Grassroots lawyers also have their day

"Sigh! I can see that too. We can only warm him up little by little. I hope Chuan'er can hold on until the ice melts! It seems the three-person treatment team needs to prepare for a long battle!" Sixth Brother said calmly.

"What if that day comes? What if Sister Hong...?" Sixth Brother was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and whispered.

"You mean an old cow eating young grass?" Zhao Jianbin said with a wicked grin. "Isn't that great?"

"Yes, it's quite good..."

Actually, Sixth Brother had another thing to say: Wang Chuan might not agree, and there might be new emotional entanglements later.

He knew Wang Chuan was surrounded by beautiful women! Although Wang Chuan said the three beauties were his colleagues, the way that girl from the capital and the girl from the south looked at Wang Chuan was anything but ordinary!

To be honest, Wang Chuan felt a lot of pressure performing tonight. He carried the heavy responsibility entrusted to him by Sixth Brother and Zhao Jianbin. Moreover, the look in Sister Hong's eyes on stage tonight made him feel somewhat... heavy-hearted!

Yes! It's heavy.

Wang Chuan's grasp of the emotions in songs is generally quite accurate, but the emotions conveyed in Sister Hong's performance today came entirely from her heart, without any embellishment. It was as if her voice was telling her own story, making him feel heavy-hearted as well.

After the song ended, Sister Hong remained immersed in the emotions she had just experienced for a long time after stepping off the stage. Zhao Jianbin and Sixth Brother did not disturb her.

Wang Chuan walked over to Sixth Brother and Brother Zhao and whispered, "Sixth Brother, Brother Zhao, did I mess this up?"

"No, you did a great job!" Sixth Brother sighed and said in a low voice. He was not in a good mood.

Zhao Jianbin pulled Wang Chuan aside and whispered, "Chuan'er, you did very well today. I need you to keep it up. Don't worry, Sixth Brother and I will cover for you if anything happens!"

Wang Chuan nodded without saying anything.

On Wednesday morning, Wang Chuan arrived at the law firm early. Just then, Attorney Wan walked in.

"Wang Chuan, do you have time this morning?" Fatty Wan asked with a smile.

"Yes, what is it?" Wang Chuan looked up and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, there's an infringement case. The director asked me to handle it. The client will arrive around ten o'clock this morning. Come with me to talk to him!" Fatty Wan said.

"Okay!" Wang Chuan smiled.

"Lawyer Wan, can I go in and listen in?" Pan Jinlian looked at Fatty Wan with hopeful eyes, looking pitiful.

"Well... alright. You asked for this yourself!" Fatty Wan smiled mysteriously.

Pan Jinlian's eyes widened: What does this mean?

Around 10 o'clock, the administrative and receptionist led a woman with a bandage wrapped around her head and wearing large sunglasses into the conference room.

"Wang Chuan, the client is here!" Fatty Wan waved and walked into the conference room first.

Seeing Wang Chuan walk towards the conference room, Pan Jinlian quickly got up, grabbed her notebook and pen, and followed him in.

Three against one, the woman with her head wrapped in gauze had already taken off her large sunglasses. A hint of surprise and nervousness flashed in her eyes. She was a little flattered that so many lawyers would be receiving her!

"Hello, Ms. Gao, these two are my assistants. Please introduce the situation," Fatty Wan said with a serious expression.

Wang Chuan looked at the woman and saw that her face was covered in bruises, with the gauze covering her forehead and above. Even her own mother probably wouldn't recognize her in that state.

"Attorney Wan, three months ago I met a man online. He said his family owns a mine, he's a rich second-generation, and his family is extremely wealthy, owning three or four Lamborghini sports cars."

At first I didn't believe it, but then we had a video call, and he showed me his villa and garage. I was shocked. His house was huge! It even had a swimming pool.

"We dated for a while, and he invited me to the capital, saying he'd take me to climb the Great Wall. You can probably guess what he was thinking." The woman with a bandage wrapped around her head finished speaking, took out a pack of cigarettes from her small bag—the thin kind—lit one, took a puff, and then blew a smoke ring into the air.

Seeing the woman with her head wrapped in gauze acting this way, Wang Chuan frowned almost imperceptibly and looked at Fatty Wan. Fatty Wan looked calmly at the customer opposite him.

The small meeting room was filled with the smell of cigarettes. Wan Pangzi and Wang Chuan were fine, but Pan Jinlian frowned slightly, clearly feeling a little uncomfortable.

The woman with a bandage wrapped around her head continued, "He chose the hotel. He said his family keeps a close eye on him, and he only has 100,000 yuan of pocket money each month. He said he'd already spent almost all of it on food and drinks with friends. He asked me to book the hotel with my ID and pay for it, and he'd give me cash when he arrived."

He arrived shortly after I checked into the hotel. We stayed together that night, and that very night he tied me to the bed with a rope, straddled me, and started whipping me with a small leather whip!

Not satisfied with just smoking, he became a beast and slammed my head against the headboard. That bastard is a real piece of work; I could have just played around, but I never expected him to actually do something so underhanded.

"Look at my body, I'm covered in injuries!" The woman with her head wrapped in gauze said, and before Wan Pangzi could speak, she quickly took off her down jacket, unbuttoned the top, and revealed her snow-white shoulders and half of her breasts.

There were many bite marks on his shoulders, as well as welts from being whipped.

"Look at my back, my thighs..." The woman with gauze wrapped around her head tried to take more off, but was stopped by Fatty Wan.

"Okay...okay! I saw it, no need for a medical examination!" Fatty Wan gestured with his chubby little hands to stop the other person, but his big, round eyes kept scanning the other person.

Wan Pangzi's shifty eyes and his constant gesturing that seemed intent on stopping the other person gave Wang Chuan a strong sense of unease. It was fake! So fake!

At this moment, Fatty Wan's heart was screaming: No, don't stop...

"Oh dear! This little whip is really something! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Those teeth! They really dare to bite! Hmm... what's with this scar? It looks like... a burn?" Fatty Wan observed very carefully.

"This was done with hot wax, it's almost healed," the woman with a bandage wrapped around her head said apologetically.

Although Wang Chuan is rather conservative, just because he hasn't eaten pork doesn't mean he hasn't seen pigs run. We live in an information society now, and he still knows about some of the things that happen between men and women online.

In a few years, a social networking app called MOMO will appear, and everyone on Earth knows what it's for.

Although MOMO is no longer available, social networking apps are still plentiful, and some men and women with romantic feelings will meet up to seek excitement.

Wang Chuan always felt that this might be related to the biological clock of animals. For example, felines would howl incessantly when spring arrives and flowers bloom, a phenomenon commonly known as "springtime commotion." Humans are higher animals, so it's normal for them to do some disgraceful things during the bright spring season, since everyone has needs.