His wife's pregnancy bump disappeared, and Mr. Huo was going crazy missing her.

She transferred the data from the USB drive to her computer, added photos and text, and wrote a PowerPoint presentation.

The Weibo account "Suspended Sword" is one she has maintained for six years.

It already has more than five million followers.

The account posts analyses of legal facts and hot cases, as well as inside stories of some shady deals in society.

Using the "Suspended Sword" account to release some materials and evidence related to the mute girl case was the best approach for her.

Moreover, this account is not afraid of being investigated.

Because this account wasn't registered by her.

These are the actual "relics" of the girl named Qiao Mian...

Back then, in Shanghai, Dean Ruan gave her a completely new identity—Qiao Mian.

Dean Ruan said that the girl originally named Qiao Mian was also from the orphanage.

He is a journalist.

He died while working undercover in an overseas industrial park.

She admired the girl's courage and sense of justice.

The Weibo account "Suspended Sword" is like a heart that girl had transplanted into her body.

She is alive, and so is the real Qiao Mian.

A sword hanging overhead signifies that punishment must be commensurate with the crime, and violations must be investigated.

Looking at the account's profile, she gritted her teeth and sent out the article.

Another reason she dared to post it was that she wasn't afraid of being investigated.

Because she had checked, and the account's real-name authentication information was not registered using Qiao Mian's ID information.

She only had the account and password.

She didn't know who exactly had their identity verified...

……

The next day.

A Weibo post about "two young men from prominent families being involved with contraband and bullying young girls" became a trending topic.

Because she did not name names, and the photos she posted on Weibo were blurred.

However, netizens are all incredibly sharp-witted, and some of them knew about the "mute girl bullying case," so they quickly uncovered that "two rich second-generation individuals" were implying the young masters of the Li and Shen families.

She did not mention Song Chen in this Weibo post.

First, Huo Yanbei has already compensated the parties involved with the 100,000 yuan.

Secondly, apart from the video she filmed at the bar that featured Song Chen, she couldn't find any other negative evidence against him.

Huo Yanbei protected his brother-in-law too well.

This Weibo post sparked a huge public outcry, and even the police posted an investigation notice.

They said it's under investigation.

This also alarmed Huo Yanbei.

Six o'clock in the evening.

As soon as Qiao Mian came out of the law firm, she saw a Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road.

The car window rolled down, revealing Huo Yanbei's cold, icy face, just like his voice: "Get in the car."

"Mr. Huo, is there something you need?"

She stood still.

They were full of resistance to the order to "get on the bus".

The man's large hand, resting on the car window, flicked off cigarette ash. He simply watched her silently, which made her feel uneasy.

Calmness and composure vanished before him like snowflakes falling to the ground.

Qiao Mian took a deep breath, gripped her bag tightly, and prepared to run away.

However, Chen Ke got out of the driver's seat and opened the back door for her.

"Attorney Qiao, please get in the car."

It was as if she would be forced onto the bus if she didn't get on.

Qiao Mian had no choice but to back down and get into the car.

Before she could even sit down properly, Huo Yanbei grabbed her arm and dragged her in front of him. "Attorney Qiao is really a little fox. She created public pressure with a single Weibo post. Now, those two young masters from the Li and Shen families are completely in jail."

At this point, he tightened his grip, "Qiao Mian, just how many backup plans have you kept? Next time, are you going to target Song Chen?"

"..."

Sure enough, he came for his brother-in-law.

Qiao Mian's arm was gripped so tightly by him that it felt like it was about to break.

He gritted his teeth and tried to break free, but he couldn't. Instead, his grip tightened.

She endured the pain and explained, "The Weibo posts that exposed Young Master Li and Young Master Shen have nothing to do with me."

"Yeah?"

The man pulled hard, and Qiao Mian fell into his arms.

Qiao Mian's face turned pale with fright, and she quickly put her small hands against his chest to avoid pressing her body against his.

However, the two were too close together.

She was so close that she could clearly hear the deep, pounding heartbeat in his chest.

And my own heartbeat, which had gone off track.

"Mr. Huo, it really wasn't me..."

She raised her small face and put on an innocent expression.

Actually, she didn't care whether he believed her or not.

Just like he said before, she had zero trust in him anymore.

No matter how she explains, it's all in vain.

"No, you're the one who's seeing ghosts!"

Huo Yanbei's voice was cold and distant.

Qiao Mian retorted, "This Weibo post doesn't involve your brother-in-law, so why is President Huo insisting on pinning a crime on me?"

Huo Yanbei loosened his grip on her arm and pinched her cheek: "Attorney Qiao, regardless of whether you posted this Weibo or not, as long as it doesn't involve Song Chen, you can do whatever you want. But I'm here to give you a heads-up. I still have the video of you taking money. If you dare to touch Song Chen, I will make you pay the price."

Qiao Mian felt a pang in her heart, and asked with a bitter smile, "Is the price death?"

Seeing the mist forming in the woman's eyes, as if he could see the sad look in A-Wu's eyes when she looked at him, Huo Yanbei's fingers trembled slightly, and he let go.

My heart softened a little too.

He loosened his tie: "As long as Attorney Qiao doesn't cross my bottom line, I won't make things difficult for you."

Qiao Mian got up from his arms and sat in the seat by the car window.

She looked out the car window at the light drizzle that had started to fall, her voice carrying a hint of dampness: "Mr. Huo, you have something on me, so rest assured, I won't do anything to harm your brother-in-law."

Upon hearing this answer, the man nodded.

"I want to get off the bus."

She gripped the handlebars and said.

Huo Yanbei glanced at the dense raindrops hitting the car window: "It's raining, I'll take you home."

"No need to trouble Mr. Huo."

The man's gaze fell on the woman's beautifully contoured profile.

She leaned against the car window, her hair disheveled from the earlier tugging, obscuring half her face and making it impossible to see the emotions in her eyes.

But he could feel that every single strand of her hair was rejecting him.

He looked away and instructed Chen Ke, "Go to the subway entrance."

Qiao Mian closed her eyes.

Rather than engaging in a futile confrontation with him, it's better to yield and gain a bit of peace.

He likes docile people.

In the past, she was always obedient and docile in front of him, and he liked her to be absolutely submissive.

Just like back then, on the day he got engaged to Song Man, in the dressing room, he kissed her lips and coaxed her: "Awu, be a good girl and don't be angry with your brother. Your brother will never abandon you in this life."

At that moment, she nodded numbly.

But his heart was already dead.

"Miss Qiao, we've arrived."

Chen Ke's voice pulled her back from her wandering thoughts.

Qiao Mian said thank you, didn't even glance at Huo Yanbei, opened the car door and got out.

Watching the woman's slender figure disappear into the rain, the man lowered his eyes, staring at the black umbrella clutched in his hand, his knuckles turning white little by little.