After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Jincheng is near the top floor of a five-star hotel on Financial Street. The man standing in front of the French window overlooking the night view of the whole city has just extinguished his smoke.

He breathed out the last breath of tobacco, and his long and deep eyes gradually tightened.

One foot stepped out in the direction of sideways, turned around with that force, and when pouring wine at the bar, his eyes unconsciously fell on the leather sofa chair in the center of the suite living room.

In the middle of the sofa, there are two white paper bags.

A valuable suit brand, the size chosen is also impartial, just in line with his figure.

About ten minutes ago, his assistant knocked on the door and brought it in. He said that president Shao specially asked someone to prepare and compensate him for the damage he lost to save his wife during the day.

He gently hooked his lips, slowly took back his eyes, picked up the awakened red wine next to him in one hand, poured more than half a cup and drank it with his head up.

Then he took a breath, knocked the cup heavily on the marble table, and the fundus of his eyes Rose uncontrollably.

Since he came back from the hospital, a lot of memories have been repeated in his mind. After closing the curtains, the whole person was silent under the boundless empty darkness, and a heart was floating without landing.

Before the woman was in a coma, the despair and helplessness in her eyes, and after firmly holding his arm, she almost tried her best to say, "don't hurt my child."

What's more, there were some words that the other party said after throwing a pile of heavy materials in front of him in Song Ran's office in Kyoto that day.

"According to the clues I found here, Lu Yao's father is not primarily responsible for your mother's death."

The so-called failed to bear the main responsibility, that is to say, there were many things that he did not check thoroughly at that time.

In those years, after judge Lu, a well-known judge in Nancheng, got off the horse, the public discussed one after another, saying that how many of the major and small cases handled by Lu Yuan's veteran might be unjust, false and wrong cases.

One of them, not many people talked about, was the engineering accident trial that year.

Mu Shan, a successful female entrepreneur, took an astonishing time from being arrested to handling the results of the trial, from the stars supporting the moon to becoming a prisoner.

In that year, there were still many details of the case to be tried and publicized. Mu Shan was naturally responsible, but she was not the only person responsible for the incident.

Later, Mu Shan died for some reason while in prison. Mu Ming returned home to investigate the truth. Not surprisingly, he would find Lu Shaokun's line. He learned that the justice who hurriedly tried his mother not only had bad deeds, but even had private investment in his mother's project that year. Even, they were old friends.

"In short, in order to get rid of his responsibility, Lu Shaokun was eager to send my mother to prison, which led to the miscarriage of justice. This is not wrong."

Facing the conclusion of song Yanfeng's light clouds, the man's eyes gradually gathered a flash of fire. He leaned his body against the back of the chair and questioned each other's words for the first time.

Song ran slightly hooked his lips and quietly listened to him finish. He saw him fidgeting alone for a while before slowly revealing, "you have no confidence and don't want to face your mistakes. You have already regretted that thing about Lu Yao."

There's nothing wrong with what she said.

Mu Ming, who was exposed, finally rationally chose to give up this unequal confrontation with song ran. He pretended to spread his hands easily, "do you have any evidence to prove me wrong?"

The woman slightly sat upright, took a cup of hot tea at hand and slowly reminded her before sipping: "there was another Yan family whose reputation and reputation were famous in Nancheng. Have you checked it?"

Referring to the Yan family, Mu Ming twisted his eyebrows slightly, and his body was unknowingly stiff, "what do you mean?"

At the beginning, he wanted to check the Yan family, but later, the news of Lu Shaokun's sacking happened to be revealed, so he was diverted to check the Lu family line.

Seeing song Ran's relaxed appearance, Mu Ming vaguely noticed something, "there's a ghost in the Yan family?"

After taking a sip of tea, the aroma of jasmine slowly slid down her throat. The woman gently knocked down the tea cup, and the slender eyelashes slowly spit out a word for a moment, "yes."

There are ghosts in the Yan family.

"Your mother and Mr. Lu are old friends, but you didn't know it before your mother's accident. I think you have found it very clear, but do you know why?"

Mu Ming didn't think about this, but he took it for granted that he was sent abroad to study since primary school.

"Your mother was unmarried and pregnant. She suffered a lot of public pressure in those years. Later, in order to start a business, she had to send you abroad, but it was very difficult to start a business at that time. Your early tuition was subsidized by Lu Yao's father without telling his family."

When song ran said these words, she always looked at the change of expression on Mu Ming's face. She was a cold and used woman and liked to control all the details in her own hands.

After a pause, seeing that the other party's face became dark, she became more serious, "judge Lu misjudged your mother's case, but now it seems that this is not his original intention. The mastermind behind the project case was the Yan family. At that time, the Yan family had great wealth. They wanted to threaten your mother with your life. What do you think she would choose? "

With the topic advancing a little, a man's heart gradually sank to the bottom of the valley.

There are many voices buzzing in my mind.

"There are still some news that can't be 100% guaranteed to be true. If you don't want to listen, I can stop here."

Song ran observed the man in front of him, and his eyes showed a few unbearable emotions.

The name of mu, whose lips and teeth were cold, gathered a touch of cold light at the bottom of his eyes and spit out a word, "say..."

"Your biological father..."

As soon as the topic was opened, the man's body trembled unknowingly. He raised his eyes and saw that the woman's fundus emotion was quiet and described slowly.

"He is not a qualified man. It is said that he met your mother at the beginning. There is Lu Fu's relationship among them, so Lu Fu has always been ashamed of your mother and has taken care of it for so many years."

After a pause, she clearly observed the man's mind in front of her. Her lips were slightly red and told her almost coldly: "you don't have to find that man. He died twelve years ago, liver cancer."

Mu Ming still remembers how annoying it was when he came out of song Ran's office that day and the sweat infiltrated on his back was sticky on his skin.

It's a coincidence that when I held Lu Yao in my arms today and went all the way to the hospital, cold sweat came out from my back. The feeling was almost the same.

Thoughts slowly gathered together, and finally stared at the already empty red wine glass in front of me. I glanced at my lips, raised my hand and poured a glass in.

Pour it down with your head up.

The bitterness slid down his throat to the tip of his heart.