The head of the law firm personally accepted her case and drafted the agreement according to her requirements. From the perspective of a professional lawyer, Attorney Cheng felt that his client was being delusional. He also poured cold water on her idea several times, saying that with such harsh divorce conditions, the other party would never sign it.
Even if mediation fails and she has to go to court later, the judge will not support her claim.
But his client seemed unconcerned about winning or losing, speaking in a very lighthearted tone: "If he doesn't agree, we'll see when the time comes."
Her thought process seems both right and wrong.
It's not that you shouldn't do something just because you think you might fail.
The problem isn't whether we feel we'll fail or not! It's a sure thing that we'll fail!
After several unsuccessful attempts, Attorney Cheng had no choice but to draft an agreement that seemed absurd no matter how he looked at it, and after some revisions, he finally sent it over.
Jiang Yue read through each message carefully, and quickly replied to the email: "Received, satisfied."
From Zhou Ji's angle, he saw her holding her phone, engrossed in what she was studying, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, her emotions quite changeable.
He leaned forward slightly, and she became extremely alert, as if she had eyes in the back of her head. She clutched her phone tightly, turned around, her eyes wide open, reflecting his image. In a rather unfriendly tone, she asked, "Why are you suddenly leaning closer?"
That's how it is.
It would be strange if they didn't have something to hide.
Zhou Ji smiled gently, pretending not to notice anything amiss in her expression, and asked, "Whose news is it that you're so engrossed in reading?"
Jiang Yue has no intention of telling him now; she plans to deliver a fatal blow when all is in the bag.
This is what her uncle taught her: only by remaining calm and composed can one accomplish great things.
She said, "A financial manager."
The woman thought for a moment, then closed her eyes and continued to make up a story: "I said that the financial products I bought before made a lot of money."
Although Jiang Yue didn't know much about finance and had no understanding of the industry, she was still very financially savvy.
However, it must be said that she was somewhat lucky. No matter what happened, the few funds she randomly bought always rose steadily.
You can see your earnings updated in real time every day.
Previously, because of her impressive track record in this area, someone even added her to a group called "Stock God".
Moreover, the limited edition bags that Jiang Yue bought not only retain their value but also appreciate in price.
She's the kind of person who'll never lack money.
It's as if money just falls from the sky for her to spend; perhaps, as the fortune teller said, she was born with a life of wealth and privilege.
Zhou Ji knew she had invested in funds and stocks, and she understood the principle of not putting all her eggs in one basket, so she secretly kept some here and some there.
They were afraid they wouldn't have enough to eat.
As a result, she accumulated more and more, and she probably can't even remember exactly how much she has now.
"Really? It doesn't look like it."
Before Jiang Yue could argue with him, the man continued slowly, "You were laughing much happier just now than when you were making money."
Jiang Yue covered her face, not quite believing him: "Is it really that obvious?"
The man's eyes were jet black, as deep and still as the sea, so quiet that you could almost hear the echo. No matter how you looked at those unfathomable eyes, they were just an elusive mass of black.
He moved forward, pressing closer and closer.
The intense aura, the faint chill lingering in the air, and the ever-present sense of oppression made one's heart beat faster and faster, and the blood in one's body seemed to be constantly heating up.
He leaned in and pulled the person into his arms.
Beneath the shirt were the muscular lines of her body, and the loosely draped tie hung just over her chest, the soft fabric brushing against her skin as it swayed.
Jiang Yue was startled by his sudden approach, and her face inexplicably began to heat up. Her fingers, which were braced on the blanket, slowly curled up. She couldn't stand his gaze, as if he wanted to devour her alive.
It's no different from swallowing it whole.
The calmer the world is, the more beastly they are.
Jiang Yue turned her face away and stepped back, her thin back pressed against the glass window.
An ambiguous atmosphere hung in the air, as if a passionate kiss was about to overwhelm them at any moment.
Her mind suddenly became chaotic, and she inexplicably thought of some strange details.
For example, Zhou Ji may look very thin, but his explosive power is terrifyingly amazing, and his physical strength is also remarkable.
It seems like there will never be an end.
Sometimes she was already panting heavily, her hair damp with sweat, and her thin back soaked with fine sweat, but he could still act as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't exerted much effort at all.
For example, Zhou Ji liked to bite her ear, but he didn't bite hard; he bit very lightly, almost like rubbing.
He liked to whisper in her ear. He didn't actually say much, but when she was in a daze, she could almost hear his tender sighs, so intimate that it made her bones tingle, or even a little creepy.
"My sweet baby."
"So cute."
It was like something you could only hear in a dream.
It didn't sound like something Zhou Ji would say at all.
Sometimes, halfway through the journey, Zhou Ji would get up to feed her water. Looking at her drowsy appearance, his eyes and brows were unusually gentle under the lamplight. He kissed her moist lips and asked in a seductively low voice, "Sweetie, are you comfortable?"
Jiang Yue was lost in thought when she quickly came to her senses. She pushed him away, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her backward.
She nudged the person in front of her: "Get up."
Jiang Yue disliked this ambiguous atmosphere. What was this all about?! She wasn't going to be fooled by him; male charm had no effect on her.
Of course, she'll only fall in love with one guy she meets.
Zhou Ji only thinks about seducing her all day long; he really has no ambition!
Jiang Yue frowned: "Are you still going home for the New Year?"
Zhou Ji straightened up unhurriedly. His well-tailored shirt was already a little wrinkled, which made him look somewhat lazy, something rarely seen on his usual days.
The man calmly and composedly tied his tie.
Jiang Yue remained motionless.
Zhou Ji didn't want to leave her alone at home; that would be too lonely.
Sometimes Zhou Ji could understand why she seemed so lonely.
He doesn't think his money can keep her now.
It seems that these are not what she truly wants.
A young girl's thoughts are always written on her face; sometimes they're easy to guess.
Zhou Ji suddenly remembered that once he heard her talking in her sleep, her eyes filled with tears, softly murmuring that she missed home.
"Let's go together, Mrs. Zhou."
Are you begging me?
"Um."
Jiang Yue still didn't want to agree. "Are you really going to make your mother apologize to me?"
“Yes, she will,” Zhou Ji said. “It’s wrong of her to accuse you before she even understands what happened.”
Jiang Yue's heart skipped a beat, and she managed to say "okay."
She emphasized, "I only went because you begged me."
On the way to the old house, Jiang Yue kept yawning. She thought about how the Zhou family was difficult not only because of Zhou Ji's parents, but also because of her aunts who were not easy to get along with, and her somewhat dim-witted younger brother and sister.
But when we arrived at the old house...
This is quite different from the last time.
The Zhou family members became more polite to her, and no one dared to look at her inappropriately.
Jiang Yue was unaware that Zhou Ji had already made arrangements in advance, and given what everyone had witnessed at the annual meeting, it was clear that she was now untouchable.
It's no exaggeration to say that she's the person Zhou Ji cherishes most.
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