"Fu Yi went to Mahali." Jiang Nuan was feeling down.
"Huh?" Lemon, standing outside the courtroom, hurriedly walked towards the nearby won’s restroom, quickly asking while rushing, "You said Fu Yi went to Mahali? What’s going on? Damn, you kept this well-hidden; I can’t believe I didn’t know about sothing this big."
She walked quickly, glanced briefly at the gender sign above, rushed into the restroom, and closed the door urgently asking, "He must have gone to Mahali to find you, and then, did you make up?"
"No."
Lemon looked surprised, her eyes widening, "No?"
She was getting anxious.
"Geez. What’s going on with you two? One is pursuing love from miles away, the other can’t forget past feelings, and yet when alone together, there’s no chemistry. Sister, you studied dicine, haven’t you heard the phrase ’where there’s smoke, there’s fire’? Just go for it!"
In the n’s restroom, Wei Lou silently zipped up, a look of surprise quickly flashing across his handso face upon hearing the familiar yet noisy voice outside.
Lemon?
What’s she doing in the n’s restroom?
Being a big na in the legal world, Wei Lou often heard the people around him ntion Lemon, saying Lemon was like a flower in their law circle, a rising star.
He had seen this newly crowned legal queen twice at social gatherings. In his mind, Lemon was strikingly attractive, tall, and although not particularly charming, at least a qualified urban elite. Many people in the circle subtly or overtly tried to pair him with Lemon. However, having seen many beautiful won, while Lemon was pretty, to him, it was nothing new, and her personality wasn’t impressive either. After those two etings, he had pretty much forgotten about his school’s shining star junior, not expecting to encounter her again in the n’s restroom...
Descriptions from people around him about Lemon involuntarily floated through Wei Lou’s mind: beautiful, graceful, well-mannered...
Then he heard the eager female voice outside wishing she could take the place of her friend, saying loudly, "Prepare a pair of stockings, wear a cooler dress to bring him a late-night snack, and you’ll make up. n are like... Toads...! Oops! I’m not saying Director Fu is a toad; I an, no matter how outstanding a man is, when faced with a woman he likes ’hinting,’ if he still likes her, there’s no way he’d have no reaction! What conflict can’t be resolved in bed? If it’s not resolved, it just ans you haven’t satisfied him yet! Jiang Nuan, don’t be a coward, summon the courage of modern won, roll up your sleeves and go for it!"
By this ti, Wei Lou had already exited the n’s restroom, and hearing this, his mouth twitched slightly, his gaze falling on the person standing with their back to him.
The black won’s suit she wore was fitted to her slender, tall fra, highlighting a graceful silhouette. Her dark hair was styled up, revealing a slender swan-like neck—just from the back, she looked like a beauty.
It was just that her non-stop chatter kind of ruined the image of a great beauty.
"What? You say you took a look at his leg injury while having lunch, then he suddenly changed his mind, decided not to stay at your place, and has already left?"
Wei Lou saw her stomp her foot in anger, impatiently speaking to her friend on the other end of the phone, "Sister, you hurt his self-esteem. Every man has his pride, and Director Fu is a pride of heaven, excelling beyond his peers since he was young. He chased you all the way to Mahali, and then you found out the thing he most wanted to hide from you, which is that his leg injury might leave him disabled. No normal man could take that."
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