First-Class Lawyer

Chapter 114: Identity (1)

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Such a big move is hard to ignore.

A bedroom door on the opposite side opened, and Yan Suizhi pulled out his slippers.

Although Young Master Qiao was shocked, he didn't bother his friends. In his heart, it was rare for Gu Yan to like someone with such a sullen and coquettish personality.

Before he figured out what was going on, it was not good to shout so rashly that everyone knew it, and it would make Gu Yan very embarrassed.

Master Qiao thinks that he has few other advantages, but at least he can be regarded as a caring little padded jacket.

When the little padded jacket saw Yan Suizhi, he bit the tip of his tongue and swallowed back the sound of the split.

He forcibly changed the subject and asked, "You haven't slept yet? Why did you come out?"

Yan Suizhi raised the glass in his hand, "I'm a little thirsty after taking a shower, come out and pour some water."

"Is there a pool in the room?"

"Yeah." Yan Suizhi took a glass of warm water in the living room, and said calmly, "But it seems a bit of a loss for you to come out and take a look without making excuses for shouting so loudly."

Attorney Gu, who never called from the beginning to the end, felt wronged.

Qiao Mian jacket was very nervous. He stared at Yan Suizhi and asked carefully, "Did you hear our name?"

Gu Yan corrected him: "Where did you come from?"

Yan Suizhi leaned against the countertop of the pool and took a sip of water unhurriedly, "It's a little fuzzy, so I came out, why don't you say it again?"

Gu Yan: "..."

Don't believe this shit. Didn't you hear it coming out specially

"Well... Wait a minute, I'll figure it out first." Qiao grabbed Gu Yan's neck and abducted him into his room.

bang—

The door closed again.

The light in the bedroom is still only the balcony one, and the atmosphere is very suitable for telling secrets. Master Joe felt very exciting.

He pressed the doorknob as if he was back in his first year at Metz University. Every night, he tried to kidnap Gu Yan for a lying talk, but Gu Yan, this popsicle, couldn't say three words in one night.

But today, everything is different.

Qiao asked Gu Yan in a low voice, "Am I not mistaken? You... do you really like that intern?"

Attorney Gu was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back a mean sentence: "Didn't your reflexes come to Decama with you?"

"… "

Master Qiao responded generously and said, "Just take it. But you can't blame me, the main reason is you. If you put this kind of thing on others, you don't need to say it, I can see it with a glance. come out."

Gu Yan: "..."

I don't know where this young master's confidence comes from.

"But of your words, of course I have to confirm it a few more times." Joe said, "Who made you look like a frigid all day long, and suddenly dropped such a bomb at me, I am not confused!"

He's quite reasonable.

But this sentence is full of pitfalls, and Gu Yan doesn't even know where to start his sarcastic words. He could only stare at him angrily, waiting to hear what else he had to talk about.

Facts have proved that Master Qiao really lived up to his expectations—

He didn't know what to think of, so he pondered for a moment, and then asked Gu Yan, "Well... Can you be sure that you really like this intern?"

Gu Yan: "?"

"I think it is necessary for you to explain this sentence." Gu Yan said.

Joe hesitated.

It's a little tricky to explain...

In fact, he once thought that Gu Yan had some thoughts about the deceased dean. Especially when he was about to graduate from university, Gu Yan's state was the most abnormal, and his feeling was also the most obvious.

Later, he actually paid attention to it. Although Gu Yan did not contact the dean directly, he was always concerned about the dean's news and news.

Others may not be aware of this, but if he can't see it, he will be his best friend.

But this topic was not suitable for discussion, so Qiao never dared to ask Gu Yan.

Later, the dean encountered the bombing case, which is even more inappropriate to mention.

Qiao has contacted many psychiatrists during the years of taking care of Ke Jin. During the period after the explosion, he was worried that Gu Yan would be hit, so he asked several doctors around the corner.

However, it is not convenient to say things too clearly, and the advice that those doctors can give is limited.

Joe could only pick and choose, choosing a few suggestions that would not easily go wrong. For example, Yan Suizhi can't be completely avoided in front of Gu Yan, but he can't mention it too much. The frequency should gradually become normal, and the tone should gradually change from sad to natural.

It took a few months to create a psychological suggestion for Gu Yan - things will pass, sadness will be calmed down.

He once felt that this method barely played a role, at least when others mentioned Yan Suizhi later, Gu Yan would not show too obvious emotions on his face.

But he is also very clear that this effect is actually limited.

It takes time for Gu Yan to completely let go of the deceased dean.

It's hard to say how long, but it won't be so fast anyway.

That's why his jaw dropped when he heard Gu Yan said he liked interns just now, and a large part of the reason was because of this.

But just now, Qiao suddenly realized that the intern Ruan Ye actually had a slight resemblance to the dean Yan Suizhi. Of course, it was not really similar in appearance, but in a certain angle and a certain movement, there would be something like that A little meaning.

He had this feeling once, but he didn't think about it at that time.

Now that I think about it, it's a bit more complicated.

Does Gu Yan really like this intern, or does he like the deceased dean through this intern

Young Master Qiao felt that he was too sensitive, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the secret.

But it would be inappropriate to say such a thing.

Qiao felt a little sorry for the little intern, but it would be nice if Gu Yan could take this opportunity to come out completely.

As a smart and caring friend, Master Qiao slapped himself in the dark, saying that the secret should not be revealed, so that you can talk more. He swallowed the words he almost asked, shook his head and said to Gu Yan, "It's nothing, I'm just too surprised, I'll confirm with you twice."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the door, but he was actually looking at the intern in the living room through the door.

Then, he looked deeply at Gu Yan and said, "Forget it, that's fine."

The tone has the meaning of going through thousands of sails.

Gu Yan: "?"

Joe didn't give him time to wonder, and quickly changed the subject: "Do the intern need my help? Most of your stuffy personality can't open your mouth. I'll help you knock on the seam for him?"

The tone contained a rather euphemistic sympathy.

Gu Yan: "That's not necessary."

"Why? Could it be that you're still going to hold it? Be careful, you've been holding back for a long time. Someday someone will tell you, "Hello, Mr. Gu, this is my girlfriend or boyfriend." Master Qiao didn't say a word yet. Broke my heart for my friend.

Who knows Gu Yan said: "He has it now."

Joe: "What? Who?"

Gu Yan glanced at him, and calmly dropped a word: "I."

Joe: "… "

Joe: "???"

Attorney Gu patted his shoulder and opened the door.

Yan Suizhi was still in the living room. He sat on the arm of the single sofa, his long legs folded gracefully. Seeing Gu Yan come out, he turned his head and put the empty glass on the coffee table, and asked, "Have you made it clear?"

Gu Yan: "It's not particularly clear."

Yan Suizhi stood up and walked towards Gu Yan, and saw Qiao holding the door frame, looking here with a little sadness and anger, and a little more complexity.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's nothing, don't worry about me." Joe still held the door frame.

Gu Yan turned to look at him.

Qiao waved again and again, "Go quickly, don't look at me, I will reflect on my life."

"… "

So, Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi went back to the room to sleep.

One after the other, in the same room, went to bed.

Master Qiao felt that he was going to lose sleep again tonight.

Fortunately, it was because of insomnia that he saw something at night.

At 3:10 in the morning, Qiao finished flipping through an idle book on the smartphone, and went to Ke Jin's room to check the quilt and floor temperature. When he returned to his bedroom to go to sleep, he suddenly found that there was a little light in the building opposite.

That building is also a villa-style building, but the interior layout is somewhat different from the one they live in. As far as he knew, the interns of the Southern Cross Law Firm, as well as some junior affairs officers and assistants, were placed there.

The spot of light was not that bright. It was more like a flashing spot of light across the curtain, and it quickly disappeared.

There was no movement after that.

At that time, Joe didn't feel anything. He thought it was just someone in the room who got up at night and was too lazy to turn on the headlights. He only turned on the lights on the smartphone or watch to illuminate.

He just paused in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, then rubbed his brows and returned to the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Early in the morning at the Garden Hotel, it was not quiet, and occasionally there would be birdsong from far and near, passing through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then sliding to the higher roof.

The Southern Cross cocktail party was originally designed to provide guests with a short holiday in disguise. How could everyone relax? No one stipulated what time to meet and what to do, so at eight or nine o’clock, there were only a few people in the glass garden downstairs. A sparse figure having breakfast.

When Master Qiao rubbed the chicken coop head out of the room, Gu Yan was sitting on the sofa looking at the dossier, while Yan Suizhi was sitting on the armrest, leaning on his shoulders, discussing the dossier with him one by one. content.

After hearing the movement, the two raised their heads and greeted him at the same time, "Morning."

Master Qiao felt that he had gone blind early in the morning.

He snorted "Morning", sipped a cup of black coffee, and got on the treadmill with a towel over a towel.

"I ordered breakfast and I'll be there in a while." Yan Suizhi turned his head and said to him.

There was plenty of light by the window, which clearly illuminated the dark circles under the eyes of Young Master Qiao that fell under his cheekbones.

Yan Suizhi was startled, "Why are the dark circles so heavy? Didn't you sleep last night?"

Joe said dryly, "Thanks to you, I don't go to bed until three o'clock."

He leaned against the large pane of glass behind the sofa, running boredly counting the panes of the building across from him.

In several rooms the people were already up and the curtains were wide open. With his impressive eyesight, Young Master Qiao can see figures walking inside—

"You don't have to work, why do those interns get up so early?" Joe sighed, "Is the wine party considered overtime?"

When Yan Suizhi heard the words, he turned his head through the window and glanced at the opposite side. He squinted in the sunlight and swept it roughly, "I really got up."

"No, isn't there a room with the curtains closed?" said Joe.

"Which one?" Yan Suizhi was a little puzzled. He swept it just now, and the several rooms where the intern lived were clearly awake, and he could even see Locke and the others lying on the dining table eating.

Qiao pointed to a certain window, "Here—that one. I guess I didn't sleep well like me. I saw light shining through it after three o'clock last night."

Yan Suizhi frowned, "Which one are you referring to? The sixth room from the left?"

Joe nodded, "Yes."

Hearing this, Gu Yan also frowned and turned around, looking at the opposite side, "Are you sure?"

"Sure," Joe said. "When I saw it last night, I stopped and counted it out of nowhere. It's the sixth room. What's the problem?"

Yan Suizhi put down the virtual page in his hand, "If you really counted correctly, then there is really a problem. The sixth room is the room assigned to me."