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Chapter 1142 Xingyu's wish: Help Han Zhiyuan see clearly

Han Zhiyuan was completely deprived of everything by these successive blows. She, who was once high-spirited and rising star in the screenwriting industry, now seems like a lonely boat abandoned by the world.

She sat at the doorstep in a daze. Although the suitcase next to her was huge, there were only a few things in it, just like her impoverished life at the moment.

With trembling hands, she opened her wallet, pulled out stacks of bills and clenched them tightly in her hands. The bills fell into the wallet along with her tears. A gust of wind blew, carrying away the dazzling red bills, and her heart was filled with sadness.

When I was at my lowest point, my biological parents were so heartless that they even wished I would die outside.

The luxurious villa that once symbolized home now seems like a cold cage.

Even after so much time had passed, the tightly closed door had never opened a crack. Even every corner of the house seemed to have tacitly chosen to turn off the lights, allowing the darkness to swallow everything.

The indifference of the old couple of the Han family had reached the point where they were so stingy that they were unwilling to give her even a ray of warmth, as if their daughter had never existed in this family.

Han Zhiyuan bit her lower lip and used all her strength to drag the body whose soul had been drained away, step by step into the endless darkness in the distance.

Her eyes were empty and lifeless. She didn't know where her next destination was, nor did she know how to spend this long and lonely night.

At this moment, she realized with great sorrow that from this moment on, she really had no family. She hugged her arms tightly, trying to give herself a little warmth, walking alone on the empty road, her eyes like a dead lake, without a ripple.

Until I heard the roar of an engine behind me. The sound was particularly loud in the silent night, like a ray of dawn breaking through the darkness.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Han Zhiyuan's dim eyes, and she turned around impatiently, allowing the dazzling car lights to illuminate her entire body.

When the strong light came, she subconsciously raised her hand to block it, but the light was too hot and still hurt her eyes.

The driver's door was slowly opened, and a tall black shadow approached from afar. The man walked out of the darkness with steady steps.

In Han Zhiyuan's eyes, at this moment, he seemed to be a salvation that came from heaven. But when she saw the face of the person who came, she felt a mixture of emotions, including astonishment, confusion, and grievance, but not happiness.

The person who came was Xiao Mo, the culprit who had involved her in many disputes.

However, Xiao Mo completely ignored Han Zhiyuan's complicated emotions and inner resistance. He walked straight to her, grabbed her arm without saying a word, and dragged her into the car regardless of her wishes.

Get in the car, close the door, release the handbrake, step on the accelerator, and start driving. The whole set of actions is done in one go without any delay.

In the blink of an eye, the place that once held Han Zhiyuan's despair returned to its former darkness, as if the thrilling farce just now had never happened. Only the exhaust fumes from cars on the road remained, proving that everything was not an illusion...

On the other side, Gu Yunqian almost simultaneously received the news that Han Zhiyuan was kicked out of the house by the Han family and taken away by Xiao Mo.

The phone screen was still on and had not yet gone out. On the screen was the message from the Han family asking Lin Junze to plead for mercy.

With Lin Junze acting as a go-between and tipping off people, it's no surprise that even though Gu Yunqian wasn't present, he knew everything that happened in front of the Han family's doorstep.

Gu Yunqian sat behind his desk, his face terribly gloomy. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound, as if he was weighing something.

After a moment, with almost no hesitation, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he continued to add fuel to the fire of Han Zhiyuan's plagiarism incident.

Soon, many bloggers emerged on the Internet like mushrooms after rain, using this material to analyze and explain it.

Their words were sharp and their logic was rigorous, and they raised pointed questions one after another: If all of Han Ji-won's achievements were inflated, then who wrote the script of this latest drama?

Is this a game between Gu Yunqian and Xiao Mo, and is Han Zhiyuan just an innocent cannon fodder at best?

In this way, the whole incident, from its occurrence to its fermentation, and then to the gradually clear conclusion today, constitutes a complete and thought-provoking story line.

As the progress bar of the commentary video slowly came to an end, for Han Zhiyuan, it was the end of a nightmare, but also the beginning of another unknown journey.

At this moment, Han Zhiyuan was already standing in front of Xiao Mo, dragging her body that was still emitting moisture.

She had just finished taking a shower, her wet hair draped over her shoulders, and she exuded the same scent of shower gel as Xiao Mo, a mixture of freshness and ambiguity.

Xiao Mo sat lazily on the sofa, sipping the red wine in his hand. His tie was loose, no longer neat as before, and two buttons on his shirt were casually undone, revealing his wheat-colored chest. His whole body exuded a carefree and unrestrained energy.

Somehow, the smell lingering in her nose was exactly the same as the one emanating from her body, but Han Zhiyuan felt inexplicably refreshed. Perhaps it was because her mood was different.

Xiao Mo noticed Han Zhiyuan's arrival. He took a deep breath of the rich aroma, then gently placed the cup in his hand on the coffee table. He stood up and poured a new cup and handed it to Han Zhiyuan. Then he raised his own cup, clinked it with hers, making a crisp sound, and motioned for her to drink with a smile.

Little did people know that Han Zhiyuan, who had experienced so much in a short period of time, was in no mood to taste red wine at all.

Her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were wide open, and she asked the man in front of her directly: "Why are you using me as cannon fodder? Why did you drag a woman like me into the war between you two men? Don't you feel ashamed?"

Her voice trembled slightly with anger, and her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mo was neither angry nor annoyed. He just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

He drank the wine in the glass, feeling the burning sensation of alcohol in his throat, and then said something high-sounding: "I just want to push you, so that you can see the people around you clearly!"

The tone was as if he was doing something righteous, rather than being the culprit who pushed Han Zhiyuan into the abyss.

Han Zhiyuan was so angry that she trembled when she heard this. She widened her eyes and stared at Xiao Mo, as if she wanted to see the true intention behind this sentence from his face...

"Whether it's your parents or your good senior brother, they couldn't wait to push you when you were stuck in the rain. Wouldn't it be better to see clearly and get out of it as soon as possible?"

As Xiao Mo spoke, he curled his lips uncontrollably, as if he had done something truly remarkable!

It seemed that I had used Han Zhiyuan by any means in the struggle, but if you think about it the other way around, wasn't I also helping her?

Help her to break away from her original family naturally, so that she can live more freely for herself!

All I did was for Han Zhiyuan's good...