Conflict, remorse, tearing up.

After hearing the whole story, Yang Baihua's head was about to explode: "Yang Xiaoyan, have you gone mad?"

Yang Xiaoyan sobbed: "Brother, I'm so afraid ah, Yun Du contacted me, I heard them mean to hold me responsible ...... things if really big how can I explain to my parents? What am I going to do?"

Yang Baihua had a headache, "...... You calm down, don't cry first. What did they tell you?"

Yang Xiaoyan sobbed as she recounted the details of the incident to Yang Baihua as she could remember.

The staff at Yundu had a cold attitude and repeatedly asked Yang Xiaoyan if there were two sales of one song. After Yang Xiaoyan repeatedly assured him that he did not have one, the caller asked Yang Xiaoyan not to leave the city for the time being.

Yang Baihua: "......"

He didn't think things were quite right anymore.

Yang Xiaoyan Cried out, "Brother, you help me, help me. You go to Brother Xiao Cheng and ask him to say something for me, I didn't steal it on purpose, I just like it too much ...... As long as he doesn't pursue the matter, as long as he comes out and says that the song is his, so that he can save me, I'll be fine ......"

Yang Baihua grimaced, "You stole his song and you want me to talk to him about it?"

Yang Xiaoyan's voice suddenly turned sharp, "Brother, if you don't tell Brother Xiao Cheng, I'll tell Second Uncle and the others!"

"...... What are you going to say?!"

Yang Xiaoyan words said absolutely, even holding the phone's hand are using force: "I have an accident, my father will definitely want to ask me specific details, when I can only tell the truth, you and Xiao Cheng brother ......"

Yang Baihua's ears perked up and she shivered with anger: "Yang Xiaoyan!"

Yang Xiaoyan's voice turned soft and said pitifully, "Brother, you love me the most, just help me this time, okay?"

Putting down the phone, Yang Baihua only felt distracted, and the code in front of his eyes turned into a swarm of flies flying around. He easily survived until the end of the morning, he left the company and went straight to the office building of Cheng's enterprise.

Cheng Jian's office, however, requires a separate elevator to get up there.

The receptionist politely said, "Do you have an appointment?"

Yang Baihua gritted his teeth and was about to go out and find a restaurant to eat while he waited when he suddenly saw a clean-cut young man in a wool and gray overcoat walk in through the revolving door carrying a lunch box.

At home reading that Yang Baihua's remorse value had risen to 15, Chi Xiaochi told 061, "Keep an eye on Yang Baihua's in-car GPS."

As soon as the GPS moved, Chi Xiaochi took a taxi from his home to the downstairs of Cheng's Group at the right time.

"We still need to meet." Chi Xiaochi said, "By the way, Cheng Yuan left that car at Yang's place for a long time. I have to get it back."

The youth was well kept at home, not having to buy and cook food day after day, and his complexion was much whiter and rosier, and was set off by the high class smoky gray color, which added to the cold desire of refusing to be seen.

Seeing Yang Baihua, Cheng Yuan froze for a moment, letting Yang Baihua go and act out his glance for ten thousand years.

After coming back to his senses, he pretended that he didn't recognize Yang Baihua and handed the lunch box for Cheng Jian to the receptionist, then turned around and walked out.

Yang Baihua drew his feet and quickly followed Cheng Yuan, "Xiao Cheng!"

Cheng Yuan obediently stood still and pointed to a Hong Kong style restaurant, "Let's go over there and talk. Don't let my brother see."

Cheng Yuan and Yang Baihua sit down and Cheng Yuan turns the menu to order.

Seeing his lover again, Yang Baihua smiled from his eyes, but in his heart, he knew the purpose of his visit, so he was not sure what to do.

Chi Xiaochi didn't change his expression as he saw the value of his remorse value rise upwards, and in the blink of an eye, it had already exceeded twenty percent.

On this visit, his mental expectation was to get him to forty percent remorse, and he was only just over halfway there now.

While waiting for the food to be served, Yang Baihua reached out and held Chi Xiaochi's hand, "Xiao Cheng, I miss you."

Chi Xiaochi a shiver, realistically want to vomit.

In Yang Baihua's eyes, Cheng Yuan's eyes were filled with tears, which was really painful.

Fortunately, Yang Baihua want face, a false grip on the release, look around for a while, to determine that no one saw the intimate action of the two just now, only slightly relaxed expression, asked, "How are you ...... recently?"

Cheng Yuan looked down and played with his knife and fork, "It's okay."

"I went to see you live."

"Yes?" Cheng Yuan's voice lifted slightly, and there was a hidden surprise flashing in her eyes, but then she remembered something and lowered her head, "As soon as I got home, my cell phone was taken away by my brother."

Yang Baihua said without pain, "I know. That character of your elder brother is too controlling."

Cheng Yuan looks up, "Don't talk about my brother like that."

Yang Baihua smiled, "Fine, let's not talk about him, let's talk about us."

Cheng Yuan : "Our ...... thing?"

When Cheng Yuan was lost, he was soft and gentle, with a transparent film of water in his eyes, reminding Yang Baihua of the little dog he had at home when he was a child.

The appetizers came up, followed by yellowtail in a large broth, chicken wings stuffed with fresh shrimp gelatin, and stir-fried kale.

Yang Baihua and Cheng Yuan ate face-to-face, neither of them mentioned the events of the past few days, Yang Baihua said some interesting things that happened to him at work, Cheng Yuan also laughed a few times in response.

But Yang Baihua has not forgotten the purpose of his visit.

As dessert was being served, Yang Baihua said, "Did you know about Tang Huan?"

Cheng Yuan is silent, dipping chunks of hot, fluffy toast into vanilla ice cream with his fork, "...... Mmmm."

As he replied, Chi Xiaochi paid special attention to his cell phone.

12:20 pm.

After talking to him, Su Xiulun asked for his Weibo password, intending to use the resources of the PR department to send a clarifying tweet on his behalf.

The tweet was sent out about 40 minutes ago, a few minutes before Cheng Yuan met Yang Baihua.

However, Yang Baihua never took his cell phone from the moment he met him, so he should have thought that Yang Xiaoyan was copying Cheng Yuan's original song.

By the time Yang Baihua recounted the story, Chi Xiaochi was convinced that it was true.

After finishing everything, Yang Baihua wanted to shake Cheng Yuan's hand again, "Xiao Cheng, help me, and help Xiaoyan too. Xiaoyan came to the city to study, and my parents entrusted Xiaoyan to me. If anything happens to Xiaoyan, I can't explain to my parents."

Cheng Yuan hides both hands under the table, "...... But that's my song anyways ......"

Yang Baihua said, "Didn't you only sing it on the air?"

Cheng Yuan says, "Already signed by Nebula ......"

Yang Baihua frowned, "Why didn't you tell me about this? When did this happen?"

Cheng Yuan bowed his head.

Yang Baihua asked again, "Has it been published?"

Cheng Yuan was shocked and looked up at him incredulously.

Yang Baihua thought Cheng Yuan hadn't heard him and repeated the question, "Has it been published?"

"What if it hasn't been published publicly?" Cheng Yuan grits her teeth, "What are you going to make me do?"

Yang Baihua warmly persuaded, "Xiao Cheng, don't misunderstand, I'm looking for a way."

Cheng Yuan: "What approach?"

Yang Baihua: "Xiaoyan's matter needs to be resolved. She's still a child."

Chi Xiaochi says to 061, "That's really sad."

061 helpless: "......" doesn't sound sincere at all.

Finishing his conversation with 061, Chi Xiaochi put away Cheng Yuan's expression and small gestures, collapsing backward into the backrest of the sofa with a cold nod, "Yes, nineteen and a half years old, the age when murder can be shot."

Hearing his tone of voice, Yang Baihua was powerless: "Xiao Cheng, don't gamble."

"Gambling?" Chi Xiaochi raised one eyebrow, "I'm too busy to play couple games with you."

"Ching!"

"Called me for something?"

"You ......" Yang Baihua took a long breath before barely stabilizing his mind, "Xiao Cheng, we are all adults, we have to prioritize things. As long as you can loosen your tongue and admit that you sold the song to Yundu ......"

Startled, Chi Xiaochi moved back a little more so that she could fit the large, basin-like face in her field of vision.

He asked a very constructive question, "On what grounds?"

Yang Baihua said, "Xiaoyan is still young. She can't afford to take such a serious responsibility ......"

Chi Xiaochi says, "That's great. I'm signed with Nebula, how much are you going to pay me for the liquidated damages I need to pay for selling two songs in one, as well as the damage to my reputation?"

"Ching!"

"Don't want to pay anything, do you? The liquidated damages are mine, the loss of reputation is mine, Yang Baihua, why should I help you explain?"

The restaurant was still quiet, the sound of arguing caused many diners to look at her, Yang Baihua embarrassed and reddened her face, "Xiao Cheng! I know we've had a fight before, don't be childish at this time ......"

Chi Xiaochi commented, "You're a traitor to yourself, who do you think you are."

Yang Baihua couldn't keep his face, "Cheng Yuan, this is a public place."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I don't think you're afraid of anything public when you're so blatantly shameless."

061 Dumbfounded.

Wait, this script doesn't seem right.

The script he thought was that Cheng Yuan would play the poor guy to arouse Yang Baihua's sympathy, which in turn would lead to an increase in the remorse value.

...... But this is clearly a rip-off operation, isn't it?

What surprised him even more was that while Yang Baihua's favoritism towards Cheng Yuan was decreasing rapidly, his remorse value was increasing instead of decreasing!

Yang Baihua's face was extremely ugly, "Xiao Cheng, don't be so hostile. Your family's situation is too much better than Xiaoyan's ......"

Chi Xiaochi did a reading comprehension, "That means my family has money, so I deserve to be copied."

"You ......"

"I can't be in charge of my family's money, you should go to my brother."

Yang Baihua's voice trembled, "Cheng Yuan, you are so cruel. You're the one who wanted to break up, if you wanted to get back at me, why bury my sister's future?"

"Did I tell her to steal?" Chi Xiaochi The volume of her voice rose sharply, "Was it I who pressed your sister's hand and told her to steal?"

The duo's previous conversation had been fairly quiet, and Chi Xiaochi's preemptive strike had the surrounding crowd picking up on some of it.

Realizing that he had attracted too much attention, Yang Baihua instantly panicked, "You ......"

Chi Xiaochi got up, braced her hands on the tabletop, and approached Yang Baihua with her lips trembling and tears in her eyes, "She's got to figure out whose stuff she's stealing; you, Yang Baihua, you've got to figure out that you're just a dumbass."

After saying that, he copied the small trash can on the desktop and directly inverted it on Yang Baihua's head.

Leftover fish soup, chicken bones, and fish spikes showered him, while Chi Xiaochi took the car keys from his right hand and drew away.

Yang Baihua struggled to chase out and tried to pull Chi Xiaochi back, but was stopped by the waiter, "Sir, please pay the bill."

Yang Baihua woke up in a dream, turned around and saw the crowd's curious or contemptuous gaze, only to feel his face burning, running on the face of the food waste even more stinging his face skin, he was in a mess, took out his wallet, hurried to pay the bill.

By the time he chased him out of the restaurant, Cheng Yuan had already disappeared with the car.

He was so furious that he kicked a tree on the roadside, held his head in his hands, and paced back and forth for two steps before he opened his cell phone to call Cheng Yuan, only to see a microblog on the home page that Cheng Yuan had posted 50 minutes earlier.

Cheng Yuan has long been set as a special follower by him, and anything he does will be pushed to Yang Baihua.

...... 50 minutes ago? Presumably when they just met?

In a strange moment, Yang Baihua clicked on this tweet.

The first time he failed to read it, the second time he read it, but he also understood what Cheng Yuan meant by the sentence he threw down before leaving.

...... That's not actually Cheng Yuan's song, it was published three years ago by another person.

He just rewrote it at home and sent the rewritten version to himself, and Xiaoyan stole it by mistake.

But why didn't he explain?

Yang Baihua reviewed the entirety of their conversation, only to realize that he was talking to himself the entire time.

Cheng Yuan's outburst, which became acrimonious, also occurred after he repeatedly asked him to take the fall for Xiaoyan.

Yang Baihua looked pained and held his head tightly in the strong smell of fish soup.

Chi Xiaochi drove all the way home and commented, "It's exciting to hit and run."

061 announced with no small amount of surprise, "The remorse value has reached 45."

Chi Xiaochi shifts gears, "I know."

061 checked the comments on Twitter again, "You're tweeting over three thousand comments."

Chi Xiaochi said, "By six o'clock tonight, I'll take your name if you don't break 10,000."

Even with a million questions in his mind, 061 was amused by him, "Last name? Last name 0 or last name 6."

Chi Xiaochi laughed along with him.

After the fun, 061 began to analyze the situation: "Now you've set yourself aside. For Tang Huan, if she admits that she bought the song herself, the final conclusion is that Yang Xiaoyan plagiarized. Tang Huan is no longer the persona of a talented musician, but she can still be considered half a victim."

Chi Xiaochi said, "If you don't recognize it, let the victims go to whomever's name is entered in the composer's column."

"Will Yundu definitely pursue Yang Xiaoyan? This is a scandal after all, if Yundu chooses to keep the news down ......"

"Press? Not pursue?" Chi Xiaochi laughed, "This is not an ordinary scandal. When a singer plagiarizes, once it's confirmed, it's a lifelong stain. They will only pursue it with great fanfare. Today at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest, Yang Xiaoyan will receive a court summons. Yang Baihua will have no position even if he comes begging me again."

061 This confirms that Chi Xiaochi is really giving up on the relationship line with Yang Baihua.

He asked, "Aren't you afraid that if you tear yourself away from him, it will lead to mission failure?"

Chi Xiaochi asked, "Is it failing now?"

061: "...... You're taking a chance?"

Chi Xiaochi: "I'm experimenting."

"Experimenting with what?"

Chi Xiaochi brakes at a red light and smiles, "You've got to admit, it's not easy to get someone to admit that they made a mistake and, in turn, sincerely regret it."

061 nodded.

Previously, none of his hosts had barely scraped together the Remorse Value without paying with their lives.

Chi Xiaochi says, "In contrast, it was simpler to just make him regret knowing me."