Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

Chapter 26

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After coming out of the haunted house, Wen Ruan seemed to be discouraged all the way, as if a huge dark cloud hovered over her head, and she looked very depressed.

Even when eating, he used chopsticks to pick up the white rice in his bowl in silence, and didn't even pick up the food once during the whole process, looking like he lost his soul.

Wen Ruan was in a state of grief.

It was supposed to be an extremely sweet and girly day, but now it suddenly turned into a history of humiliation that can be recorded in the history of my life.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.

If you fail to attack Fu Zhihuan by yourself, no matter how you think about it, you should blame the ghost who ate garlic before work!

Fu Zhihuan finished his meal, looked at the time, and then stood up: "I'll pay the bill first."

Wen Ruan supported his arm with one hand, and numbly picked up the rice grains with the other hand. He nodded his head blankly, looking in a bad mood, and even said in a weak tone: "Well, you can go."

Seeing this, Jiang Zichen immediately put down his drink cup, and followed Fu Zhihuan closely with small steps: "Brother Fu! I'll go with you."

Sister Wen who is sulking is simply terrible.

Although he didn't say a word during the whole process, the unrequited expression and the low air pressure all over his body can make people feel like they're sitting on pins and needles.

no!

Sister Wen can't be so depressed all the time!

If so, during the payment gap, Jiang Zichen stretched out his hand and pulled Fu Zhihuan's trouser leg, raised his face and said in a low voice, "Brother Fu, Sister Wen seems very unhappy."

Fu Zhihuan turned his head and looked in Wen Ruan's direction—

She still kept the same action just now, with her eyelids drooping, and she looked as if the fire had been turned off, with a big word "mourning" written on it.

"Um."

Fu Zhihuan responded, and looked away, but there seemed to be some strange emotions in Gujing's calm eyes.

"Our teacher said that when a girl is unhappy, just give her a gift!"

Jiang Zi pondered for a while, and then had a flash of inspiration, "Why don't we sneak away and buy a gift for Sister Wen Ruan?"

Fu Zhihuan didn't speak, but lowered his eyes calmly, as if he was thinking about something.

He rarely saw Wen Ruan like this, but compared to this incident, what surprised him even more was that his emotions seemed to be affected by Wen Ruan's emotions since he didn't know when.

For example, seeing her sluggish all the way, I don't seem to be happy either.

Even when Jiang Zichen was persuading him, he actually came up with the idea of... wanting to buy something to coax her

It wasn't until the cashier handed over the bill that he recovered from his contemplation, turned around, held the pen and bowed his head to sign.

"Mr. Fu...?"

As soon as Fu Zhihuan finished signing, before Fu Zhihuan had time to speak to Jiang Zichen, he suddenly heard a familiar female voice from not far away.

Fu Zhihuan turned his head and looked in the direction of the source of the voice.

He Ziqin stood at the dining table in front left, looking in Fu Zhihuan's direction.

There was some consternation in her eyes, but when she saw the person in front of her looking at her as if responding, she immediately came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and showed a smiling face.

"I almost thought I was wrong just now, but I didn't expect it was really you."

He Ziqin had just returned to China not long ago, and today also because he was free on the weekend, he was invited out by an old friend to visit the amusement park. But along the way, I lacked interest. Maybe I haven’t been back for many years, and I can’t catch some novel stalks, so I didn’t have much fun with my friends.

So, I left the team first and ran to this restaurant to hide.

But I never thought that by accident, I would meet Fu Zhihuan.

Seeing He Ziqin approaching, Jiang Zishen quickly backed away, and then hid behind Fu Zhihuan, holding the hem of his clothes with both hands, looking on guard all over.

Level 1 warning! An invader who wants to rob Brother Fu with Sister Wen appeared!

But He Ziqin saw the kid Jiang Zichen at a glance. Perhaps to show her tenderness, she even bent over and propped up her knees, talking to him with a smile: "Hey? Is this Mr. Fu's younger brother? It's so cute. "

Jiang Zichen's hand holding Fu Zhihuan's clothes was tight.

He doesn't like this aunt.

The perfume smells bad, and it looks a bit fierce.

Like the math teacher who always lets herself go to the back of the classroom to develop!

Perhaps aware of Jiang Zichen's resistance, Fu Zhihuan stretched out his hand calmly, took him behind him, then raised his eyes to He Ziqin, and said without any disturbance in his voice, "A child from a friend's family."

"Well, Mr. Fu is really patient."

He Ziqin straightened up with a smile, then stretched out his hand and brushed his hair back, his eyes curled up: "Did you two come together? I found a lot of interesting places when I was shopping just now, do you need me to bring them?" You go and see?"

"No need." Fu Zhihuan said lightly, "A friend is with us."

"Friend?" He Ziqin was stunned.

And at this moment, Jiang Zichen poked his head out, grinned his mouth, and happily greeted not far away: "Sister Wen Ruan! We are here!"

Wen Ruan

When He Ziqin heard the name, his back stiffened subconsciously, and his pupils shrank slightly.

No, it shouldn't be such a coincidence.

Maybe it's just the same name, or...

"You paid for exactly eleven minutes and forty-two seconds."

As Wen Ruan walked towards this side, he glanced at the time, with some small emotions in his tone that hadn't dissipated from the sulking just now, "I almost thought you two ran away and planned to blackmail me for a meal! "

Hearing this extremely familiar voice, the expression on He Ziqin's face changed, and he clenched his right hand subconsciously.

In fact, she had heard the news that Wen Ruan came to Jiangcheng to become a lawyer again.

But at that time, He Ziqin didn't take it seriously, because Wen Ruan had left the legal and political circle for a long time, and even if he came back now, he would not be what he used to be, and could not shake his position.

But unexpectedly, Wen Ruan actually knew Fu Zhihuan. words

Thinking of the phone call he heard in the restaurant a few days ago, He Ziqin suddenly realized that it was very possible that the person on the other end of the phone was Wen Ruan.

She gritted her teeth.

For so many years, I have always lived smoothly, and the only two stumbling blocks that appeared were the same person.

Wen Ruan also saw He Ziqin, the vice-president only mentioned this person to himself a few days ago, so he was able to match up quickly.

So she laughed, stretched out her hand towards He Ziqin, and said politely, "Miss He, long time no see."

He Ziqin looked at the white and slender hand that was handed to him, but he didn't immediately shake it back. Instead, he remained silent for a long time without even saying a word.

It wasn't until nearly half a minute later that she suddenly chuckled, raised her hand, and shook it slightly perfunctorily: "Sorry, I was thinking about who you are just now, so I didn't react right away. "

"You also know that in our profession of lawyers, we have to meet too many people every day, and those who are not impressed are easy to forget."

Wen Ruan withdrew her hand calmly, and there was a just right smile in her beautiful eyes, but she just lowered her eyelids slightly, as if she was thinking.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so they don't need to act in front of themselves.

He Ziqin deliberately kept her hands empty just now, and the words that sounded appropriate but actually had a little deep meaning were obviously trying to embarrass herself.

And the phrase "If you don't have a deep impression, you will forget it", although it sounds like an understatement, Wen Ruan can naturally hear the sarcasm in it.

"But I still remembered Miss Wen. After all, the case three years ago was one of the few failures in my life."

When He Ziqin said this, he sighed softly, shook his head, and said with a bit of regret in his tone, "But after all, that case was too cruel, and my client even committed suicide by jumping off a building, so let me wait until now. It’s all fresh in my memory.”

Fu Zhihuan frowned slightly, his eyes turned cold instantly, his throat moved slightly, and he moved half a step forward. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Wen Ruan beside him laugh softly—

"Understandable, because I have also been a lawyer for many years, and I have to meet too many people every day, so I often meet people who greet me without recognizing them. However, I still have a fresh memory of Ms. He. After all, we have been opponents twice."

Wen Ruan's eyebrows were curved, and she seemed to be unaffected by He Ziqin's words, and even said with a smile in her tone: "Speaking of which, I am very grateful to you. Because I am actually a criminal defense lawyer. Yes, when the teacher asked me to learn commercial defense, I was always worried that I would have problems. So when I had a lawsuit with you, I was nervous for a long time."

"Thanks to you, after the court session, I realized that commercial defense is not so difficult, but it gave me a lot of confidence. It is also because of this that I have more and more cases. .”

A very annoying statement.

Although Wen Ruan was smiling when she spoke, her tone was calm and harmonious, as if she was chattering, but every sentence stepped on He Ziqin's pain spot accurately.

In fact, she didn't intend to embarrass He Ziqin at first, but she couldn't bear the other party's aggressiveness, and even brought out the case of Lu Kechen's manslaughter three years ago and pressed it on herself.

Wen Ruan has never been a character to swallow her anger. Since she is stepping on her head to dance ballet, she will have to make the other party feel the pain no matter what.

Sure enough, the smile on He Ziqin's face was almost unstoppable, and his expression became more and more stiff. She gritted her teeth so hard that even her cheeks were so painful from the excessive force.

"But we have other plans later, so we won't talk to Ms. He any more. I wish you a happy life."

After Wen Ruan's output was over, he stopped talking nonsense with He Ziqin, but bent down and took Jiang Zichen's hand, leading him to turn around and leave.

Fu Zhihuan laughed silently, then also straightened up, ready to leave.

"Wait, Mr. Fu."

He Ziqin's head was hot, and suddenly remembered the purpose of his greeting, and he stopped shouting, his tone softened: "I didn't expect you to know Miss Wen Ruan, please apologize for me and her later. I was too reckless just now. There is also something wrong, it seems that she is angry."

Fu Zhihuan stopped, turned slightly sideways, and set his eyes on He Ziqin.

He Ziqin sighed, held up a wry smile, and said, "Maybe Miss Wen is too sensitive, or I didn't think carefully. But I didn't expect that after so many years, her temper is still so straightforward."

"Miss He."

Fu Zhihuan laughed suddenly, his eyes drooped, and his tone was casual: "You and I just know each other."

"Huh?" He Ziqin was stunned.

"But she and I are friends."

Fu Zhihuan narrowed his eyes halfway, and his tone was slow, but there was an inexplicable sense of coercion in every word: "So, there is no need to beat around the bush in front of me."

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