Xiao Yu’s brows relaxed, but now it was Wen Ying who furrowed hers.
The probability of a lawyer falling for their client was not high.
The probability of a client falling for their lawyer… was actually quite significant.
Take Lan Jing as an example. A young woman in deep trouble, scorned by everyone. Then a capable young lawyer appears who can help her.
This lawyer is utterly reliable, always considering her interests, finding ways to extricate her from the mess. To the woman, he is like a saviour!
And coincidentally, this lawyer is not balding, looks dignified and handsome. The chances of the woman developing feelings are even higher.
As for whether the lawyer has a girlfriend, does that matter?
Lan Jing herself might not even fully understand her own feelings. She might not be intentionally trying to poach from Xiao Yu. She is simply instinctively clinging to Zheng Zhihe as her lifeline.
“Have you talked to Lawyer Zheng about it?”
Wen Ying hit the nail on the head. Xiao Yu was stunned. “Actually, nothing has happened yet. If I deliberately bring it up now, would I be making a mountain out of a molehill?”
Zheng Zhihe probably has not thought anything of it.
If she rashly reminds him, what if it backfires?
Xiao Yu was no longer as straightforward in handling emotions as before.
This was a sign of her growing maturity, and also of her deepening feelings for Zheng Zhihe.
Especially since Zheng Zhihe, for Xiao Yu’s sake, was willing to abandon his career foundation in Rongcheng and start anew in Modu. Xiao Yu’s feelings for him were no longer mere affection.
From Xiao Yu’s perspective, Zheng Zhihe had sacrificed so much for her. If she made a fuss over unfounded suspicions, it would also harm their relationship!
Xiao Yu voiced her concerns. Wen Ying became uncertain too.
Ah, relationships are full of so many twists and turns. What a hassle!
Wen Ying herself was no emotional expert. She dared not give reckless advice to Xiao Yu. Back in the private room, she felt a bit gloomy.
Wen Ying did not know how to vent this gloominess. She could only stare at Zheng Zhihe’s still relatively thick hair, thinking: Actually, going bald early would not be so bad. At least it would cut off many unnecessary thoughts from female clients!
Heh, no wonder in her previous life, Senior Brother Zheng was always bald.
In her previous life, his wife Ma Wei was not short of money. Why had she never urged Zheng Zhihe to get hair implants?
Probably because Ma Wei also thought that Zheng Zhihe being bald would save a lot of trouble.
Zheng Zhihe felt creeped out by Wen Ying’s staring. He reached up to touch his head several times but found no little bugs.
What is wrong with my head?
Zheng Zhihe inquired with his eyes.
Wen Ying looked away and chuckled. “Lawyer Zheng, I absolutely must introduce more cases to you.”
If a lawyer is extremely busy, he would have no time to comfort certain female clients.
With a large group of clients waiting for Zheng Zhihe’s attention, the time allocated to Lan Jing would naturally decrease.
The more cases, the busier Zheng Zhihe, and the faster he would bald.
Zheng Zhihe, oblivious to Wen Ying’s “malicious” intentions, stood up specifically to toast her.
This big straight man Zheng had annoyed Wen Ying. Even after returning to school, she remained gloomy.
Xie Qian had just finished class. One look at her face told him she was in a bad mood.
“Did my dad harass you again?”
“No, not your dad. It’s about Xiao Yu…”
Wen Ying explained the situation, emphasising that she did not want to meddle in Xiao Yu and Zheng Zhihe’s relationship.
“I just find it pointless. They are clearly a couple, clearly like each other, yet some things still cannot be said directly. Don’t you think it’s exhausting?”
Wen Ying muttered.
Xie Qian’s brain worked at high speed, turning over the matter twice without arriving at the correct answer. He could only respond from the heart. “I think both of them are at fault. Ni Sisi is wrong for being indecisive, and Zheng Zhihe is wrong for not giving Ni Sisi enough sense of security. Of course, Zheng Zhihe definitely likes Ni Sisi. They have been dating for a while now. He might feel that this affection does not need deliberate emphasis, but—”
“But Xiao Yu actually needs it?”
Wen Ying felt Xie Qian’s analysis made a lot of sense.
Influenced by the domestic environment, people are not accustomed to expressing emotions directly.
Between parents and children.
Between friends.
Even between lovers and spouses.
During arguments, the harshest words can be spat out. But when in love, people always assume the other can feel it without needing to say too much.
Wen Ying suddenly thought of herself.
On the day Xie Qian confessed.
Xie Qian had straightforwardly said “I like you”, but she had only replied “more than anything”.
Wen Ying believed those four words were equivalent.
In front of her roommates, in front of suitors, she had never hidden her affection for Xie Qian.
Wen Ying had always thought Xie Qian surely understood… But what if Xie Qian was like Xiao Yu, never receiving her precise response? Had he been in a state of insecurity these days?
Wen Ying recalled Xie Qian forcing himself to eat spicy food in front of Song Shao.
Was that not because Xie Qian also lacked sufficient security?
Wen Ying had already pushed Xie Qian to the school gate.
The driver was waiting there.
Wen Ying stopped, positioning herself in front of Xie Qian.
She leaned forward slightly, meeting his gaze levelly. Before speaking, her cheeks were already hot enough to fry an egg.
“Xie Qian, I have something to say to you.”
The streetlamp cast a dim yellow light, masking Wen Ying’s nervousness.
Xie Qian did not immediately think otherwise. He assumed Wen Ying wanted to talk about investing in “You Ni Group Buy” or something else. Unexpectedly, Wen Ying suddenly raised her voice. “It happened suddenly. I did not have time to prepare a script. I just want you to know that I like you too!”
I like you too.
Xie Qian was completely unprepared. These five words crashed down like a mountain, leaving him dizzy and dazed.
Xie Qian had once thought that “more than anything” could be equivalent to “I like you”. Only now did he realise they were not the same at all.
The only response to “I like you” is “I like you too”!
Seeing Xie Qian remain silent for a long time, Wen Ying pretended to be calm. “Alright, I have said what I needed to. You should head back. There is class tomorrow.”
At this point, the driver should take over from Wen Ying and push the wheelchair.
Tonight, however, the driver stood woodenly still, perfectly blending into the night. A stable job is hard to find. The driver recalled Gong Sheng’s instructions: A good subordinate must learn to read the situation. Driving is just the basic requirement of this job—an IQ skill. Whether one can keep the job long-term is an EQ skill!
The driver felt his EQ was exceptionally high.
As soon as Wen Ying prepared to leave, Xie Qian instinctively grabbed her.
He had meant to catch her arm, but by coincidence, as Wen Ying’s arm moved, Xie Qian grasped… Wen Ying’s hand!
A subtle tingling surged up Xie Qian’s hand, precisely striking the young man’s heart.
This was not the first time Xie Qian and Wen Ying had held hands.
Yet it felt like their very first time.
Wen Ying did not struggle. She was a bit stiff.
Xie Qian exerted a slight force with his hand, pulling Wen Ying back to face him again.
“…Could you say it one more time?”
