Chapter 568 (2/2)

If she could have been more professional last time, why should she let them suffer more? She is doing this just to make her conscience better.

The assistant also rubbed his eyes, forced back his tears and changed into a bright smile: ”sister Xia, I've forgotten to congratulate you all the time. Congratulations, your new wedding is coming. I'm going to be a bride soon.”

Summer Mo a Leng, the smile on the face immediately soft smile open: ”go, will soon open a court.”

The next battle was hard, but summer was proud to lose.

The other side is a famous legal leader in the field of lawyers. Since his debut, he has never lost a lawsuit. He has always been known for his gentleness and will not give people strong pressure in the court, but he has a magnanimous and calm spirit that can make him invincible.

In the field of lawyers, he is a senior and she is a novice. It's an honor to lose.

Summers walked over to shake hands with him: ”lawyer Su, it's better to meet him than to be famous. I've heard a lot about him.”

Su Zimo's pupil behind his pale gold rimmed glasses flashed slightly. He shook hands with xia Mo with a smile: ”lawyer Xia, I have something else to do. Let's go first.”

He passed summer, looked at the time, and strode out of the court.

His stride is steady and powerful. The legs of his suit are slightly swayed by the wind, but his elegant temperament is not damaged.

The assistant stammered: ”sister Xia, this Su Zimo is really better than seeing, too...”

Temperament. It's the charm of a person from the inside out. No wonder she didn't know how to describe it. Even summer felt that this senior lawyer was really convincing.

”Let's go. Don't look. People are far away.” Summer touched his stomach, ”hungry, eat rice and then go back.”

Su Zimo looked at the bright golden sunshine outside the court, and with a smile on his lips, he got on the car and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Su Nuan's days at home are boring. Besides reading books and surfing the Internet, she has no other activities.

When she clocked in her email, she found several unread emails, which came one by one. All of them were photos of the Student Union sent by Zhu Chenxiao after he went back.

One belongs to her.

She didn't expect that there were all private personal photos of her and Dong Anyang.

When those half bright and half dark light will gradually illuminate their figure, her heart can't help a heavy jump.

She looked at them one by one. She didn't know who it was. She secretly took so many photos of them, and the angle was very good. Even the picture of Dong Anyang holding her waist was clear.

She is like a hamster skinned in winter. She has difficulty breathing and can only sit on the bed with her mouth covered in shock.

Who is it?

She didn't understand how this could happen. Under the photo, Zhu Chenxiao wrote to her: Su Nuan, I found it by chance when I was sorting out the photos. My classmates didn't mean anything else. I've taken back the negative film and destroyed it. This should be taken as a souvenir. Don't worry. All right.

She was relieved to see this.

Zhu Chenxiao does things in a proper way.

Later, after their husband's and fiancee's singing, I appeared on the stage. How dare they arrange it at will.

It's just that the photos are good.

Although she slightly raised her neck and refused, this angle was really flattering. When the smile and tenderness in his eyes were in place, although he was angry with her and indifferent to her, he only saw her in his eyes.

They sat there, the details were handled clearly, as if they could be put on the stand of a photography magazine at any time.

At last, her heart ached.

She was lying on the bed, but she couldn't help sweating, but she couldn't tell where the pain was. She just felt that her hands and feet were in trouble, her limbs were shaking, and her notebook on her leg slid to one side of the quilt. She was in a convulsive state, pulling the curtain, airtight, and nobody was there I'll think about what she's going through right now.The pain was so fierce that there was no chance for her to ask for help. She looked straight at the ceiling and thought, ”are you going to die?”?

It's the same as last time in the hospital.

But last time someone saved her, this time, she opened her mouth in silence, only to find that she could not even move a finger except for a few intermittent shallow cries similar to sobbing.

I don't know how long later, Zhang Wenying knocked on the door. Su Nuan felt that she was a dying fish, and she could not help breathing. At this time, she found that the pain had gone away from her, and her hands and feet could move again. Besides sweating, it seemed that everything just now was just her own dream.

Even those extremely clear and incisive pain, also dissipated at this time.

”Wennuan, I'm in.”

When Zhang Wenying knocked on the door, Su Nuan immediately closed the mailbox on the computer, and then lay there weakly.