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Chapter 128 Zheng Qingqing Always Remembers the Day Shen Zhaolai

That was her life, and there was really nothing left to rely on.

And this lawyer can be said to be her only life-saving straw.

Zheng Qingqing always remembered what it was like on the day when Shen Zhao came.

That day, she opened the curtains that had not been opened, and the sunlight came in from the green window, a swaying and scattered beam of light.The acacia fruit of that tree has just begun to develop, with a small, sour aroma.

Zheng Qingwei stood by the window for a long, long time.

Until, she saw a silver sports car parked in front of Zheng's house.

Zheng Weiwei didn't see Shen Zhao's appearance, she just rushed downstairs quickly and opened the door.

At that time, Shen Zhao had just come out of the car, wearing a black suit with dark stripes on the cuffs, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp, almost without any warmth.But a face is born very well, with an elite temperament and an air of nobility.

Shen Zhao looked at the girl who happened to reach his chest in front of him, his eyes gradually darkened, and he didn't speak.

After a long time, he heard her speak, and she said, "Are you Lawyer Shen?"

Carefully, the tone of voice is filled with anticipation.

Shen Zhao smiled and said, "Yes."

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand towards her with a flat tone and a clear voice: "Hi, Miss Zheng, I am your lawyer, Shen Zhao."

A small soft hand pinched him gently.

The smile on her face is very forced, and with the weak tone, it is easy to make people feel affectionate: "Lawyer Shen, then I will leave everything to you."

Shen Zhao nodded expressionlessly.

It has to be said that at this moment, he felt that it was not worthwhile to return to China for such a small commission.

In Shen Zhao's heart, a little bit of dissatisfaction.

But he still didn't show it, he just said slowly: "Miss Shen, why don't we talk slowly after we go in?"

"I'm not thoughtful," Zheng Weiwei was stunned, and said, "Please come in."

Shen Zhao nodded lightly.

Zheng's house has been around for a long time. Although it looks simple and elegant, there are also some signs of decline from the unpopular building.

When a family goes from prosperity to decline, there are always some unspeakable omens.

But Shen Zhao didn't care about these, he just glanced at it lightly, and then his eyes were attracted by the acacia tree in the courtyard.

Zheng Weiwei saw that he was interested, and said slowly: "My grandfather planted this when my father was born."

Hearing this, Shen Zhao said "En", and took another look, before turning around and entering the villa.

The first thing Shen Zhao felt when he entered the hall was the word "scholarly family".The furnishings are simple and simple, and the environment is lingering with the smell of agarwood.On the other side of the porch, there are some valuable porcelain, calligraphy and paintings.

He looked at it secretly, and then sat down on the sofa calmly.He looked at Zheng Weiqing who was sitting on the sofa opposite the coffee table, and said softly: "Miss Zheng, you can sit next to me, since you sit so far away, it's not convenient for communication."

Zheng Qingqing said "Okay" slowly, then got up and walked towards him.

On the coffee table in the center of the sofa, there is a potted five-needle pine plant with vigorous branches and dark green leaves.When Zheng gently stood up, her already white skin became even fairer against the green background.

The butler at the side poured tea for Shen Zhao, and then left quietly.

And Zheng gently sat beside him, clenched the skirt a little uneasily, leaving a tiny wrinkle...

(End of this chapter)