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Han Yi'er sat limply outside the door. Was this the end? Was he finally unable to pass through this pit? Tears welled up in her eyes as she annotated the lyrics in her hands soullessly …

Oh, it's a pile of scrap paper now...

Suddenly! The door opened once again, and as if Han Yi'er had a new hope, she quickly stood up and said, "Director Lin!" She presented the lyrics in front of Lin Yuze with both hands.

"We have to accept it, we have to accept it!" "You must accept it!" The hand holding the lyrics trembled, and in her heart, she couldn't help but pray that Lin Yuze would accept the lyrics.

"Hmph." With a light snort, Lin Yuze's expression darkened as he took the lyrics from Han Yi'er's hands.

In a split-second, the corner of her mouth revealed a trace of an intelligent smile, but …

"Now they're just waste paper!" Lin Yuze forcefully tossed the words out, and one by one, the lyrics drifted down from the sky …

He raised his head and thought, "Why do I feel such pain when I hit my face with the lyrics that I wrote with great difficulty?"

Are they waste paper now?

But there was her own hard work, hard work, and hope!

Without the tears of loss, Han Yi'er looked at Lin Yuze with eyes as calm as water. "Director Lin, you can think of me as someone who has no credibility, but …" Pointing at the lyrics scattered across the floor, his expression was filled with determination, "Please don't insult my work! They... It definitely will not be waste paper! "

Self-confidence or conceit? Strong or dying?

Seeing her fiercely protective attitude toward her work, and listening to her familiar words, 'They are definitely not waste paper!' Heh, so familiar …

Lin Yuze's gaze gradually followed her finger to the lyrics on the ground, then suddenly …

Something attracted Lin Yuze's gaze …

Is it the lyrics?

No! No! It was Han Yi'er's hand! Her hand...

Look at her face and her clothes...

Lin Yuze's serious expression gradually faded …

Han Yi'er did not say anything, but squatted down to pick up the scattered words of the song on the ground …

"Your hand?" Lin Yuze's voice was no longer that domineering; it was filled with the concern of a man. He squatted in front of Han Yi'er and grabbed her wrist, his face at a loss …

This was the first time they had met, and although she looked simple, she was very elegant and dazzling …

The second time they met, her face was covered with wounds, and she still shone as brightly as before …

During this meeting, her hands were covered in thorns and her clothes were tattered, but her entire person was so dim that it had nothing to do with it …

It had only been three months, why was this girl so surprised?

"It's fine." She coldly rejected Lin Yuze's concern without a single word of explanation. This was her character! He did not desire the understanding and sympathy of the world. He only wanted to find someone who was a good friend and had a connection with him.

However, thinking back to the previous few times when she had been in such a hurry to clarify things with Yun AoTian, what was the reason for that?

Lin Yuze blankly squatted on the spot, and after a moment of silence, he stood up. "Miss Han, what do you think about your creation?"

Hearing his question, she calmly replied, "Every creation has its own blood and sweat, but every creation has its own soul." She picked up all the lyrics, stood up and nodded politely, "Sorry, I wasted a lot of your time."

"Wait a minute!" Grabbing her arm, Lin Yuze's expression revealed a God of Insight: "Everyone has a dark side to them, and when you create your own, will you bring these emotions in?"

Yes, that's right! Everyone had a dark side to their hearts.

The dark side of Han Yi'er's heart was filled with endless hatred!

He hated his father, and couldn't forget that hateful look no matter what …

However, hatred only blinded the eyes. In order to ensure the quality of one's work, one would enter another world whenever one created it. That world was pure and spotless, and only by doing so would one create a work with a pure soul: "No!"

"How can I prove it?" Lin Yuze smiled gently and released Han Yi'er's hand.

"You are a professional. You should be able to do it from my creation …" As if he had just awoken from a dream, a smile that came from the heart hung on his face. "Thank you. Thank you for giving me another chance."

She took the lyrics from her hand. "If the lyrics don't move me, I'll treat them like scrap paper." This was the first time the usually stern Lin Yuze had made a joke in front of an unfamiliar person, because he knew that …

The lyrics in his hands right now were definitely not some piece of scrap paper! Instead, it was the treasure …

A priceless treasure!

"En, it's alright, as long as you can look." Hot tears of joy filled her eyes!

This time, she had finally jumped over the trap! She had missed her second encounter and was finally able to save her life …

Thinking of how Han Yi'er would do his best to protect his work, then looking at her attitude …

The usually confident Lin Yuze had no choice but to admit her mistakes this time. Sometimes people might know to change things, but if she really didn't stop explaining the reason for being late, wouldn't it be counterproductive? Lin Yuze inwardly laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry, Miss Han."

"Huh?" Why was Lin Yuze apologizing to him? Furthermore, it was said that there was no such thing as sorry or sorry in his dictionary, because he had never made any mistakes or mistakes in his work. Han Yi'er commented at Lin Yuze in confusion.

"Haha, everything is fine now …" Lin Yuze awkwardly smiled, as if he had just recalled something. "You …" "Where do you work now?"

In response to Lin Yuze's question, Han Yi'er smiled sweetly. "She's working as a maid."

A maid?

Did the talented her end up as a maid? Did she really need money?

And a maid wouldn't be covered with scars, would she?

Was the injury on her face a few days ago caused by her employer? Why wouldn't she leave when she met such a perverted employer? Lin Yuze's mind was currently filled with thick fog. This girl that was so elegant had now turned into such a field, which couldn't help but cause people to feel pity for her.

"Come to my house, let me apply some medicine for you." Hearing this sentence, Han Yi'er did not have much of a reaction, causing Lin Yuze to be stunned!

If it wasn't for the fact that he was always a bit eccentric, he would never have invited the opposite sex into his house. But now, he actually asked a woman he had known for a few days to come in.

"Thank you for your kind intentions. I've only taken an hour off, so I have to hurry back."

Seeing Han Yi'er shirk away, Lin Yuze didn't try to urge her to stay any longer. Both of them nodded politely as they crossed paths …

At the instant she turned around, tears of excitement and joy dropped down from her eyes …