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Chapter 475 You Are Fearful Of Guilt!

What?
Who?
An Ran didn't react, she was in a dazed state looking at the radiant man on the stage.

Nie Xiaoqian pushed An Ran; "Sister, hurry up, you have won an award."

"Me? Awarded?" An Ran wondered, how did she get the Outstanding Contribution Award without doing anything?
It seems too unreliable, right?
Uncle, even if you are in your own family, you don't wear such a crown. When the Lord finds out, why don't you tear us apart?

When An Ran was worried about whether her uncle had given someone else's award to herself, the host had already taken over Leng Chengtian's topic and continued: "Now we, Ms. An Ran, are invited to come on stage to accept the award."

Being urged continuously, An Ran couldn't stay in the audience any longer, so she had to get up and go on stage, hoping to go up to see clearly and find a way to correct her uncle's mistakes.

This time, Leng Chengtian stepped down earlier than Situ Haoleng. He not only held up the skirt for An Ran, but also walked to the center of the stage side by side with her. His incomparable momentum directly crushed Situ Haoleng's light, making Heat The name of the search list is changing rapidly.

Of course, An Ran, who was presenting the award, didn't know this.

She just looked at the award card that Leng Chengtian handed her in a daze for a while, and then she came back to her senses in the introduction on the big screen.

I don't know who recorded her every detail of the crew, even helping the factory to move the props.

At the end of the documentary, there were several checks remitted to the disaster-stricken and impoverished areas, all of which were sent out in the honor of the program "Falling in Love with Husband".

Relevant personnel investigated and learned that An Ran had donated all the remuneration for the manuscript, but did not keep a penny.

So much so that the Outstanding Contribution Award falls on her and deserves it.

When they saw the picture of An Ran falling asleep on the floor with gauze wrapped in her hands, many media people stood up and applauded to show her respect, and the award venue erupted with the warmest applause.

This kind of applause lasted for so long that Anran's eardrums were still buzzing on the way home.

Nestled in Leng Chengtian's arms, looking at the trophy in his hand, An Ran asked incredulously, "Uncle, is this really mine?"

How could this award not fall into his own hands?

The man nodded calmly, pointed at her nose and said, "It's well deserved."

"But, I always feel that this doesn't seem real." As a screenwriter, she doesn't deserve the Outstanding Contribution Award anyway, okay?

She admitted that she did a lot of work that didn't belong to her in the crew, but some of it was forced by Director Situ, and some of it was because she couldn't stand it.

There is also the donation, which she promised a long time ago.

She once swore that if her manuscript could be made into a TV series, even one, she would donate the money.

"Are you doubting yourself, or me?" Leng Chengtian was displeased, his eyes sank slightly.

An Ran pulled the corner of her mouth, stretched out her hand to pinch the other person's face and said: "If you don't bring such a thing, you can turn your face if you say it. I am doubting my own strength, and I am not doubting you."

"When you doubt yourself, you are doubting me." You were brought out by me.

"Okay, I was wrong, I should get this award, and no one else should get it except me, okay?" An Ran had no choice but to put this aside in advance, the most important thing is not to make her husband angry.

Nie Xiaoqian turned her head, looked at the obedient An Ran in Leng Chengtian's arms, and said, "Sister Ran Ran, I discovered a secret."

The two looked up at Nie Xiaoqian at the same time, and the other party added without fear of death: "You are afraid of guilt."

(End of this chapter)