After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

A short while later, the Wuling Hongguang smoothly stopped in the marked parking space outside the Xingkong Early Education Center.

Lin Fan removed the car key, opened the door, and got out of the car.

On a late winter afternoon, the sun was already hidden by clouds, and the wind was dry and cold on my face.

A number of parents had already gathered at the entrance of the early childhood education center to pick up their children. The adults stood in twos and threes, their hands in their pockets, chatting quietly.

Lin Fan didn't squeeze into the crowd. Instead, he found a sheltered corner and stood quietly waiting.

A few minutes later, the bell rang precisely on time to signal the end of get out of class.

The large, black, ornate iron gate opened from the inside, and the teacher in charge led the children, who were lined up, out.

Tuantuan, wearing a yellow down jacket and carrying a small backpack, spotted Lin Fan standing in the corner at a glance.

"dad!"

She ran over with her short legs and hugged Lin Fan's leg tightly.

Lin Fan bent down and picked up his daughter, casually weighing her in his hand, and felt that she had indeed gained some weight recently.

"Did you behave at school today?" Lin Fan helped her straighten her scarf to block the cold wind from getting into her neck.

"I've been good. I finished all my lunch." Tuantuan hugged Lin Fan's neck, her voice clear and crisp.

"Okay, let's go home."

Lin Fan placed Tuantuan in the passenger seat and fastened the seatbelt.

The car started and entered the evening rush hour traffic, heading towards Jinmao Mansion.

Back home, the underfloor heating inside dispelled the chill from my body.

As soon as Tuantuan entered the door, she took off her little shoes, put on slippers, and ran to the living room carpet to find building blocks to play with.

Lin Fan took off his coat and hung it behind the door.

He didn't go to the kitchen to cook anything fancy; it was just the father and daughter eating dinner together, and they just ate whatever was convenient.

……

Time flies.

Before they knew it, the day of the court hearing arrived.

The sky was overcast in the morning, and the weather forecast said that there would be light snow in Jiangcheng today.

Lin Fan got up early as usual and made a hot breakfast for Tuantuan.

After dinner, he dressed his daughter in a thick yellow down jacket, and put on her hat and scarf.

"Dad, aren't we going to the store today?" Tuantuan asked curiously, noticing that the car wasn't heading in the direction of Phoenix Golden Street.

"Dad will take you to kindergarten first," Lin Fan said as he turned the steering wheel.

At 8:00 AM sharp, the car stopped in front of Xingkong Kindergarten.

After handing Tuantuan over to her teacher, Ms. Zhang, and watching her skip and hop into the school building with her little backpack, Lin Fan stood at the door for a while until she could no longer see her back before turning around and heading towards the parking space.

Today, he is going to completely sever the last ties to the past.

8:20 a.m.

Jiangcheng District People's Court.

Lin Fan parked his car and followed the signs into the waiting area of ​​the third courtroom inside the courthouse.

The corridor was quiet, the heating was on full blast, completely shutting out the wind, snow, and bitter cold outside. The long wooden benches were empty.

Wang Zhengming has arrived.

Today he was wearing a dark gray bespoke suit, holding a thermos in his hand, sitting on a bench, looking down at a file on his lap.

Hearing footsteps, Wang Zhengming looked up and closed the file.

"Good morning, Attorney Wang." Lin Fan walked over and sat down next to him.

"Good morning. Was there any traffic on the way?" Wang Zhengming unscrewed his thermos and took a sip of water.

"No, the snowfall wasn't heavy." Lin Fan said calmly, looking at the tightly closed doors of the Third Court.

As the two were talking, a series of crisp high heels clicking on the marble floor came from the corner at the end of the corridor.

Lin Fan did not turn his head.

The only person present here at this time is the other party.

Su Qing walked at the front. Today she wore a pure white business suit with a high-quality black cashmere coat over it, her long hair was neatly tied up at the back of her head, and her makeup was impeccable.

The arrogant and domineering aura she exuded reached its peak the moment she stepped into the courthouse corridor.

Attorney Zhang from Dacheng Law Offices, carrying a black leather briefcase, followed closely behind her with two young assistant lawyers, half a step behind.

Su Qing stopped outside the third courtroom.

She turned her head and looked down at Lin Fan, who was sitting on the bench.

The atmosphere in the corridor instantly plummeted to freezing point, and an invisible smell of gunpowder filled the air.

"Lin Fan, I thought you would make an excuse to be absent."

Su Qing looked at him, a cold pity appearing in her eyes, "In a courtroom where absolute strength is paramount, blind pride will only make you lose more miserably."

Lin Fan remained seated, showing no intention of standing up.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Su Qing: "You came all this way just to spout this nonsense before the trial?"

Su Qing wasn't angry; instead, she gave a cold laugh.

She tilted her head slightly, and Lawyer Zhang behind her immediately understood and stepped forward, taking a document from his briefcase and handing it directly to Lin Fan.

Attorney Zhang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, displaying the professionalism and arrogance of a top lawyer from a prestigious law firm.

"Mr. Lin, hello. I am Ms. Su Qing's lawyer. As a professional legal practitioner, I have seen too many people from the lower classes fight tooth and nail over custody, ultimately losing not only their children but also their reputations."

Attorney Zhang's tone carried an air of gracious charity.

"Once this door is opened, the court investigation will officially begin. The judge will thoroughly investigate your current financial situation, your sources of income, and the operating conditions of your roadside restaurant, leaving no stone unturned."

"Those less-than-honorable struggles at the bottom of society will be recorded forever as evidence of unfitness to raise children."

Attorney Zhang pointed to the documents in his hand.

"President Su is thinking of our past relationship and doesn't want you to be embarrassed in front of the judge. This is the settlement agreement with a five million yuan compensation. There are fifteen minutes left before the court hearing. Sign it now, take the money and leave; it's your only chance to retain some dignity."

Lin Fan looked at the agreement handed to him and suddenly found it somewhat amusing.

Just as he was about to speak, Wang Zhengming, who was sitting next to him, slowly tightened the lid of the thermos.

"Little Zhang."

A deep, steady voice rang out in the corridor.

"It's been years since we last met, and you've become more and more adept at using your tactics of psychological pressure and throwing money at people outside the courtroom."

When Attorney Zhang heard this voice, his whole body stiffened abruptly.

His attention was entirely on Lin Fan, and since Wang Zhengming had his head down, he hadn't seen who was sitting next to Lin Fan.

They assumed that Lin Fan had found some seasoned veteran from a community mediation office.

Attorney Zhang turned his head somewhat stiffly.

Wang Zhengming slowly stood up and calmly looked at him.

The moment he saw that face clearly, Attorney Zhang's pupils contracted sharply, and his face turned deathly pale.

"President Wang...?" Attorney Zhang stammered.

"You...how did you get here?"