Chapter 132: What is a mistress?
Sizhe before taking the presidential elevator straight up."Mr. Fu, about the infringement lawsuit from Guojin Company, do you still need to find a few more lawyers to deal with it"The secretary knock...Chapter 132: What is a Third Party
I can't do that.
Xu Qinghuan smiled, looking at the computer screen, a little confused.
Is Fu Yan doing this to clear his name, or is he worried that the truth will damage Xia Wan's reputation when it comes out
And, what does that sentence "I want to protect you" mean
She looked at it for a while but didn't spend too much time agonizing over it.
Prepared, Xu Qinghuan rose from her desk and walked straight to the legal department.
"Hello, I'd like to ask if Xia Wan'yu lawyer is at the company today" After she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a female staff member from the Legal Affairs Department.
It's obvious that this person also knows about Xu Qinghuan and Xia Wan'yu. Their eyes suddenly seemed like they were watching a grand play, with a mix of apprehension and secret excitement.
What's the matter with her
"Regarding the company investigation, I'd like to have a private conversation with her."
Xu Qinghuan was also calm and composed, showing no signs of nervousness.
The female staff member's eyes rolled. "I'll go ask Lawyer Xia, she's here, but she may not have time to see you."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Xu Qinghuan just stood there and waited. After a while, she ran over.
"
Xia Lawyer said let you go directly.
"
Thank you.
She strode straight to Xia Wan's office door, knocked lightly, and pushed the door open after hearing a response.
Xia Wan yu looked up and saw her, still smiling softly.
"I didn't expect you to come looking for me."
"Actually, I didn't expect this either." Xu Qinghuan looked at her face, which was somewhat similar to her own, and smiled. "To be honest, I was quite oblivious. When we first met, I didn't notice anything."
Xia Wan's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.
A few seconds later, she moved.
"Do you think that day was the first time we met"
Xu Qinghuan looked at her, without saying a word.
Xia Wan Yu stood up from behind her desk, walked toward him in high heels, a slight smile playing on her red lips.
To be precise, that was our second meeting.
“...”
“I still remember when you were in high school, going to work at a fast food restaurant after school. After I learned about it from your father’s phone, I went to see you.” Xia Wan’yu gently brushed her shoulder with her finger, her tone as flat as if she was talking about someone else's story. “Seeing you so thin and malnourished, do you know how happy I was”
Xu Qinghuan clenched her fist and looked into her eyes.
"When a mistress can act so confidently and openly, it's only you mother and daughter!"
“What does a third party mean I ask you, what does it mean Have you received paternal love these years Has your father ever cared about your life or death” Xia Wan’yu sneered and hummed, “It’s just in this era that fathers can’t unilaterally divorce! He has mentioned divorce countless times, even going to court. It was your mother who refused to agree, no matter what! Speaking of which, both are women, I feel sorry for her. She could only keep that marriage certificate for a lifetime.”
"I pity your mother even more. She'll only ever be known as a mistress in this lifetime!"
That one sentence hit Xia Wan'yu right where it hurt.
She raised her hand to hit Xu Qinghuan, but this time, Xu Qinghuan was prepared.
He grabbed her wrist directly, pushed her hard, and threw her to the ground with a heavy thud.
Xia Wan Yu's surgical incision had never fully healed, and the excruciating pain caused her to unconsciously let out a cry of agony.
Suddenly, the door to Xia Wan's office was pushed open.
Fu Yan at that time strode in, his handsome face clouded.
"Xu Qinghuan, what are you doing here"m for a while, feeling her emotions had stabilized enough before she walked out.When she entered the living room, she thought Fu Yan would be at home waiting to question her, but unexpectedly, he wasn...