The mobile phone on the table was vibrating non-stop. Lin Mian nestled in the sofa chair, mechanically released the mouse, and slowly reached for the phone.
At that moment just now, she couldn't think of anything else in her head, and she didn't think about whether Mother Lin would know about this gimmicky gossip, her mind was full of—
What would happen if Que Qingyan saw it! !
However, the content of the press release is still pretentious and meaningful, something like "Accompanied by two beauties in the middle of the night, Mr. Shen came out of the club in disheveled clothes, and when he took a closer look, there was an ambiguous scratch on his neck. I don't know who made it"...
Lin Mian pursed her lips, and knocked her head on the edge of the table in despair. While answering the phone, she said in her heart that although the scratch was not done by her hands, she really wanted to...
"Mianbao, I just saw the news," the call was from Bai Jiayi, she didn't expect to take a spare car last night, and a reporter secretly took photos to blog about the news, "I called, scumbag I was taken to the old house by some elders of his family this morning, and I will definitely be forced to clarify this matter at that time, and after the clarification is over, I will call someone to come and apologize to you."
Shen Bai's two commercial marriages, if such a thing happened during the marriage, the Shen family would definitely show their attitude on the surface, and if they didn't clarify it afterwards, it would be for the sake of Xia Bai's family.
But clarification is at least a matter of tomorrow.
Lin Mian took a deep breath and bit the corner of the pillow wanting to cry without tears.
All she wanted to know was which hotel Que Qingyan was staying at now, and she wanted... wanted to cut his internet cable.
Que Qingyan was busy with the lawsuit these few days, but Lin Mian didn't call him. After thinking for a while, he opened WeChat.
Lin Mian's fingers hovered over the keyboard for a few seconds. He was considering a sentence to explain, and typed out two lines of writing, and finally deleted every word.
This kind of thing... It's better to explain clearly in person.
Having not seen Que Qingyan for nearly a week, Lin Mian looked affectionately at the bouquet of calla lilies in the apartment every day, each with a bit of sympathy for each other, and was about to suffocate mental illness.
Lin Mian turned off her phone, rubbed her face and thought to herself, she wanted to see Que Qingyan face to face.
Although I haven't caught up with anyone yet, and I can't hug or kiss him yet, it's fine to talk to him face to face.
When Que Qingyan made the phone call that day, she didn't shy away from Lin Mian. She recalled the sporadic conversation in her mind, closed the news webpage, opened the official websites of several courts in City B, and tried to search for the announcement of the recent public hearing.
Ten minutes later, the search page stopped on an announcement.
At 2:00 p.m., the No. 4 Court of the No. 1 Intermediate People's Court of the city held a public hearing of the contract dispute case of Yuanke Group.
The court hearing is tomorrow.
"Mianbao, I've seen people chasing boys to watch their basketball games, but I haven't seen chasing boys to watch their court trials." Bai Jiayi couldn't believe it, and repeated, "Go and listen to Que Qingyan Trial?"
"Um."
Bai Jiayi was shocked and asked, "When?"
While making a phone call, Lin Mian put away the changed witness pass, and said softly, "I'm in the court now."
A few years ago, Lin's father passed away due to overwork and cerebral infarction. Lin's mother, Ruan Lishu, had been fighting for a long time for the company's equity division. At that time, Lin Mian often followed Lin's mother to attend court trials, so she was no stranger to the court process.
After depositing the bag and passing the security check, Lin Mian followed the people in the lobby into the elevator. Before he could move, the person beside him stretched out his hand and pressed the floor, and a familiar voice sounded—
"Lin Mian?" Cheng Ze noticed Lin Mian right away as soon as he entered the elevator. He didn't expect to see Quinn's little girl in a place like the court. Seeing the witness card in her hand, he smiled in surprise, "You're here to listen too?" Thinking about the meal last time, he asked another question , "Or did Quinn bring you here?"
Cheng Ze thought, even bringing it to court, isn't this too precious
The other party looked stunned, Lin Mian greeted him, thought for a while and asked, "Que Qing said...doesn't he like other people to listen?"
"I'm not saying he doesn't like you coming to listen," Cheng Ze explained regretfully, "If you were here, Quinn might be a little gentler on the prosecution later."
Lin Mian didn't understand.
Cheng Ze suddenly found a new joy, taking advantage of Que Qingyan's absence, he chatted with her with relish: "Little girl, you don't know, Quinn is so fierce and scary in court..."
…
There were already reporters and media in the auditorium. After Lin Mian and Cheng Ze sat down in the auditorium, several rows away, she finally saw Que Qingyan in the collegial panel, who was "terrifying".
Que Qingyan changed into a black lawyer's robe and was sitting on the defender's seat.
The judge was still reading the matter. The middle-aged man sitting next to him looked nervous, his face was unhealthy white, he unscrewed the water bottle and drank his saliva. From time to time, he turned sideways and whispered a few words to Que Qingyan, who looked indifferent. , Occasionally tilting his head to respond to a few words, the man felt more at ease.
Looking at it from Lin Mian's point of view, he could only see the profile of Que Qingyan's Yingjun. He looked down at the evidence in his hand, and there was no emotion on his face.
The loose lawyer's robe does not look bloated on him, but instead sets off his tall and tall figure, standing out and conspicuous among the crowd.
Cheng Ze was afraid that Lin Mian wouldn't understand the upcoming trial, so he explained in a low voice: "The person sitting next to Quinn is a contract fraud, the financing amount is tens of millions, and 80% of them will be sentenced to life imprisonment. Many people in the industry are paying attention to this case , The reporters present today are all planning to go back with a financial headline."
"..." Lin Mian was still fascinated by Que Qingyan, and was shocked when he heard the words, "Contract fraud?"
It was Que Qingyan's client who was defrauded by the contract, why would he...
"Are you wondering why Quinn wants to take this kind of case?" Cheng Ze smiled, and then said harshly, "Quinn said a word before, there is no justice in court, everyone accepts what they think is right... "
Going on, the little girl's heart will be broken, and Cheng Ze will stop lying to Lin Mian: "Don't worry, Quinn won't take this kind of case."
During the ensuing trial, Lin Mian listened to half and half.
One is because the exchanges between the two sides are too intense, and the content in the professional field involves too much, she can't understand all of them, and the other is because Que Qing's words during the trial are too...
Lin Mian's mobile phone was not with her, so she couldn't help but use the paper recorded in court as sketch paper. After drawing for a long time, she put down her pen and folded up the drawing and put it away with a blushing face.
… so different.
If it was said that Que Qingyan's lectures to the law students were just a sense of distance and indifference, but now he has completely cooled down, with a domineering aura, like a scabbard blade.
It's time for the defense to question witnesses.
Que Qingyan's eyes fell on the witness, and he asked calmly, "Did you see my client sign the contract on the 15th?"
"Yes," the witness replied quickly, "I happened to go to Mr. Fang's house to deliver materials to him that afternoon, and I saw him discussing the contract with Mr. Li."
"According to the hospital's information records, my client was discharged from the hospital at noon that day and returned to his residence in the afternoon." Que Qingyan asked calmly, "Did you already know that he was going to be discharged when you sent him the materials that day?"
"Yes." The witness paused before saying, "I usually know Mr. Fang very well. I often go to see him when he is sick."
"One of the materials for the change of equity was signed during the hospitalization, and you were there at that time?"
"I was there, I watched him sign it."
"Since you were there, you also know that my client was critically ill at the time." Que Qingyan flipped through the documents at hand, and pulled out an appraisal report with his slender fingers, "Comparing the handwriting of several contracts, my client's handwriting when he was critically ill and after he was discharged from the hospital almost exactly the same strength."
The witness turned pale all of a sudden, and forced a smile: "How much can a person's signature change, even if he is sick..."
Lin Mian seemed to understand, but Cheng Ze beside him was already excited.
According to the next development, Quinn's words are so sharp that people are speechless.
Someone in the auditorium began to chat in a low voice, and Que Qingyan was about to speak when he inadvertently glanced at the auditorium.
... Just in time for Shang Linmian's wet eyes.
Unexpectedly, they looked at each other, Lin Mian was stunned for a moment, and his heart beat suddenly.
She didn't want to disturb his court session, so she resisted the desire to look twice more, and suppressed her heartbeat to not look back.
In the collegial panel, Que Qingyan, who had a stern face just a second ago, paused for a moment, looked away, and there was a slight undetectable smile between his brows and eyes, and the tone of the cross-examination seemed to be a little lower.
Cheng Ze was heartbroken: "I knew it, I knew it."
Finally, the judge announced that the court will be adjourned for retrial.
It was originally a contract fraud, but the case took a turn for the worse, and it became suspected that someone else had engraved a seal privately, sued with a forged contract, and provided perjury.
At the end of the trial, the auditorium has begun to clear people, and some media are scrambling to interview people.
Que Qingyan refused the media interview and walked straight to the auditorium.
The middle-aged man also followed and thanked repeatedly: "Thank you very much, I don't know if it's convenient for you tonight, I'll be the host—"
It was close, and Cheng Ze heard it, and interrupted with a smile: "Mr. Fang must be going to treat guests to dinner."
"Who is this… "
Cheng Ze stretched out his hand: "I'm a friend of Quinn's. I used to be a lawyer, and now I'm making some investments myself."
Taking advantage of the late meeting between the two people next to him, Lin Mian slowly moved in front of Que Qingyan and looked up at him: "Que Qingyan."
Que Qingyan didn't expect her to come to listen, so she lowered her eyes and looked back, asking, "When did you arrive?"
"It's time for the court session."
Finally being able to see him openly, the little theater in Lin Mian's heart had already begun to cry, running in circles.
She restrained her rushing forward, not forgetting that she was still chasing him, and boasted softly: "Just now... If I were the prosecuting lawyer opposite you, even if you didn't say a word, I would be scared."
"..." Que Qingyan paused for a moment when he heard the words, and said, "No."
Lin Mianxin said, of course she won't be frightened...
She explained with red ears: "I was just joking, in fact, what you did in the court trial just now... is not fierce."
Not only did she not feel fierce, but... she liked him even more.
While talking, the two followed the crowd and walked out. Lin Mian held the witness card and the manuscript paper of the record, and was thinking whether to show the painting to Que Qingyan, when he heard him say slowly, "If you were on the opposite side, I might not be able to speak harshly."
Lin Mian didn't regain his senses. He felt that the voices were noisy, and he might have misheard: "Huh?"
Que Qingyan suppressed a smile, and said casually: "Usually you are shy when I say a few words, but if I am a little more aggressive, will you cry?"
"..."
Lin Mian echoed this sentence in his mind three times, and retorted with a blushing face: "I won't cry." After thinking about it for a while, it wasn't right, and added, "No, I'm not...so shy..."
After walking two steps, Lin Mian suddenly thought about what happened to Mr. Shen yesterday.
After struggling for a long time, she said, "I saw a piece of news yesterday..."
Que Qingyan looked at her in response, his eyes were deep and seemed to be slightly squinted.
Lin Mian decided to confess: "No, nothing."