Yang Yi was drugged by her in the wine, so she became confused and infatuated.

A teardrop fell from the corner of An Xuanyi's eyes. She didn't know whether she was commemorating the dead past or feeling sorry for someone.

Looking at the information in front of her, An Xuanyi thought hard on her lips. Why is the truth now? It would be great to either know it from the beginning or never know it.

She took a deep breath and wondered why Xuanyuan Yao chose to hide this paragraph, but only wrote that Yang Yi and Ni Ker betrayed him in the story.

He vaguely felt that maybe he finally understood that lonely figure. He was afraid of losing her, so he deliberately concealed the truth.

Although he was selfish in doing so, and Yang Yi was wronged, and he would be criticized and insulted by the media and the public for a long time, but in the face of such a love, how could she blame him?

Hearing footsteps in the corridor, An Xuanyi quickly wiped away her tears and put the pile of information into her handbag.

But because she was in a hurry, she accidentally knocked over a pile of books next to her and hurriedly knelt down to pick them up and put them on the table.

"These books of mine are all out of print. Yiyi, if they are damaged, I will ask you to pledge yourself to compensate." Xuanyuan Yao appeared at the door with a smile.

An Xuanyi turned her back, twitched her lips and said, "Humph, am I only worth a few books?"

"Of course not," Xuanyuan Yao leaned down and joked: "Based on your current position with me, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid of what?" An Xuanyi groaned.

"Of course all my books are not as good as Yiyi," Xuanyuan Yao walked up to her and squatted down, putting his arms on her shoulders, "Yiyi, you are my most cherished treasure."

An Xuanyi's heart moved, and she felt that the tears she had just wiped filled her eyes again, and she secretly said in her heart: Yaoyao, I gave myself to you, you must cherish it.

"Fool, why did you cry all of a sudden? Are you so moved by my words?" Xuanyuan Yao held An Xuanyi's face and kissed her eyes gently.
Chapter completed!