Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Han Cheng didn't argue, just spread his hands.

Xiao Jingting took out another file bag and placed it on the table, his tone somewhat intriguing, "The man in Linzhou who molested my wife died unexpectedly."

Han Cheng frowned slightly and asked tentatively: "Is it a real accident or a fake accident?"

After all, accidents can also be created by humans.

Xiao Jingting shook his head, "I don't know."

Han Cheng took the file bag and said, "I'll go to Linzhou to ask around."

……

On the way back, Xiao Jingting was thinking about one thing.

The level of trust between him and Fu Runing.

She knew that Han Cheng was his lawyer, but she didn't say anything to him.

When did Fu Runing become like this?

When encountering a red light, Xiao Jingting looked at the crowded traffic outside the window and casually clicked on the WeChat Moments update.

Fu Runing posted a status three minutes ago.

The picture shows three cats with the caption: [A small rural cat with a good personality and good temper, looking for a kind-hearted handsome man or beautiful woman to take home~]

Xiao Jingting frowned slightly. Who allowed her to give the cat away?

……

As the sky grew darker, Fu Runing replied to messages on WeChat.

There are quite a few people in her circle of friends asking about the adoption information of kittens, so she has to do some careful research.

Xiao Si and Xiao Wu are an orange cat and a tabby cat respectively, both of them have good personalities. Only this calico cat Xiao Liu has no good personality at all. He will bare his teeth if you touch him, and he only knows how to scare people.

It turns out that if you are good-looking you can do whatever you want.

Not long after, she received a call from Feng Yan. He just wanted to ask about the progress of Jian Heng's case.

Fu Runing thanked him on the phone, "Brother Feng Yan, the matter has been settled privately. I've also discussed it with Lawyer Zhuang. Thank you. I'll invite you to my house for dinner someday. It's very convenient since we're just separated by a wall."

Feng Yan didn't say anything and just agreed politely.

After a moment, Feng Yan hesitated and asked tentatively, pretending to be casual: "Ning Ning, have you been to Jincheng?"

Jincheng?

Fu Runing thought about it and realized that it was still quite far from Shengzhou City.

"No, what's wrong?"

Feng Yan said, "Nothing, just asking casually. My father and stepmother want to find a place to travel recently, and I don't know where to arrange for them. I heard that Jincheng is not bad."

After hearing this, Fu Runing couldn't help but sigh again how someone could get along so well with his stepmother.

Think about Xiao Jingting again, his blood-related aunt treats him like this.

Alas, people cannot be compared.

Fu Runing smiled and replied, "Then I'll help you check it out and make a strategy."

Feng Yan said casually, "That's not a big deal, I'm just asking."

The two ended the call without saying a word.

Feng Yan hung up the phone, but he was still confused. Since Fu Runing had never been to Jincheng, what did that have to do with Yu Songyan?

Recently, Yu Songyan frequently asked him whether the people who asked him to help find the information had found it, but he always fooled them.

Feng Yan looked at the unfinished wooden carving on his desk and fell into deep thought.

He thought he was always an upright person, but he never expected that he would have such a dark and selfish side.

After he went abroad, he rarely contacted people in China. He sent gifts to Fu Runing, but they were not these wood carvings.

Feng Yan couldn't help but wonder what kind of thoughts were behind the person who gave her birthday presents on time every year?

That feeling was neither bright nor open, but it lasted for thirteen years.