When she spoke to the end, she didn't dare to look at Xu Huaisong, she just stared at Liu Mao firmly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw. —As long as he gives him a positive look, she can run away.
On the other side, Xu Huaisong showed indifference. After hearing this, he lowered his head and sent some news with his mobile phone.
From Ruan Yu's point of view, it probably means "you talk, I'm free".
Liu Mao became more and more confused about the sense of oppression lingering around him. He was given the right to make a decision without making it clear.
Before Ruan Yu could answer, he was interrupted by a phone ringing: "Ah, love is deep and rainy, the world is only in your eyes..."
"..."
Liu Mao coughed lowly: "Excuse me, both of you, answer the phone." After speaking, he turned his head and hurried out.
Even if the others left, they even closed the door. Ruan Yu was even more embarrassed, and smiled "hehe" without embarrassment in front of the sofa chair: "Lawyer Liu has really good taste."
Xu Huaisong was silent, and looked up at her: "Yes."
Time suddenly becomes very slow, like being on a shiatsu board, every second is difficult. She had no choice but to continue looking for something to say: "The last time I saw him, it wasn't the ringtone."
He raised his head again, and this time gently pushed down his glasses: "Last time?"
Ruan Yu nodded hesitantly, but saw that he seemed to lose interest in exploring quickly, so he stretched out his hand to signal her to sit down, then lowered his head and opened a stack of promotional materials of the law firm at hand.
"Please sit down" is usually more silent than loud, and her unbelievable legs just bent down like that.
Xu Huaisong pointed to the coffee table, implying that she could put the documents in her arms on it, and then browsed the documents on her own without looking at her again.
Only then did she feel relieved to put down the "hot potato" that seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties.
Liu Mao did not return for a long time, and there was not even a lively person, and the negotiation room became not suitable for negotiation at all.
Ruan Yu's eyes wandered around for a while, before subconsciously falling back to the person opposite. At this moment when she calmed down, she slowly accepted the fact that she really met Xu Huaisong eight years after graduating from high school.
However, the person in front of him seemed to be Xu Huaisong, but he also didn't seem to be.
Except for the similar facial features, other parts of him have changed quite a bit. He is a bit taller, with a stronger body, not as thin as a bamboo pole like back then, and his whole body seems to be coated with a layer of mature charm that has been filtered and precipitated by the years.
For her, it was both familiar and strange.
But Time is really generous to Xu Huaisong.
You know, ordinary people have polished the Mediterranean and beer belly.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and wanted to sigh, but before she could let out the sigh, she heard the opponent say abruptly: "Miss Ruan has something to say to me?"
Ruan Yu choked.
Back then, when she was doing radio gymnastics and turning exercises, she sneaked glances at him every time, and he always looked like a "little deaf and blind", but after a few years of working as a lawyer, he became so keen.
However, he doesn't seem to be in a good mood
She quickly waved her hand: "Where is it, don't dare... I'm lamenting that my life is rough." She pointed to the documents on the coffee table, indicating that she was worrying about the case.
Xu Huaisong followed her pointing and looked over.
She immediately realized the danger, stretched out her hand to cover it slightly, and moved the translucent file bag towards her.
Xu Huaisong also turned his eyes away, continued to flip through the documents, and then noticed from the corner of his eyes that the thin white hand had moved the document away by another centimeter. two or three centimeters.
Can the idiom "make progress with an inch" be used in this way
He thought for a while, calculated the timing when she would move for the third time, and suddenly raised his head.
Ruan Yu was obviously taken aback, his whole body was stretched into a boiled shrimp, and he gave him a dry smile: "What's the matter, Lawyer Xu?"
This "lawyer Xu" is awkward for those who call it, and it is also awkward for those who listen to it.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
Liu Mao came back just at the freezing point and apologized to the two, saying that something went wrong downstairs temporarily.
Ruan Yu ran into the savior, hugged the stack of fatal documents, got up and said, "Lawyer Liu, I've thought it through."
Liu Mao showed regret: "I respect Ms. Ruan's decision, but I have met many clients who are hesitant like you. It's just that after they hesitate, they often choose to sue in the end. You may reconsider."
"The one you mentioned is the client of the divorce case." Xu Huaisong lowered his head, and suddenly said another sentence.
Liu Mao's expression froze.
Ruan Yu blinked in confusion. Are these two on good terms? Why is Xu Huai Song tearing things down so ruthlessly? In my impression, he didn't seem to have a bad tongue before.
After all, in her perception, he is the kind of person who is so cold that he doesn't bother to move his tongue.
She cleared her throat to break the awkward atmosphere, and said to Liu Mao, "Thank you, I will think about it again."
Liu Mao said, "You're welcome," and looked at the rising sun outside the window: "It's hot, I'll take you back."
Ruan Yu quickly shook his head: "You are busy with your work, and you have to go back and forth at this time, and you have missed the meal."
"It's okay." He smiled warmly, "Isn't there a restaurant near your apartment?"
She reacted, and continued out of politeness: "Then I'll treat you to a meal. Yesterday you guided me to notarize a bunch of materials. I'm sorry for the trouble."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Huaisong on the other end stood up: "Western food?"
Liu Mao was stunned: "There is a western restaurant over there."
"Okay." He picked up the suit jacket on the sofa, opened the door and went out first.
Liu Mao's head was full of question marks, and his memory seemed to be fragmented. Did he and Ruan Yu invite Xu Huaisong to be together
Ruan Yu didn't understand either, so: "You guys already made an appointment to have lunch together?" That's why Xu Huaisong automatically tied him up
Liu Mao wanted to shake his head, but for some secret reason, he nodded instead and said, "Yes, why don't we make an appointment next time."
Ruan Yu pointed outside the door: "But he went down."
Liu Mao said, "It's okay." After going downstairs, he explained to Xu Huaisong that he would not have dinner with Ruan Yu, and told him to stay in the office until he came back.
Xu Huaisong glanced at Ruan Yu behind him, and then turned his gaze back: "Is there a bed here?"
Liu Mao was taken aback for a moment, and calculated the time for jet lag. He felt that something was wrong, and said, "Are you going to sleep at this time?"
"Well, find a hotel." He added, "I don't have a driver's license."
The implication is to ask Liu Mao to be his driver.
"Then send Miss Ruan first?"
"Um."
The three arrived at the parking lot one after the other. Liu Mao's Land Rover seemed to have just been waxed, and it was shiny.
He opened the co-pilot's door for Ruan Yu, but she paused.
In her eyes, the position of the passenger seat is unusual. Generally speaking, when she writes a novel, she will attribute whether the heroine is willing to sit in the male protagonist's passenger seat to whether she has a crush on him.
The passenger seat means a kind of possession and belonging.
She wasn't sure whether Liu Mao did it on purpose or not. In order not to arouse his unnecessary expectations, she took a step back and said to Xu Huaisong, "Lawyer Xu first?"
Xu Huaisong glanced at her, then at the slightly stiff Liu Mao, with the corners of his lips curled up, making a mouth-shape: Thank you, Lawyer Liu. Then he quickly recovered his cold face and got into the passenger seat.
Ruan Yu had already turned his head and walked towards the back seat, not noticing his little movement.
Liu Mao's apple muscles from God's perspective twitched.
As the car slowly drove away from the parking lot, Ruan Yu hesitated and said, "Lawyer Liu, if I don't go back to the apartment, can I go to my friend's house?"
As soon as these words came out, the two people in the front seat seemed to choke. She thought her request was too much, so she hurriedly explained: "I won't waste your time, it's closer there."
Liu Mao quickly smiled and said, "No problem, send me the address on WeChat."
Ruan Yu sent the location.
Along the way, the three people in the car were silent, only the gentle female voice in the navigation sounded from time to time: "After driving 600 meters, turn left and enter..."
At a red light, Liu Mao loosened his grip on the steering wheel and glanced at Xu Huaisong on his right.
Xu Huaisong noticed it, looked back at him, and lifted his chin slightly.
Liu Mao looked over again, frowned, and then saw Xu Huaisong stretching out his fist in such a small way that the people in the back seat couldn't see it.
He took a breath, saw Ruan Yu's gaze from the rearview mirror fell outside the window, and did not look at them, so he made mouth gestures: rock, scissors, cloth.
When the words fell, he took out the scissors, and Xu Huaisong kept his fists.
He conceded defeat, coughed lowly, and glanced at the rearview mirror: "May I ask, which friend's house does Miss Ruan go to?"
Xu Huaisong glanced at him. — That's a pretty straightforward question.
He looks back at him. —Then why ask
Ruan Yu didn't notice the "game" between the two before, so he turned his head when he heard the words.
Xu Huaisong immediately straightened his back, and the temperature on the side of his face dropped below zero.
Liu Mao was surprised, what happened to this man today, why is he pretending to be cold and serious
Before he could figure it out, Ruan Yu's voice sounded: "Do you know Mingying? I asked her friend to contact Zhikun."
"Oh," he nodded back, "I know, it's Miss Shen."
After Liu Mao finished speaking, he took another look at Xu Huaisong who seemed to be "nothing to do with himself". —Okay, here comes the question, female friends.
But Xu Huaisong didn't make eye contact with him this time. He tilted his head to look at the road scene outside the car window, his eyes were dim.
Shen Mingying. He even remembered this person.
That was Ruan Yu's best girlfriend in high school. For so many years, he thought he was gone, but in the end, he didn't even forget the name of one of her friends.
No one spoke in the car until Ruan Yu got out of the car.
She opened the car door to thank the two, went to Shen Mingying's apartment, and hurriedly rang the doorbell.
Shen Mingying thought something happened to her, and asked in surprise: "What's the matter, the case was not negotiated?"
Ruan Yu, who had pretended to be light and calm all the way, collapsed completely, and said with a mournful face, "Ming Ying, do you know who I met?"
"Liu Maobai, did he confess his love to you?"
Ruan Yu stepped forward and grabbed her sleeve, wanting to cry without tears: "It's Xu Huaisong... I met the three-dimensional Xu Huaisong!"
Downstairs in the apartment, Liu Mao restarted the car, drove slowly for a while, and stepped on the brake.
As soon as he stopped, Xu Huaisong knew that he could finally hold back.
Sure enough, the next second, he turned his head and asked, "Did you ask someone to call me for that call just now, and you deliberately dismissed me?"
Xu Huaisong laughed: "How can you be a lawyer with such a long reflex arc?"
Liu Mao choked, his lungs throbbing with pain, he was in doubt for a long time, and asked: "Ex-girlfriend?"
Xu Huaisong seemed to be stunned when he heard this address, filtered the word "ex-girlfriend" twice in his mind, turned his head to look at the avenue outside the window, and cast his eyes all the way to a red telephone booth at the end.
After a while, he smiled, shamelessly and whetted the appetite of the audience, and said slowly: "How should I put it..."
The author has something to say: Xu·Pretending to be a criminal·Huai·Scheming Man·Song: How should I put it, rounding up is almost the same... Today, Director Gu continues to give out red envelopes to all friends who leave comments, everyone eats and drinks well, don't worry I, what I have in my belly is the way to catch her back.
Director Gu: Friends, are you surprised or not? Our editor Shen said that the high-cold style is outdated, do you think I will really write an iceberg character design? No, I'm a fashionista after all.