The person in charge of the law firm personally accepted her commission and drew up an agreement according to her requirements. From the perspective of a professional lawyer, Attorney Cheng felt that his client was acting out of imagination, and he also made mistakes several times. Liang Shui, the other party will never sign such harsh divorce conditions.
Even if mediation fails and she goes to court later, the judge will not support her appeal.
But his client didn't seem to care about winning or losing, and his tone was extremely brisk: "If he doesn't agree, we'll talk about it when the time comes."
Her brain circuit seems to be right, but it doesn't seem to be right either.
You can't just say don't do something just because you think it will fail.
But the question is not whether you think you will fail! It will definitely fail!
After struggling several times to no avail, Lawyer Cheng had no choice but to draw up an agreement that seemed outrageous at all costs in accordance with the client's request. The revised agreement was finally sent.
Jiang Yue read them carefully one by one, and soon she replied to the email: [Received, satisfied. 】
From Zhou Ji's perspective, he saw her holding her cell phone, seriously not knowing what she was studying. She was particularly fascinated, sometimes frowning, sometimes curling her lips, her mood was changeable.
He moved a little closer, and she seemed to have eyes behind her. She was particularly alert. She covered her phone tightly and turned around. Her eyes were wide open, and his figure was reflected in her eyes. She asked in a not-so-good tone: " What are you doing coming over all of a sudden?"
That's what it looks like.
There is no ghost in my heart.
Zhou Ji smiled gently, pretending not to notice anything wrong with her, and asked: "Whose news are you so fascinated by?"
Jiang Yue has no intention of telling him now, but will give him a fatal blow when everything is absolutely certain.
This is what her uncle taught her. Only when you can keep your composure can you accomplish great things.
She said: "Financial manager."
The woman thought for a while, then closed her eyes and continued to talk nonsense: "I said I made a lot of money from the financial products I bought before."
Although Jiang Yue doesn't know much about financial management, he has no understanding of this industry at all.
But I have to say that she is a bit lucky. No matter what the direction is, the few funds she randomly buys will become popular all the way and continue to rise.
See earnings updated in real time every day.
Because of her great achievements in this area, someone dragged her into a group called Stock God.
Moreover, the limited edition bags Jiang Yue bought not only maintained their value, but also increased in price.
She is a person who will never be short of money no matter what.
It seemed as if the sky would drop money for her to spend. Maybe it was just like the fortune teller said, she was born with wealth.
Zhou Ji knew that she had bought fund stocks, but she also understood that eggs could not be put in one basket, and she hid a little secretly here and a little secretly there.
I’m afraid I won’t have enough to eat.
As a result, she has saved more and more. Maybe she can’t even remember how much she has now.
"Really? It doesn't look like it."
Before Jiang Yue could argue with him, the man then said slowly: "You were much happier when you laughed just now than when you made money."
Jiang Yue covered her face, not believing him: "Is it really that obvious?"
The man's eyes were black, as deep as the sea, so quiet that it was as if he could hear the echo. No matter how you looked at these bottomless eyes, there was only an elusive darkness.
He moved forward, pressing forward step by step.
The strong aura, the vague chill that lingers around, and the ubiquitous pressure make people's heart beat faster and faster, and the blood flow in the body seems to be heating up.
He pressed down and trapped the person in his arms.
There were muscular lines under the shirt, and the loose tie hung just right on her chest, and the soft fabric swayed across her skin.
Jiang Yue was startled by his sudden approach. The temperature on her face began to rise inexplicably. Her fingers on the blanket slowly curled up. She couldn't stand his gaze, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
It's no different than eating him alive.
The calmer it is, the more beastly it is.
Jiang Yue turned her face away and stepped back, her thin back touching the glass window.
There was an indescribable and ambiguous atmosphere flowing in the air, as if the overwhelming passionate kiss was about to come in the next second.
Her mind suddenly became confused, and she thought of some strange details inexplicably.
For example, Zhou Ji actually only looks very thin, but his explosive power is simply astonishing and terrifying, and his physical strength is even more impressive.
It seems like there will be no end.
Sometimes she was so tired that she was panting, her hair was wet with sweat, and her thin back was soaked with fine sweat, but he could still be as nonchalant as before, as if he didn't exert much energy.
Another example is that Zhou Ji likes to bite her ears. When he bites, he doesn't bite hard, it's very light, almost like rubbing.
He liked to talk behind her ear, but in fact he didn't say much. When she was in a trance, she seemed to hear him sighing with pity. The intimacy made her bones numb, and it could even be said to be a bit creepy.
"Good boy."
"so cute."
It's like words you can only hear in dreams.
It doesn't look like something that would come out of Zhou Ji's mouth at all.
Sometimes in the middle of the journey, Zhou Ji would get up and give her some water. Looking at her sleepy appearance, her eyebrows under the light were extremely gentle, and he would kiss her moist lips with a seductive low hoarse voice. : "My dear, are you comfortable?"
Jiang Yue was thinking about these things, but he quickly came to his senses and pushed him away. However, he grabbed his wrist and was pulled back by him.
She pushed the person in front of her: "Get up."
Jiang Yue doesn't like such an ambiguous atmosphere. What's the point? ! She didn't want to be deliberately confused by him, male lust was of no use to her.
Of course she only sees one and loves the other.
Zhou Ji thought about seducing her every day, and he was really not enterprising!
Jiang Yue frowned: "Do you want to go home for the New Year?"
Zhou Ji straightened up calmly. The well-fitting shirt on her body was already a little wrinkled. This look was a bit lazy that was hard to see in ordinary times.
The man tied his tie calmly and calmly.
Jiang Yue remained motionless.
Zhou Ji didn't want to leave her alone at home, it would be too lonely.
Sometimes Zhou Ji can actually understand why she seems so lonely.
He doesn't feel like his money can keep her now.
It seems that's not what she really wants.
The little girl's thoughts are written on her face, sometimes it's easy to guess.
Zhou Ji suddenly remembered that he once heard her murmuring in her sleep, whispering softly with tears in her eyes that she missed home.
"Let's go together. Mrs. Zhou."
"Are you begging me?"
"Um."
Jiang Yue still didn't want to agree, "Do you really want your mother to apologize to me?"
"Yes." Zhou Ji said, "It's her fault that she accuses you without knowing the whole story."
Jiang Yue's heart trembled, and she reluctantly said okay.
She emphasized: "I went because you begged me."
On the way to the old house, Jiang Yue kept yawning. She thought that Zhou Ji's parents were not the only troublemakers in the Zhou family, but also her aunts who were not easy to get along with, and her somewhat stupid younger brothers and sisters.
But wait until I get to the old house.
It's quite different from last time.
The Zhou family members all became polite to her, and no one dared to look at her casually.
Jiang Yue didn't know it yet, but Zhou Ji had already said hello in advance, and during the annual meeting, everyone saw it, and already knew that she couldn't move now.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is Zhou Ji's favorite person.
