The night before the trial, Yi Shu was on duty.

After getting off work the next morning, she hurried to the courthouse with two big eye circles.

The time was just right, and the court was opened.

Yi Shu sat on the jury, his eyes met Yan Qing, who was sitting in the defendant's seat.

She saw Yan Qing nodding slightly to herself, as if to say, don't worry.

The fist clenched from nervousness slowly loosened, and she nodded in response, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Yan Qing withdrew her gentle gaze, and there was only calm in her eyes.

Qin Linlin, who was sitting on the side, leaned closer to ease her ears and asked in a low voice, "Has Professor Yan always been like this?" ”

"What?"

"Anything is in your hands."

Yi Shu looked at Yan Qing again, he was calm and calm from beginning to end, and answered the judge's question in a clear manner: "Do you know why his studio is called Runqing?" ”

Qin Linlin shook her head.

Yi Shu explained softly: "Runqing has the meaning of virtue, and the gentleman carries things with virtue." The body is not afraid of shadows, he is right, so he is fearless. ”

Qin Linlin gave her a thumbs up for her husband-like look.

In court, an unexpected scene appeared.

As soon as Yan Qingfang presented evidence, the deceased's wife suddenly changed her mind.

She said that she found another suicide note at home, and her husband chose to commit suicide because he couldn't stand the torture of his illness, which had nothing to do with Runqing's studio.

In the end, the deceased chose to withdraw the lawsuit.

Qin Linlin had a time limit to go out, and when she heard that Yan Qing was fine, she was ready to leave.

Yishu sent Qin Linlin to the car, and explained a few words before reluctantly parting.

When he returned, the trial had ended, and Yan Qing and the deceased's wife were standing at the door.

Yi Shu didn't get closer, a little far away, and couldn't hear what he said, only to see the other party with the child and bow deeply to Yan Qing.

Her gaze suddenly fixed on the man walking behind Yan Qing.

The man wore a black peaked cap on his head, covered his mask on a hot day, and behaved strangely.

Yi Shu followed the man's figure, feeling familiar, very similar to the strange stalking man Gu Qishan mentioned to her some time ago.

Yi Shu thought that Gu Qishan had committed an occupational disease, and he was suspicious.

Now it does appear that someone is following her.

The man noticed her gaze too, lowered his hat, and quickened his pace.

Yi Shu was about to catch up, but was stopped by several people behind him.

"Sister-in-law, let's have dinner together at night to celebrate the rest of our studio's life!"

The speaker is the second-in-command of the studio, Zhuo Hao, a classmate of Yan Qing University.

Yi Shu just thought about it, Yan Qing put his arm around her shoulder: "Next time, my beloved wife just finished the night shift and needs to rest." ”

Zhuo Hao vomited, and joked with his colleagues about Yan Qing: "Old Yan, you are really unkind to hide Jiaojiao in this golden house." What kind of affection is there to show, your brother and I have two babies behind my buttocks, what are you following? ”

Zhuo Hao wanted to hurt Yan Qing a few more words, turned his head and received his warning eyes, immediately shut up, and shouted at a few colleagues to leave:

"Let's go, we won't delay you two to contribute to the cause of human fertility."

It was the depths of winter, the trees on the roadside were dead, and the north wind was blowing and swaying.

Yi Shu walked towards the parking lot with Yan Qing in his arms: "You also think this matter is very strange, right?" ”

Yan Qing bowed, took her cold hand and stuffed it into her coat pocket, and her eyes fell on the same pace of the two.

She's smart, and she can tell at a glance.

Why are there two suicide notes? And the content is completely different?

There is a high probability that it is a means of peer business warfare, or that he has offended someone.

With Shu Zheng's head analyzed, suddenly a chuckle came into his ears.

She stopped and turned to glare at him, "Are you laughing at me?" ”

Yan Qing shook his head: "I'm rejoicing." ”

"Are you glad you were framed? The heart is bigger than the Pacific Ocean. ”

Rub his cheek on tiptoe.

Yan Qing tore off her mischievous hand and led her forward.

The smile on his lips never fell.

Yi Shu wondered: "You haven't said what you're glad about?" ”

Yan Qing's eyes were full of smiles, he looked ahead and did not speak.

It had been cloudy in the morning, and now the dark clouds on the horizon have dispersed, and a glimmer of light has appeared.

I'm glad that the person by my side is you.