Just after being thrown into the lake, seven beautiful women blocked the door calling him "husb

As soon as Liu Huan left, the strong perfume scent in the office dissipated considerably.

The air can finally circulate freely.

But the atmosphere was even more tense than before.

Qin Kexin's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Her hands twisted helplessly around the hem of her business suit.

She kept her head down, her gaze fixed on a certain pattern on the floor, not daring to look up at Chen Ye.

shame.

The shame of being caught in an intimate office affair by one's boss.

And... doubts.

Mr. Liu's words just now, "You stood me up," and that last possessive warning.

It was like two sharp thorns piercing her heart.

Looking at her appearance, Chen Ye also felt a little uneasy.

Just how many romantic entanglements did the original owner of this body have?

This chaotic battlefield is so interconnected that it's impossible to defend against it.

"cough."

Chen Ye coughed lightly, deciding to use work to divert attention from this damn awkward situation.

He pointed to the document on the table that Liu Huan had just thrown down.

His voice regained the composure befitting someone in a position of authority.

"What are you standing there for? Finalize the counterclaim; I need it this afternoon."

"Yes, Attorney Chen."

Qin Kexin felt as if she had been granted a pardon, nodded hurriedly, and fled back to her computer.

But even with her slender fingers hovering over the keyboard, she couldn't type a single word.

My mind is a complete mess.

What exactly is the relationship between President Liu and Chen Ye?

They had made plans last night, right?

Did Attorney Chen stand up President Liu in order to help his ex-wife with her divorce?

A series of questions swirled in her mind.

In an instant, the shyness and excitement she felt when Chen Ye held her in his arms were overshadowed.

Jealousy, like a vine, grows wildly.

Chen Ye leaned back in the boss's chair with a relaxed air, his mind racing.

His biggest problem right now isn't the trap he'll face at tonight's banquet.

It wasn't the jealous assistant in front of me either.

It was that damn court hearing that afternoon.

Although he inherited his predecessor's impressive legal knowledge.

But that's a passive skill, and it needs to be triggered automatically at crucial moments.

In case the judge asks a procedural question during the court hearing.

If he knows nothing when asked, then things will get really funny.

The most basic procedures must be understood before the trial begins.

Chen Ye feigned exhaustion and extended his finger.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and asked casually.

"By the way, for this court hearing this afternoon, go over the procedures with me again."

I sensed that Qin Kexin paused for a moment.

So he immediately added to it.

"I've been dealing with a lot lately, both divorce and legal cases, so my mind is a bit of a mess."

Don't make mistakes on such trivial matters.

Qin Kexin didn't think much of it.

A question flashed through her mind: Did she really need to go over such basic stuff again?

But the thought only flashed through my mind.

She quickly attributed this to Chen Ye's pursuit of perfection.

A rigorous work style that allows no room for error.

This was the Chen Lu she knew, the invincible one.

Qin Kexin immediately switched to work mode.

Without turning his head, he began to explain in detail.

"2:30 p.m., Dongcheng District Court, Third Trial Chamber."

It was a summary procedure final trial, judged by Zhou Guoqiang, whose style leans towards swift and decisive action.

"There will be one court clerk. We will sit in the defendant's dock, to the right of the judge's bench."

"As the lead attorney, you are primarily responsible for court arguments and final statements."

The opening and evidence presentation/examination phases can be handled by me.

Chen Ye appeared to be listening intently.

It would also occasionally make an "hmm" sound from its nose to indicate that it was listening.

But in my mind, I was frantically taking notes.

Oh, you can't call a judge "Your Excellency," you have to call them "Presiding Judge" or "Your Honor"...

It's a good thing I asked, otherwise I would have been so nervous that I would have really thought it was an ancient courtroom.

If someone kneels down and calls him "Your Honor," then things get really interesting.

The defendant's seat is on the right-hand side; remember that, don't sit in the wrong one.

After listening to the process, he tapped the table with his knuckles, interrupting Qin Kexin.

Instantly, his aura sharpened.

"I understand the process. What I need is the result."

"When I file a countersuit later, what's the fastest and most effective way to completely overwhelm the other party?"

I want to give them no time to react.

This question instantly pulled Qin Kexin's attention completely away from her shame and jealousy.

The look of adoration in her eyes reignited, and she almost blurted it out.

"According to Article 54 of the Civil Procedure Law and relevant judicial interpretations."

We can do so before the end of the court debate phase.

The plaintiff filed a counterclaim in court, citing the discovery of new facts relevant to the case.

"The other party would never have expected us to pull the rug out from under them, turning civil compensation directly into criminal charges!"

This will completely disrupt all their plans!

"very good."

The next hour.

The only sounds in the office were the crisp tapping of keyboards and the two people's hushed conversation.

The two were completely absorbed in devising their trial strategy.

Chen Ye relied on the original owner's instinctive legal intuition.

They kept coming up with one tricky, almost thuggish angle of attack after another.

Qin Kexin, on the other hand, relied on her solid legal knowledge and the experience she had accumulated over the years.

To find solid and reliable procedural support for each of his "rogue tactics".

The two worked together seamlessly.

Tick, tick.

The clock on the wall pointed to 12:30.

A rumbling sound came from Chen Ye's stomach.

He stood up and stretched.

"Let's go eat."

"OK."

Qin Kexin immediately took out her phone and skillfully prepared to order food.

"Your usual private kitchen, 'Yunshuiyao,' requires advance reservations, and it might be too late for today."

Or how about that newly opened French restaurant? Their steaks are pretty good.

"stop."

Chen Ye raised his hand to interrupt her, a mysterious smile appearing on his face.

"No need to book, just come with me."

He was the first to walk out of the office, leaving behind a dashing silhouette.

Qin Kexin paused for a moment, then, with a mixture of confusion and secret anticipation, quickly followed.

She thought Chen Ye would take her to some newly discovered place.

A more upscale and secluded restaurant.

However, Chen Ye did not head towards the underground parking garage.

Instead, he led her through the magnificent lobby of the corporation.

We turned into a small alleyway full of local life.

Finally, we stopped in front of a "Wang Ji Lamb Offal Noodles" restaurant whose signboard was faded and peeling.

Qin Kexin froze on the spot.

She looked at the greasy, transparent plastic curtain hanging at the door.

There were also crowded and noisy diners behind the curtain.

I was completely stunned.

here?

Have a meal?

In her memory, Chen Ye was almost obsessively picky about the dining environment.

How could he possibly come to a place like this... a hole-in-the-wall restaurant?

Chen Ye, however, felt as if he had returned to his home turf.

He lifted the curtain, completely ignoring the crowded environment inside.

I spotted a newly vacated two-seater in the corner at a glance.

He plopped down on the floor.

He shouted loudly at the boss, who was busy behind the stove, sweating profusely.

"Boss! Two bowls of your signature beef offal noodles! Mine, extra spicy and extra cilantro!"

Qin Kexin carefully pinched the hem of her skirt with her fingertips.

I sat down on the somewhat slippery plastic stool.

Watching Chen Ye pull two pairs of chopsticks out of the chopstick holder.

I scalded them with tea and then handed them to her.

The entire movement was fluid and natural, as natural as could be.

Soon, two steaming bowls of noodles were served.

Chen Ye picked up the chili oil on the table and added two large spoonfuls to his bowl, then mixed it well.

Then he buried his head and started slurping his food.

He ate his noodles loudly, even somewhat rudely.

But it exudes an indescribable sense of joy and authenticity.

Qin Kexin watched him eat with great relish, somewhat lost in thought.

At that moment, she felt that the man in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar.

That face was still the face that haunted her dreams.

But that demeanor, that air of street smarts that emanated from his very bones.

But it made her feel like she was facing a complete stranger.

That profound sense of difference, originating from the depths of her soul, left her feeling utterly confused.

The wind swept away the remaining clouds.

Chen Ye quickly finished the entire bowl of noodles, even drinking the soup clean.

He let out a satisfied burp, wiped his mouth, and waved his hand with a flourish.

"Boss, check please!"

He habitually took out his phone from his suit pocket and opened the payment app.

next second.

His movements froze.

A pop-up window suddenly appeared on the phone screen.

Please enter your 6-digit payment password.

It’s over.

Chen Ye's smile froze instantly.

Fuck!

I don't know the password!

The noodle shop owner had already come over with a payment QR code, looking a little impatient.

"Handsome guy, there are twenty-six in total."

Chen Ye was sweating profusely.

Saying your phone ran out of battery? That's too fake.

Saying you didn't bring any money? That's even more embarrassing.

Just as the boss was looking at him suspiciously.

A fair hand suddenly reached out from the side.

On the phone screen was Qin Kexin's payment QR code.

She whispered something to the boss.

"Pay together, boss."

With a "beep", the payment was successful.

Then, she turned around and looked at Chen Ye, whose face was full of embarrassment.

In those complex eyes, emotions surged.

I asked in a soft voice.

"Attorney Chen, you... forgot your password again?"

The word "again" was used with great skill, pronounced neither too lightly nor too heavily.

But it was just enough for the boss, who was listening intently, to hear it.

so close!

Chen Ye cursed inwardly, almost dying on the spot.

He nodded calmly and went down the steps.

He even put on an approving expression that said, "You're the only one who understands me."

He stood up and straightened his tie.

In an instant, the street urchin eating mutton offal noodles in the greasy noodle shop disappeared.

He transformed back into that refined scoundrel, the powerful legal wolf.

"Let's go."

"I'm full, time to go to court and stretch my muscles."

He was the first to walk out of the noodle shop, the glaring sunlight casting a long, slender shadow on his back.

As Qin Kexin watched his retreating figure, her infatuation and confusion deepened.

She quickly followed.

An invisible war is about to officially begin.