When the food came back, Mo Nanze stopped tormenting Lu Yinfeng and let her eat with peace of mind.
He sat next to her and looked at her quietly.
When he didn't eat, Lu Yinfeng was so hungry that he boasted that he could eat a whole cow.
Finally, she finally ate it, but she still ate it slowly, taking small bites.
While eating, Lu Yinfeng looked at his mobile phone.
She mainly wanted to see if the author on that platform had replied to her.
"What! You actually deleted my comment!" Lu Yinfeng suddenly slapped his phone on the table angrily, his brows furrowed, his face full of displeasure.
She said angrily: "I must have a guilty conscience! Otherwise, why would I delete my comment?"
"What's wrong?" Mo Nanze immediately asked with concern.
Lu Yinfeng told Mo Nanze everything about his meeting with Wu Xiaoli today.
"Actually... I have doubts about the candidate." Lu Yinfeng said weakly, "Looking at the release time of the novel, it happened to be the time when Song Yuan was at my house..."
"Usually I don't avoid her when I'm typing, she knows what I'm doing..."
"She definitely has a chance..."
Mo Nanze looked sideways at her and agreed: "Although there is no evidence to convict, she is undoubtedly the biggest suspect."
Besides, that Song Yuan left a very bad impression on him, always looking calculating.
"Do you want me to invite her out for a confrontation?"
With that said, Mo Nanze took out his mobile phone.
Several plans have emerged in his mind for Song Yuan to apologize to Lu Yinfeng and issue an announcement to admit her fault.
When I was a lawyer, I often helped clients negotiate.
"Forget it!" Lu Yinfeng quickly pressed his hand and consoled him: "You also said that we have no evidence to prove that she stole my manuscript."
"Besides, I'm pregnant, so it's hard to conflict with her. People who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. If she is really annoyed, she might do something..."
Lu Yinfeng said these words completely out of a normal person's self-preservation mentality.
At the end, Lu Yinfeng looked at him weakly and asked, "Am I cowardly? If Nanze has your temper, you will definitely fight her to the end!"
But Mo Nanze lowered his eyes, his heart felt soft but extremely sad.
He couldn't let Lu Yinfeng experience such a scene again.
He will use his life to protect Lu Yinfeng and Xiao Luzhu.
Seeing that Mo Nanze was silent and had an indescribable seriousness on his face, Lu Yinfeng carefully tugged on his sleeve.
She still didn't understand where Mo Nanze's sadness came from.
"Nan Ze..." Lu Yinfeng smiled lightly, "Forget it, it's just that a story was stolen... As long as my brain is still there, I can write a new one."
"How about you tell me about the cases you encountered when you were a lawyer and give me some inspiration?"
Mo Nanze tried his best to raise the corners of his mouth and forced a smile.
"Yinfeng, do you mean not to pursue the case?"
Lu Yinfeng sniffed, still feeling a little sad, "Actually, I don't care... I'm just afraid that Sister Xiaoli will think that I am the plagiarist..."
Anyone would be angry if this happened to them.
Mo Nanze rubbed Lu Yinfeng's hair and comforted: "No, Wu Xiaoli knows you and knows that you are not that kind of person."
"But..." Lu Yinfeng still felt a little uncomfortable when he recalled the look in Sister Xiaoli's eyes today.
It was clearly a look in his eyes that doubted his own.
"Invite her to come out and have a talk some other time. She will understand." Mo Nanze added.
Lu Yinfeng nodded obediently under Mo Nanze's palm.
If it was before, she would have had the courage to confront Song Yuan head-on.
But the existence of this baby made her worry.
As the saying goes, with armor, there are also weaknesses.
Mo Nanze still went to find Song Yuan privately behind Lu Yinfeng's back.
He didn't want Lu Yinfeng to suffer this embarrassing loss.
Song Yuan felt guilty, but she was still making excuses.
"Why do you say that I stole her manuscript? Can't she read my book and copy mine?"
Mo Nanze glanced at her lightly, the contempt in his eyes couldn't be suppressed at all.
"So, you admit that you are the one who publishes works on the platform?"
Song Yuan froze, a little unsure of Mo Nanze's intentions.
"So what!" She pretended to be calm.
"I have Yinfeng's outline record of this novel here. The earliest date is February." Mo Nanze said quietly, "There is also a record of your work at Yinfeng's house in May."
"That creates a chain of evidence that you had access to her work."
"I can sue you. Once you are found guilty, not only will you have to compensate Yinfeng for your losses, but you will also have to recover royalties from the platform."
"I can remind you that the total royalties and adaptation fees for Yin Feng's first two works are in the millions."
Mo Nanze's eyes were cold, his tone was indifferent, and he said the most oppressive words in the calmest tone.
Song Yuan was already feeling guilty, but after hearing Mo Nanze's words, her face turned pale.
"Mr. Mo, I was wrong! I was just obsessed for a moment!" Song Yuan begged for mercy, "I just wanted to try it... I didn't expect it to be like this..."
Song Yuan cried until tears flowed down her face.
Mo Nanze has gotten the result he wanted.
"We don't have to pursue the case, but you can't continue to upload new chapters." Mo Nanze said coldly.
that is it? No need to pay millions?
Of course Song Yuan agreed immediately.
"Mr. Mo, I promise I won't update again! Thank you and my wife for your generosity!"
One day later, Lu Yinfeng looked at his phone and suddenly exclaimed, "Nanze, that person who copied me is even worse!"
"She also issued an announcement saying that she would not update it in the future. Many comments below were scolding her!"
Mo Nanze heard the sound and approached her, hugged her from behind, and gently stroked her bulging belly.
It’s been almost six months.
The bigger Lu Yinfeng's belly got, the more worried he became.
In a few days, Lu Yinfeng would be sent to the hospital to stay in the hospital to wait for delivery, just in case of emergencies.
He rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling her faint fragrance.
Lu Yinfeng was still immersed in that matter, and couldn't suppress his excitement and said: "It's all good, why did it suddenly stop updating?"
"Maybe it's just a dog-eat-dog thing, and I can't write good content anymore."
"Yes, the rhythm has been messed up since chapter 30." Lu Yinfeng agreed, "After all, the rhythm of published novels and online novels are different."
No matter what, Lu Yinfeng was quite satisfied with the result.
Although this story is considered useless, the plot tricks she devised can still support her in writing a new story.
It's nothing more than spending more brain cells.
It's almost autumn, and the weather is still so hot.
Lu Yinfeng was dressed lightly.
Mo Nanze's hand caressed her belly, and inadvertently touched the two slightly raised scars.
His breath hitched.
Lu Yinfeng held his hand tightly.
Maybe it was because his belly was getting bigger, but Lu Yinfeng often felt that the two scars were itching unbearably.
Although she had applied the gel frequently to apply relief, the effect was minimal.
