Chapter 1 Troublesome "What could someone with the name Wen Hong possibly be...?"

In early spring, the sunlight is always stingy, filtering thinly through the clouds without much warmth.

Qiao Yunzheng wore a long cashmere coat that covered her figure completely, with only the tip of her black boots showing.

She looked up and glanced through her brown sunglasses at the entrance of the detached office building in front of her, where several large gold-plated characters read: Junyu Law Firm.

She clenched the business card in her hand, pursed her lips, and stepped inside.

The receptionist saw her, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes, but she quickly put on a standard professional smile: "Hello ma'am, who are you looking for?"

Qiao Yunzheng took off her sunglasses, revealing her delicate and petite face.

The name on the business card lingered in his throat, but he ultimately couldn't bring himself to say it.

She paused, then remembered another name before asking softly, "I'm looking for Song Nanchen, Attorney Song. Is he here?"

The receptionist replied knowingly, "Yes, do you have an appointment?"

Qiao Yunzheng shook her head. This trip to Shencheng was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, and she hadn't done any preparation at all.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, Attorney Song is busy. If you don't have an appointment, I'm afraid..."

Qiao Yunzheng understood her unspoken meaning and was somewhat unwilling to give up like this: "It's okay, I'll wait for him."

"But...it might take a long time..." the receptionist said hesitantly.

"It's alright," Qiao Yunzheng smiled at her, "Thank you."

Qiao Yunzheng sat down in the tea room, the business card she was clutching in her hand was already a little damp with sweat.

She lowered her head, her fingertips tracing the name "Wen Hong".

The day before yesterday, when her good friend Su Ran handed her this business card, she said mysteriously, "Qiao Qiao, although I can't be of much help with Qiao's affairs, I can introduce you to a top-tier protector." She pointed to the name, "This person is said to be a big shot in the business law circle, and there's no difficult case he can't solve..."

Qiao Yunzheng looked down and her breath hitched when those two words caught her eye.

Su Ran whispered something in her ear again, but she couldn't hear it anymore.

"Qiaoqiao?" Su Ran noticed her staring intently at the business card and waved it in front of her eyes. "What's wrong? Qiaoqiao, do you know this person?"

Qiao Yunzheng moved her lips, then shook her head and tentatively asked Su Ran, "You know this... Lawyer Wen very well?"

Su Ran waved her hand shyly: "No, it's not that. I heard it from someone else. Apparently, this lawyer Wen is not only young and rich, but also very handsome. It's just that... his temper is a bit strange. But it doesn't matter. A great person always has his own unique little quirks, right?"

Qiao Yunzheng nodded in agreement.

It must just be a coincidence, right?

After all, there are so many people with the same name across the country, and the name Wen Hong is just an ordinary name.

Moreover, the person she remembered was unrestrained and flamboyant, a personality that had nothing to do with the profession of lawyer.

Qiao Yunzheng shook her head, banishing the random thoughts from her mind, and her gaze fell once again on the business card: "Junyu Law Firm".

“That’s right!” Su Ran introduced with pride, “Although Junyu has only been in business for a short time, it has become very famous in the last two years. This Wen Hong is the boss of their law firm.”

Regarding the company's situation, Qiao Yunzheng consulted almost every reputable commercial lawyer in the relevant industry, and the responses she received were all similar: the outlook was not optimistic.

Su Ran continued, "Just last month, their law firm, a real star in the business world, won a very difficult case, and it was trending on the financial news for several days! I think that if we hire this law firm for the Qiao family's case, we'll have a good chance!"

The business card has a mobile phone number on it.

It was unfamiliar; it wasn't the one she knew by heart.

Qiao Yunzheng had considered dialing that number countless times, but she quickly put it down each time.

She didn't dare gamble on that "what if" scenario.

Even though she had flown all the way from Kunming to Shencheng and stood at the entrance of this law firm, that name still stuck in her throat.

As if possessed, she uttered the name of a lawyer she had inadvertently overheard from a passerby: Song Nanchen.

Qiao Yunzheng sat upright on the sofa in the tea room, secretly observing this well-known law firm.

Through the frosted glass on the second floor, she could vaguely see figures bustling back and forth. The occasional "tap tap tap" of footsteps sounded like the inexplicable pounding of her heart.

The receptionist kindly made her a cup of coffee. Just as the coffee in her hand was getting cold, she finally heard the receptionist call out, "Lawyer Song!"

Qiao Yunzheng turned her head and saw a man in a sharp suit walking down the stairs.

He was the image of an elite lawyer in my mind: upright, capable, and serious.

The man said something to the receptionist, then walked towards her: "Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Song Nanchen. You wanted to see me?"

Qiao Yunzheng quickly stood up: "Hello, Attorney Song, my name is Qiao Yunzheng, and I am from the Qiao Group in Kuncheng."

As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly felt the man opposite her pause slightly in his act of sitting down.

Song Nanchen looked up, his eyes filled with undisguised surprise: "So you are Miss Qiao."

"Does Attorney Song know me?" Qiao Yunzheng racked her brains but couldn't remember where she had seen this man before.

Song Nanchen didn't offer much explanation, simply nodding and saying, "Yes, I've long admired your name."

Qiao Yunzheng's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her gaze, unconsciously tightening her grip on her fingers. Indeed, in the two years since her father's passing, she had been forced into her current position, becoming involved in the company's intrigues and power struggles, causing quite a stir. Given the uproar in Kunming, it seemed reasonable that Song Nanchen, a commercial lawyer, had heard about this drama.

“Well,” Qiao Yunzheng said with a forced smile, “that’s why I came to see Attorney Song and asked you for help.”

Song Nanchen sat opposite her, but didn't look at her again.

His gaze slid towards the offices on the second floor, and when he turned back, he gave a standard professional smile: "I'm sorry, Ms. Qiao, the issues involving the Qiao Group are not my area of ​​expertise."

The flame of hope had barely risen when it was suddenly extinguished.

“However…” Song Nanchen changed the subject, leaned forward slightly, took a business card from the business card box on the tea table and pushed it to Qiao Yunzheng, “You can contact him for this matter. There is no lawyer more suitable than him in this regard.”

Qiao Yunzheng lowered her eyes slightly and saw a familiar business card lying on the table.

It was exactly the same as the one in her hand.

After going around in circles, it was as if she was being pulled by something invisible, and she returned to where she started.

Qiao Yunzheng subconsciously twisted her fingers, not immediately taking the business card, but instead asking, "Where is this Attorney Wen from?"

Song Nanchen didn't answer immediately. He stared at her with calm eyes for a moment, then suddenly looked away.

He smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Ms. Qiao, I don't think this can be used as a standard for judging a lawyer's professionalism."

Qiao Yunzheng then belatedly realized that her question had been somewhat presumptuous. Just as she was thinking about how to explain, she heard Song Nanchen say in a deep voice:

"A native of Jiangcheng."

"Um?"

“Attorney Wen is from Jiangcheng,” Song Nanchen repeated the answer.

Jiangcheng is not Kuncheng.

With all her doubts dispelled, Qiao Yunzheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The business card she was clutching in her hand was crumpled and out of shape, but it seemed to have suddenly lost its weight and no longer tugged at her nerves like it had before.

Qiao Yunzheng quietly tossed the business card she was holding into the wastebasket, then politely accepted the new business card that Song Nanchen offered, smiling and thanking him: "Okay, if it's recommended by Attorney Song, then it must be good."

Song Nanchen didn't notice her little actions. Seeing her slender white fingers gather Wen Hong's business card, he smiled faintly, casually took out his phone, and quickly replied to the message.

Not wanting to take up any more of his time, Qiao Yunzheng politely said goodbye and left Junyu. It was getting late, so she decided to come back the next day to meet with lawyer Wen Hong again.

However, the meeting with lawyer Wen Hong did not go as smoothly as it did today.

When Qiao Yunzheng returned the next day, the receptionist was still polite to her and made her coffee. But even after she had two more cups, the legendary lawyer Wen still hadn't shown up.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer: "I'd like to ask, is Attorney Wen Hong at the law firm today?"

The receptionist nodded: "Yes, Wen Lu arrived at seven o'clock today."

"Then, could you please ask him when he might be available?"

The young girl was very easy to talk to and dialed the internal line.

Qiao Yunzheng didn't hear what was said on the other end, but she saw the girl's face darken instantly, clearly indicating that she had been scolded.

“Ms. Qiao, Attorney Wen is quite busy today, he has a big case on his hands…” Facing Qiao Yunzheng’s face, the receptionist felt a pang of guilt and explained, “Attorney Wen arrived at the office before seven o’clock today and hasn’t come out since. He really is busy…”

Qiao Yunzheng, clutching the business card, asked, "Would it be convenient for me to call Attorney Wen to schedule a time?"

Now that it was confirmed that the person was not him, Qiao Yunzheng had no more reservations and only wanted to resolve the immediate problem quickly.

The receptionist glanced at the business card in his hand and explained, "I'm afraid this won't work... Our boss doesn't like people leaving their personal phone numbers." As she spoke, she gestured with her chin toward the number on the business card. "The number on the business card is my assistant's."

Seemingly to bolster her credibility, the young woman leaned closer and whispered, "I've heard that no one has ever successfully gotten the boss's WeChat! That's just his personality; he won't give anyone the slightest face. The only way to contact him is through his assistant, but even the assistant doesn't have much say..."

After a fruitless day of trying, Qiao Yunzheng sat dejectedly in her car, her face full of displeasure.

Uncle Zhang leaned out of the driver's seat and asked cautiously, "Xiao Zheng, did you see him? How did the talk go?"

Qiao Yunzheng shook her head: "I didn't see him." Her impression of this lawyer, Wen, took a sharp turn for the worse.

Her fingernails traced the bold, black font of the name on the business card, and she couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Yeah, someone with the name Wen Hong can't be a good person!"

Upon hearing the name "Wen Hong," Uncle Zhang immediately tensed up as if facing a formidable enemy: "What? This lawyer is Wen Hong?"

Uncle Zhang is an elder of the Qiao family and witnessed firsthand how fiercely his young lady and that man named Wen Hong had quarreled back then. He still feels lingering fear when he thinks about it now.

Qiao Yunzheng was amused by his reaction and quickly comforted him, "Relax, Uncle Zhang, it's just a coincidence of names, we're not the same person at all." Then she sighed softly, "Besides, in this vast sea of ​​people, how easy is it to run into someone like that?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang's heart, which had just settled back into his stomach, was suddenly jolted back to the top of a mountain.

He secretly observed Qiao Yunzheng for a while, and saw that she seemed to be just making a casual remark without much other emotion. The words of advice he wanted to say rolled in his throat several times, but in the end he swallowed them down. He could only silently pray in his heart that the Wen family brat would never appear again.

After being turned away for two consecutive days, Qiao Yunzheng's impression of lawyer Wen Hong was extremely poor, and she had no expectations for him to represent the Qiao family.

So when she arrived at Junyu on the third day, and was still told by Wen Hong that he was busy, she decided not to be patient any longer: "Since Attorney Wen is so busy, I won't bother you any longer."

After silently cursing the lawyer several times in her mind, Qiao Yunzheng turned to leave.

The receptionist, still holding the phone receiver, suddenly called out to her, "Ms. Qiao, please wait a moment..."

Qiao Yunzheng turned her head in confusion.

Before the receptionist could even process her surprise, she stammered, "Lawyer Wen said... he wants you to come to his office to talk..."

A note from the author:

My next book is "Echoes of the Lost Voice," a story about a cool and stylish e-sports queen and a mysterious voice actor. It features double identity reveal and an age gap. If you're interested, check out my author page!

Ling Ye suddenly lost his voice after a major setback in his e-sports career.

One day, her best friend Jiang Yue pinned her down on the green playground and held a bottle of incredibly bitter Chinese medicine spray to her throat: "Whose child is so grown up and still afraid of taking medicine?"

Unexpectedly, a man appeared out of nowhere and yanked Jiang Yue away.

The man frowned, his gaze towards Ling Ye sharp as a knife: "Instead of studying properly, you're trying to seduce young girls?"

Ling Ye opened his mouth, but couldn't explain himself.

-

One evening, Jiang Qingshu was playing ranked matches with her teammates when they were completely crushed by their opponents. Coincidentally, her younger sister's "boyfriend," who was temporarily staying at her house, saw them and heard him click his tongue in a helpless and disgusted tone.

Jiang Qingshu, her anger rising, handed him the phone: "You want to?"

Ling Ye calmly took it, sat down beside him, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "What's so difficult about this?"

Jiang Qingshu froze in shock: "You...you're a girl?"

Ling Ye looked at his cargo pants and flip-flops, then touched his neat short hair: "What else?"

However, Jiang Qingshu found Ling Ye's superb operating style strangely familiar.

-

Ling Ye, a senior in college, has a hidden identity: the well-known e-sports god Polaris.

Those in the industry know that Polaris has always been low-key and mysterious, never going offline, and even using a virtual avatar for live streams.

When an offline event invited her, it offered a fatal temptation: the mysterious voice actor "Qingwu" would also be attending the event.

Ling Ye surrendered instantly.

At the event, Ling Ye searched around but couldn't find Qing Wu. Instead, he spotted his "arch-nemesis," Jiang Qingshu.

When the microphone was handed to Jiang Qingshu, the deep, warm voice that had accompanied her through countless nights actually came out of his mouth, and Ling Ye stared wide-eyed in shock.

guide:

1. Cool and stylish e-sports goddess x hardcore voice acting master, double identity reveal

2. The female lead has a neutral exterior but a soft and cute core.

3. Age difference of five years