Xu Na was tired from playing and fell asleep on the sofa, and I put my coat on her.
Ms. Yang and Sheng Minou talked in the office for more than an hour, and when they returned to the reception room, it was nearly dusk outside. She thanked me, picked up the children carefully, and Wu Yi sent them out of the door.
I put on my coat and followed him out, and when Wu Yi finished seeing him off, I went up to him and grabbed his shoulders.
"Are they the family members of the deceased in the traffic accident?"
Wu Yi asked in surprise: "How do you know? Ms. Yang told you?"
"Guess based on ingenuity. Their dress and conversation are too different from your target customer group. At first glance, they are not people who will take tens of millions to invite you to a lawsuit. And..." I grinned, "I just I heard you in the meeting room saying that you are going to ask the client to come over in the afternoon."
Wu Yi smiled: "I see."
He told me that when the client is called today, the first is to understand the other party’s psychological expectations for compensation, and the second is to explain to the other party the legal process to be followed.
He sighed: "Children are the most pitiful. There is no father at such a young age."
Who said it wasn't, no matter how much the compensation was, Nana's father would not be able to come back to life and grow up with her. For children, after all, it is an irreparable loss.
"Hello, the urgent shipment ordered by Mr. Sheng has arrived."
Wu Yi and I looked back together, and saw a courier guy standing at the door, holding a long and narrow courier box in his arms, and he kept looking inside.
Just as Wu Yi was about to step forward, I hooked my shoulders and dragged him back to the original place.
"I'll come, I'll come." I greeted my little brother graciously, and took the courier from the other party to sign for receipt.
The kraft paper box is about one meter long and only about twenty centimeters wide.
After saying goodbye to Wu Yi, I knocked on the door of Sheng Minou's office, and without waiting for a response from inside, I pushed the door open and said at the same time, "Sir, your courier has arrived."
The former desk full of imprints has been replaced, and the new desk is still the same as before, transparent and clean, and there is no unnecessary debris on the desk.
Hearing my voice, Sheng Minou looked up from the file, and swept the desktop computer and other things aside without saying a word.
I understood what he meant, put the express box on the vacant space on the table, and handed him the letter opener in the pen holder.
He took it without looking up, quickly opened the box, and took out an exquisite gentleman's staff from it.
The wooden staff is slender and strong, with pale antler handles, it is really high-end and elegant.
If I'm not mistaken, this cane is an Italian brand, purely handmade, and quite expensive, just four figures for any one, and tens of thousands for special materials. Like Sheng Minou's wooden antler staff, I'm afraid it won't be worth 10,000 yuan.
Hey, it's just a sprained foot, why waste the money, I said earlier that I bought him an old man's stick from the supermarket, and it wouldn't cost a hundred dollars.
I pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down, and asked, "Is it because of Dad that you took on that case?"
Sheng Minou raised the cane to his face and looked at it carefully, with a critical and arrogant attitude, like a king inspecting his scepter. Every detail strives to be perfect, and every connection must be ingenious, otherwise it is really not worthy of his noble status.
"If you want to pick it up, you can pick it up." He held the handle, smashed the cane on the ground, and then tried to stand up.
I have to say that the material of antlers is really suitable for him, majestic, beautiful, strong and violent.
He was a little unskilled at the beginning, but soon, his excellent learning ability was fully highlighted, and it took almost less than two minutes to completely master the tricks and walk freely.
Fortunately, I took half a month's leave, and as a result, my "human crutch" was laid off after only one day.
Sheng Min'ou walked back and forth in the office twice, probably quite satisfied, with a smile on his lips unconsciously. It's just that when he looked at me, the slight smile disappeared in an instant.
"Leave the car keys, you can go."
I knew he was in a hurry to buy a cane so he could drive me away.
"I can drive you home."
He flatly refused: "No, I can send it to Wu Yi."
"What a bother to him."
Sheng Minou sneered, looked at me with a look of "what are you asking knowingly", and said slowly: "I'm more afraid of trouble you."
My smile faded a little, I turned my eyes away, and stopped looking at him.
As long as you don't see his contemptuous eyes, mocking expression, and artificially reduce the attack power, it seems that the damage you receive will be lighter. Although it is a bit self-deceiving, it is the best response I can seek.
"I'm not afraid of trouble."
His voice sank: "Lu Feng, I thought I had made it clear yesterday."
I stopped turning the chair, stared at the ground firmly, and said bitterly: "I understand, I won't be sentimental. You hate me, hate me, and will never fall in love with me. I know it better than anyone else. "
If I don't say these words, I will think that once I say them, the lethality is so great that I can't bear it myself. Even if I knew everything before, sometimes I would have an ostrich mentality. If I didn’t think about it, it would seem that it didn’t exist, and if I knew it, I would be confused. But once it's turned into words, it won't allow me to escape. I have to admit, admit...the fact that there is absolutely no way for Sheng Minou to fall in love with me.
If I hadn't developed a love for him, I would have had an indifferent foster brother relationship with him until the end of my life. We may meet once or twice a year, and it is rare to make phone calls during the holidays, but as long as I don't tear myself apart with him, he will never cut off contact with me. Even if you don't like me anymore in your heart, you will be polite to me on the surface and maintain a brotherhood without blood relationship.
But the bad thing is that I moved my mind that shouldn't be moved, and let him notice it. He and I can no longer be brothers, so there is no need to maintain the superficial hypocrisy. Disgust is disgust, not loving is not loving, he doesn't bother to go around in circles with me, and he doesn't bother to take my feelings into consideration.
After all, he hated himself so much, how could he be soft on someone who didn't care.
"You see that you have sprained your leg, and now you have difficulty moving. I happen to be very interested in that traffic accident case. Why don't you let me be your free driver for a while, in exchange for a chance to learn about the progress of the case? like?" I discussed with him, "I will never interfere in your life or do anything to displease you again. Just... let me see you win. You know, this case is very important to me. Equally meaningful."
I looked up at Sheng Minou, almost begging him, but at this moment, the evening sun just hit the glass curtain wall of the opposite building, and the light outside the window suddenly became dazzling. Sheng Min'ou turned his back to the light, his expression completely plunged into incomprehensible darkness.
As the time passed by, I was very nervous, and I was afraid that Sheng Minou would not be moved if I made a small dive like this.
I sat in the chair honestly, trying to appear docile and harmless, sincere and reliable.
He stared at me silently for a moment, walked towards me step by step with a cane, and finally stopped about one meter away from me.
I swallowed, and unconsciously sat up straight.
"The three chapters of the covenant." He looked down at me, and whispered with thin lips, "One, you are only allowed to watch, and you are not allowed to express opinions; second, you are only allowed to watch, and you are not allowed to touch at will; You can drive the car away, but you must pick me up when I use the car."
To put it simply, he gave in on the case, but emotionally, he never gave me an opportunity.
That's fine, he doesn't have to think about how to defend me, and I don't have to think about how to get close to him. This month, we will temporarily withdraw from our relationship, live together peacefully, and only focus on our common goals.
Very good, it's perfect.
"Understood?" Sheng Minou asked.
I nodded hastily, expressing that I understand and will never break the contract. If he doesn't believe it, he can still swear to the sky. He sat back in his seat, threw the paper box aside, and moved his notebook back to its original place.
"correct… "
"One." I wanted to ask him more details about the case, but he didn't even look at me, and just dropped the number.
I was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that I made an agreement - only allowed to observe, not to express opinions.
Fuck, this is where it starts
I was a little surprised, but I kept my mouth shut as promised. Seeing that Sheng Min'ou had continued to work as if no one was there, he quietly got up from his seat and walked towards the door.
Halfway through, he went back and took the courier box on the ground.
Afterwards, according to the agreement, every morning I would pick him up from Sheng Minou's apartment downstairs, send him to the law firm, and spend the day in their reception room, swiping his phone and playing games. If there was a meeting about the traffic accident case, Wu Yi would call I listened in and sent Sheng Minou home in the evening, and then went home by myself.
After such a week, although there is no trial, I have already figured out all the procedures of their lawyers.
At the same time, he also found out Sheng Minou's schedule. Arrive at the law firm at 9:00 a.m., hold meetings, prepare materials, ask other lawyers about the progress of their cases, and then meet with clients, meet with clients, meet with clients, read documents, until 9:00 p.m., when I get off work and go home.
Sometimes he also has other arrangements, such as... going to some high-end places to meet some high-end clients, most of which are five-star hotels, high-end clubs, and some private clubs, but relatively few. Usually I wait for him in the car, at least half an hour, at most it is not good, he will return the same way after seeing the client.
Among other things this week, my driving skills are definitely good.
"You go up with me tonight." Sheng Minou said suddenly when the car stopped steadily.
Although I was puzzled, I nodded without saying anything. There is no way, whoever said that the three chapters of the agreement are in the first place, can't express opinions, can't have objections, basically what he said is what he said.
Under the leadership of the waiter, Sheng Minou and I took the magnificent elevator in the clubhouse together. During the ascent, he added a warning, saying that today’s customers are very difficult, and I’d like to be a wallflower. If I can’t talk, I can’t talk, if I can, I can’t move, and it’s best not to even breathe.
"If you mess up, our agreement will be void." The elevator door opened slowly, and he walked out with a cane, leaving me with a rather rude sentence.
Then why did you call me up here? I was baffled, and couldn't help but secretly curse at his back.
As soon as I entered the box, I saw a long golf practice blanket in the room. A middle-aged man of medium build and casual clothes swung a shot smartly, and the ball brushed past.
He clicked his tongue softly, turned around and saw Sheng Minou, as if he had just discovered our arrival, yelling, and with exaggerated enthusiasm, he stepped forward to shake hands with Sheng Minou.
"Xiao Sheng, you are here."
Sheng Minou shook hands with him: "Mr. Cai, hello."
Mr. Cai only asked who I was when he first saw me, but when Sheng Minou told him that I was just his assistant, he lost interest and stopped paying attention to me. I would also like to follow Sheng Minou's instructions, and obediently stand in the corner and act as a wallflower with the box attendant.
This Mr. Cai is indeed difficult. I am very polite and generous, but when I come up, I talk about the international situation, Shakespeare, what painting I took today, where I will eat tomorrow, and I just don’t talk about business.
Sheng Min'ou tried to bring the topic on the right track several times, but was exposed by him in a few words. It was not enough to open a bottle of whiskey, and opened a bottle of red wine that was said to be of a good vintage from his own winery. Talking around was just bypassing the topic.
Once or twice is fine, but the more times, Sheng Minou sees that the elite mask he usually wears on his face can no longer hold up, although he is still smiling, but his eyes are a little bit colder, the smile doesn't catch the eyes, and he looks extraordinarily perfunctory.
But this is my point of view, Mr. Cai didn't notice it, he was still talking about it, and invited Sheng Minou to go up and swing two shots.
Sheng Minou is a lame man, what kind of sports do he play? If Mr. Cai didn't intentionally tease Sheng Minou, he would really be a person who has no winks and is extremely self-centered.
If this kind of person does not satisfy him, there is no possibility of cooperation. No wonder Sheng Minou is so cautious. I'm afraid this is not the first time they have confronted each other.
Mr. Cai was so kind that he even gave up his seat, and Sheng Minou's atmosphere would inevitably be chilled if he sat down again.
I was wondering what he should do when I heard my name.
"Lu Feng," he stood up, walked to the golf mat in a few steps, and handed the cane to my position, "Hold it for me."
I hurried over to catch it, and saw him smiling and holding the cue handed over by Mr. Cai, and I could see a gloomy and violent look under his nonchalant appearance.
In this situation, I was a little afraid that he would swing his club and blow Mr. Cai's head off, so I took a step forward unconsciously.
Sheng Minou looked over sideways, his captivating eyes instantly fixed me in place, and he didn't dare to go forward.
Keep your feet shoulder-width apart, lower your upper body slightly, confirm the position of the club and the ball, and then swing the club lightly without losing strength. With a "click", the golf ball fell into the hole smoothly against the lawn, and Sheng Minou made a precise putt.
It is a master to lift weights so lightly.
"..." Mr. Cai didn't expect Sheng Minou to be so powerful, and he was a little dazed with his mouth half-opened.
"It's not interesting." Sheng Minou threw the club on the ground indifferently, retrieved his cane from me, and then said to Mr. Cai, "If Mr. Cai is interested, we can make an appointment for a round of golf next time. "
"Ah good."
Mr. Cai didn't know if he was shocked by Sheng Minou's aura, and then he finally sat down with Sheng Minou and talked about some serious business, saying that he would urge the company's legal affairs to finish the contract review as soon as possible, and he was very much looking forward to the cooperation with Jinshang Firm.
Sheng Minou drank a lot of wine, and even though he was sober after the end, his footsteps were a little sloppy, so I needed to support him at this time. I'm afraid that's the main reason why he asked me to follow.
When I got back to the car, I smelled of alcohol, and it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
Sheng Minou took off his coat, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, then stopped moving and closed his eyes to rest.
An hour later, I parked the car under his apartment building and saw that he was still, so I had to call him out.
He slowly opened his eyes, frowned and looked around, and found that he was home, so he straightened up and went to open the door, but failed several times.
I didn't think he could do it like this, and I was afraid that I couldn't go upstairs, so I got out of the car and walked around to him, opened the car door for him, and passed my hand over.
He looked at my hand for a long while, and grasped it without making a sound. The three chapters of the agreement, in the final analysis, are nothing more than unilateral constraints on me.
"Okay, you can go." As soon as he entered the gate, he quickly let go of my hand and started to chase people away.
I closed the door, but didn't go out.
"I'll make you some hangover soup before leaving."
After only two steps, Sheng Minou raised his cane and placed it in front of me, blocking my way.
"I'll say it again, you can go." His knuckles protruded from the force, showing a clear outline. I don't know if it was alcohol or something else. The body of the stick trembled slightly, and it was a little unstable.
I knew this was his last warning, and the subtext was full of danger, so I held my breath and had to turn and leave.
As soon as he reached the door and held the doorknob, he heard a light sound of a cane falling behind him, followed by Sheng Minou's muffled groan.
I couldn't help but look back, and found that he lost his balance and fell down when he was bending over to pick up something. At this time, he was sitting on the carpet with one leg bent, his hands behind his back, and he was staring at me unkindly. An upbeat right foot.
"Brother!" I was startled, and hurried over to check, "Did you fall?"
When I went to help him, I inevitably had to touch his body, and when I touched him, he swung him away violently.
I didn't check and sat on the ground, stunned and a little annoyed. But then when he looked up at him, he was surprised to find that his eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was trying to endure something. Look at the palm of his left hand propped by his side, holding a dark red wristband, it seemed that he accidentally fell just to pick it up.
I suddenly realized that he wanted to punch even after he was like this.
"Sheng Minou, how long has it been since you vented?" I said while staring at the hand-wrapped belt that was lined by the carpet.
Sheng Minou took a light breath, opened his eyes and looked at me.
"One..." Of course he wouldn't answer me, the cold number could not tell whether it represented a warning or his patience.
Let him count to "two", and I stand still. He had the antler walking stick in his hand, and I suspect that if I don't leave, I will be the one who gets headshot tonight.
But when he was about to count to "three", I didn't choose to get up and leave, but pulled out the red wristband from his hand.
His voice faltered, and his eyes showed suspicion.
I ignored him, covered my eyes with the bandage, and at the same time continued to count: "Three..."
The voice fell, the back of the head was tied tightly, and the eyes were completely blindfolded.
With Sheng Minou's IQ, he should be able to understand the meaning of my move.
I will not express opinions, will not touch casually, and will not have any objections.
So, he can do anything.
His vision was dark, and he could hear needles dropping in his ears.
In the eerie silence, I seemed to hear my own heartbeat. They are so hurried, so clamorous, lost the original order, to the point of noise.
I didn't wait for a response for a long time, and I couldn't even sense the existence of Sheng Minou. I became uneasy and couldn't help but clenched my fingers.
"The trial will be in two days. With your current state, you can't deal with it calmly, right?"
I paused, still no response. If I hadn't been blindfolded to make sure that Sheng Minou was right in front of my eyes, I would have wondered if I was the only one in the whole room.
To be honest, no matter how thick-skinned I am, it's a bit embarrassing to be left alone like this.
"Don't you... use me as a fire extinguisher?" I said with a sneer, "Anyway, you can use it once, and you can use it twice, so you can use it a few more times if necessary."
I tilted my ears slightly, but still couldn't hear anything. For a moment, I fell into the embarrassment of singing a one-man show.
What do you mean, what do you mean? The last time he was not allowed to do it, he worked hard, but this time he didn't do it when it was delivered to his door. Does he have some disease
Fuck, forget it, don't do it if you don't do it, go home early and go to bed.
Just as he was about to tear off the hand wrap over his eyes, his scalp suddenly ached, and someone grabbed his hair and pressed his head down.
In an instant, it seemed that the barrier of silence around my body was completely broken. Sheng Minou's heavy breathing, accompanied by the complex breath of tobacco, alcohol and perfume, passed through the air and penetrated into every pore of me, making me unconsciously breathe heavily .
"Open your mouth." An extremely hoarse voice came from above his head.
When the eyes are blind, the ears are sharpened. As I obeyed his order, I heard a small, metal zipper unzip.
With a premonition, I bent my body more and more towards the place where the sound came from.
The hot masculine breath rushed towards my face, with a bit of arrogance, it pried open my teeth roughly, and penetrated deep into my throat.
I didn't quite get used to it, my fingers clenched the long blanket under my body, and subconsciously wanted to straighten up, but the hand holding the back of my head was strong enough not to allow me to retreat easily.
"There are a lot of stupid people in this world. Just having to endure them every day... I'm exhausted..." The hand holding my hair tightened, and Sheng Minou's words seemed intermittent due to the movements of his lower body, "Every day I ask myself , why wasn't I one of them? How nice would it be to be a stupid ordinary person... like you?"
The corners of my mouth were stinging, and the fierce confrontation made me feel a slight suffocation.
Sheng Minou's body odor, his temperature, his panting, and even the tingling pain from his fingertips rubbing against my scalp, are all like aphrodisiacs, making me unable to stop my body from being hot and painful.
This fire is so terrible that my little fire extinguisher can't stand it a bit. I haven't put out the fire before I'm on fire.
As his movements accelerated, the feeling of suffocation became more and more obvious, and I sobbed uncomfortably, but only in exchange for more rough treatment.
"Uncomfortable?" Sheng Minou's voice was full of joy, "Isn't this what you want? Pug finally tasted the smell of meat, are you happy?"
It must have been too long, and the alcohol catalyzed his already poor state, making him worse geometrically.
If I could talk, I would definitely give him a big smile, and then shout out: "Happy, so happy, thank you Lord Ron!" It disgusted him.
Suddenly, the thing in his mouth trembled, Sheng Minou let out a comfortable sigh, his fingers stiffened for a moment, then gradually relaxed, and the next moment he grabbed my hair violently and threw me aside.
I fell to the ground, my mouth bursting with juice, I couldn't swallow, choked into my organs, and coughed violently uncontrollably.
Finally, the cough stopped, and Sheng Minou said, "Now you can go."
There was the rustling of clothes rubbing against his ears, and after a while, the air flow floated in front of him, and the cane hit the floor, and he moved away slowly.
A fire extinguisher has done its job and is useless.
I didn't tear off the hand wrap in front of me until the door slammed.
Laughing at myself, I took out the cigarette case from my pocket, lit one and smoked it. As soon as the smoke was sucked into my mouth, I frowned uncontrollably from the ambiguous smell.
This smell... is quite exciting
The corner of my mouth was sore, I wiped away a bit of the turbid night, I unbuttoned my pants, leaned against the wall, in Sheng Minou's living room, on the carpet, and felt this irritating smell, and I also sent myself a hair. Anyway, he won't come out at this time.
After extinguishing my own fire, I pulled the hand wrap to wipe off my sticky hands. I stood up from the ground, straightened my clothes, and didn't care whether Sheng Minou was asleep or not, and whether I could hear him or not, I yelled in the direction of the bedroom: "Let's go!"
After speaking, he left.