"What, you don't want to be so quick?"
"No, no, of course not... I definitely hope that the sooner the better, but -"
She hesitated, making Zhou Yiru a little confused, and said bluntly: "If you have any concerns, just tell them directly, and the lawyer and I will find a way to help you deal with them."
Mu Wanqing sat up a little, "I have nothing to worry about. It's just that Wen Zhan is on a business trip and I don't know when he will come back. He may be avoiding it on purpose."
Zhou Yiru smiled faintly, as if he had expected it, "Don't worry, the court summons has been served. If he refuses to appear in court, the court can also make a judgment in absentia. That way things will be simpler."
After all, if Wen Zhan appears in court, he will definitely try his best to hinder the divorce case, and his lawyer is not a vegetarian.
If he is really absent, there will be less obstruction, which will undoubtedly be of great benefit to Mu Wanqing.
"It would be great if a default judgment could be made!" Mu Wanqing was overjoyed when she heard that it could be handled this way, and she even hoped that he would not come on purpose.
The two of them broke up on bad terms every time they met. Now she wished she could see him less often and just left him as soon as possible!
"What if he appears in court but disagrees with the court's decision? Can the divorce be forced? Or should it be delayed forever?" This is also what worries her.
She was afraid that if she couldn't leave her again and again, and the lawyer would be unwilling to continue representing her, she would be back to a dead end again.
The question that Mu Wanqing thought of was also thought of by Zhou Yiru, "Actually, I was planning to tell you this last time I had dinner with Miss Yu, but you answered the phone and rushed to see the child, so you didn't have time."
Mu Wanqing looked at him with confusion and expectation on her face: "Do you have a way to make him agree to the court's decision?"
"A while ago, I met Wen Lei, Wen Zhan's grandson, at a dinner party. He is Wen Zhan's cousin. He is engaged in politics and is now a promising young leader in the provincial government. Recently, it has happened to be the time for the general election. Wen Zhan Because of this, many people are watching our family. If there is any scandal at this time, it will be extremely detrimental to the overall situation... So I think that if it comes to that, maybe Wen Lei can come forward to persuade his cousin. Wen Zhan You can't act out of impulse, and let the conflicts between husband and wife in a small family affect Wen Lei's career and the lifeblood of the entire Wen family."
Mu Wanqing was surprised. She didn't expect Zhou Yiru to get acquainted with Wen Lei.
"I don't know much about the eldest brother of the Wen family. I have met him a few times at family gatherings. I only know that he is an extremely upright and dignified person..."
"Yes, so... Wen Zhan may not listen to his parents' opinions, but he may give some face to this powerful cousin." After all, if Wen Lei has an open career, he will not care about Wen Zhan's business The empire is also beneficial and harmless.
Mu Wanqing nodded and said nothing, but felt a little uneasy.
Regarding the divorce, she actually wanted to make as little noise as possible, but Wen Zhan refused to agree to a divorce and insisted on going to court.
By then, everyone in the Wen family will know about it, but they don’t know what they will say about it.
But then I thought about it, the Wen family had looked down on her from beginning to end, and everyone must have longed for them to leave - there was really no need for her to worry about this.
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This severe cold was the worst that Mu Wanqing had ever had in her life.
For a whole week, she was confused and confused.
At first, I had a fever, headache, and general weakness. Later, a knife cut my throat, I swallowed a razor blade in my throat, and my nose was sealed with cement, and I coughed loudly. In short, every day was like spending it in purgatory.
Ye Huan and Yu Qiao both said they wanted to see her, but they were still rejected harshly by her.
But Zhou Yiru didn't care what her attitude was. When he was free, he would come to cook her a meal. When he was not free, he would order the meal to be delivered to her door. He took good care of her.
And all these scenes were controlled by Wen Zhan, who was on a business trip abroad.
A week later, Wen Zhan finally returned to China.
Yihang came to pick you up.
Seeing that his boss had a gloomy look on his face since he got in the car, and had an attitude of not letting strangers in, Yi Hang looked at Han Feng in confusion.
But Han Feng smiled bitterly, his face full of helplessness.
God knows how he spent this week. The boss was like eating dynamite every day, and the slightest thing could explode into flames.
He also knows that it has something to do with his wife.
But the marriage between the boss and his wife is dead, and no one can save it, so even if they know the reason, they can't solve it.
Yi Hang originally had something to report, but when he saw his boss's face, he didn't dare to mention it and just drove silently.
Unexpectedly, when we arrived in the city, the cold-faced Yan Luo who had been silent all the way in the back seat suddenly said: "Pull over."
Yi Hang was startled. He glanced at the rearview mirror and realized that he had heard correctly. He immediately pulled over and parked the car.
Before he could ask why, he saw the man in the back seat had already opened the door and got out of the car, and opened the cab: "You two take a taxi back, I have something to do."
Yi Hang instantly understood his boss's intention and immediately rolled down to the ground.
Maybach walked away, and the two stood on the roadside looking at each other.
Yi Hang frowned and said solemnly: "Something big is going to happen again."
Han Feng looked at him, "What do you mean?"
"Mr. Wen must be looking for my wife. That Mr. Zhou happens to be at my wife's place..." He wanted to report this just now, but the boss's face was too dark and he didn't dare to speak.
Han Feng sighed after hearing this: "Hey... Mr. Wen is really on a bumpy road in love..."
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Mu Wanqing is very busy today.
She was ill for a week, but Yu Qiao was not idle.
Yu Qiao has officially resigned and started preparing to start a business against the clock. In just one week, the relevant procedures were completed and office supplies were ordered.
Just considering Mu Wanqing's physical condition, she never delivered the goods for fear of disturbing her.
The weather was good today and the sun was warm. Mu Wanqing felt much more relaxed when she woke up, so she made an appointment with Yu Qiao to start decorating the studio.
As an investor, Zhou Yiru was also called over by Yu Qiao.
In fact, for such a small investment project, Zhou Yiru didn't need to be so concerned about it. He was willing to follow up on everything. Everyone knew that he was a drunkard who was not interested in drinking.
When Zhou Yiru arrived at the apartment, Mu Wanqing was about to go out.
"Where are you going?" Zhou Yiru asked curiously.
"Buy something at the supermarket opposite." Mu Wanqing changed her shoes and warned, "Just wait at home for a while, Qiao Qiao will be here soon."
Zhou Yiru thought that she had just recovered from a week of illness and her body must be weak, so he said without thinking, "I'll accompany you. The weather is nice, so let's go for a walk."
Before Mu Wanqing could refuse, he had already turned around and walked out.
We had no choice but to go together.
After shopping in the supermarket for half an hour, I bought some meat, vegetables, fruits, and daily necessities, and filled a large shopping bag.
Fortunately, Zhou Yiru followed her, otherwise it would have been really hard to bring her back, a weak woman who had just recovered from an illness.
As they were crossing the road, the two of them were talking and laughing, and did not notice a familiar luxury car in the paused traffic in the middle of the road.
Wen Zhan stared intently at the man and woman walking past him, and what Yi Hang had reported to him in the past few days rang in his ears...
——My wife has not recovered from her illness, so Mr. Zhou goes to take care of her almost every day.
The corners of his thin lips curved into an extremely cold arc. He didn't know what he was laughing at - Xu had never thought that with his status as Wen Zhan, the powerful young man from a rich family that many people dreamed of would one day be cuckolded by his own woman. My son, you are still discarding it like a worn-out shoe!
Anger surged in his heart, burning away the fatigue and sleepiness he felt all the way back.
It wasn't until the light turned green and the car behind him honked his horn that he suddenly came back to his senses.
The Maybach turned around at the intersection ahead and drove downstairs to the apartment.
He turned his head and saw the backs of the man and woman walking into the apartment door. The fingers holding the steering wheel were twisted uncontrollably until their joints turned white.
