After the court trial ended, everyone immediately threw a party for Shu Yan.
Above the banquet table hung a banner handwritten by Qi Tianyu—"Congratulations to the beautiful Shu Yan on her rebirth!"
Shu Yan had never been so happy and declared an open banquet, saying that she was covering all expenses tonight—everyone could drink to their heart's content until whatever time they wished.
The court had awarded her all the money from Fang Wenzhe's account.
A total of more than ten million.
She accepted it all without reservation.
Now, she was not only free but also had her own little gold mine, which made her feel incredibly carefree.
Even He Yun, who had been practicing at the Daoist Temple, had come.
Seeing him in his Daoist robe, Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but tease.
"Movie Emperor He, back in the day, you were one of the top faces in the entertainment industry, and now you show up to Shu Yan's victory celebration in just a robe?"
He Yun looked down at his attire.
