Su Yan watched her expression with delight, afraid of missing even the slightest change.
"Intentional assault, attempted rape, and now your brother Chen has been driven to this point. How about it? Are you angry?"
Feng Lin's pupils dilated, and she stepped back.
She instinctively avoided the question, saying, "Impossible!"
Su Yan raised the corners of her mouth, "Is it possible that you can just go and ask?"
As she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, and one more thing, remember to reuse trash like this that's already dirty. That'll really highlight your unique style."
After Su Yan finished speaking, she chuckled softly and left.
Feng Lin watched her smug back, shaking her head repeatedly, denying it: "Impossible!"
But when she got to the police station and heard what the police told her, she couldn't find a reason to defend Sheng Feichen anymore.
The police officer saw that she was crying so hard and wanted to comfort her, but hesitated at the last minute.
He sighed, took the tissue box and placed it beside her, but Feng Lin grabbed his arm.
With tears in her eyes, Feng Lin looked up and pleaded, "Officer, can I see Brother Chen for just one look? Just one look!"
She pleaded persistently, and the police, moved by her plight, agreed to let her see him.
Feng Lin was restless, anxiously looking towards the doorway.
The moment the door opened and she saw Sheng Feichen's face, tears began to fall uncontrollably again.
She rushed over and tenderly touched his face.
"How did your face get like this? Who hit you?"
Her concerned words did not move Sheng Feichen in the slightest; instead, his expression became extremely impatient.
He slapped Feng Lin's arm away, took two or three steps to the stool, casually pulled her down, and sat down in a nonchalant manner.
"Say what you have to say quickly, don't disturb my sleeping time."
Feng Lin was startled by his irritating tone. She then slowly walked back to her seat, staring at him with tears in her eyes, unwilling to look away for even a second.
"Brother Chen, it's all my fault."
Upon hearing this, the police officer was completely dumbfounded, hardly believing his ears.
Is it his fault that his boyfriend did this? He can't understand it.
Sheng Feichen curled his lips into a sneer and said with a nasal tone, "Of course it's all your fault. If it weren't for you, how would I have ended up like this?"
Feng Lin sniffed. "Brother Chen, but why did you go to see Duan Sisi?"
Upon hearing this name, Sheng Feichen suddenly became excited.
He slammed his hand on the table. "Are you questioning me? What right do you have to question me! If you hadn't been so greedy and provoked Zhao Bo, I wouldn't be in this state! Do you know what I went through because of you? Do you know what happened to me during those days I was detained... they... they..."
Sheng Feichen was excited and wanted to say something, but his voice stopped abruptly. His lips moved for a long time, as if he was having some difficulty speaking.
He hesitated for a long time, then suddenly slammed his fist on the table.
The loud noise from the desktop startled Feng Lin.
Sheng Feichen slumped to the ground in dejection, his face cold.
"It's all because of you, Feng Lin! My life has been ruined by you!"
Feng Lin suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if she understood something, and then large tears began to fall uncontrollably.
She covered her face and cried uncontrollably, "Brother Chen, don't worry, no matter what, I will definitely rescue you."
Sheng Feichen looked at her with a sneer, "You? How can you possibly fight them? You should save your breath. I'm doing fine inside. As long as I don't see you, I don't have to think about how I was humiliated."
Feng Lin ignored what he said and kept repeating, "Brother Chen, I will definitely save you, I swear."
When Feng Lin came out of the police station, she was exhausted from crying.
With her last bit of strength, she forced herself to sit down on the steps in front of the police station.
"Hello, this is your sister-in-law."
"Do you know any lawyers with high win rates or who are well-known?"
Hearing the question on the other end of the phone, Feng Lin suppressed the bitterness in her heart and explained, "No, your brother Chen is fine. I just wanted to consult a lawyer about something."
Feng Lin asked many people for help before finally finding a decent lawyer.
This lawyer's name is well-known throughout M City, but unfortunately, it's not a good one.
At this critical juncture, Feng Lin didn't care what tricks the lawyer was using; as long as she could rescue Sheng Feichen, any method was acceptable.
She found the law firm at the address she had been given.
The law firm was located on the 35th floor of the building. The environment was beautiful, the facilities were luxurious, and the air was thick with the smell of money.
Feng Lin was led by the receptionist to the door of lawyer Shi Zhengyang's office.
The receptionist knocked on the door, and after a short while, a deep and magnetic male voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Through the crack in the door that the receptionist had pushed open, Feng Lin saw the broad back of the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his back to her.
She walked slowly into the office, staring intently at his back, and said softly, "Hello, Attorney Shi, I am Feng Lin, who made an appointment with you in advance."
Even after he finished speaking, Feng Lin's gaze never left him for a second.
It was midday, and the bright, dazzling sunlight streamed into the office through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing Shi Zhengyang in a golden glow.
He slowly turned around, his tall and muscular figure bathed in sunlight. A faint, enigmatic smile played on his lips, while a hint of spring fever seemed to linger in his eyes.
Feng Lin was stunned and stood there until Shi Zhengyang walked over and called out twice, "Miss Feng?" before she came back to her senses.
Feng Lin lowered her head to hide her burning cheeks, smoothing her hair behind her ear to conceal her panic.
When Shi Zhengyang saw her in such a disheveled state, his face remained completely unmoved, as if he were already used to it.
He smiled faintly, pointed to the sofa, and said, "Miss Feng, why are you standing? Sit here."
Feng Lin took a deep breath, trying to calm her restless heart, and slowly walked to the sofa, smoothing out the hem of her skirt as she sat down.
After seeing her sit down, Shi Zhengyang slowly followed suit and sat down as well.
"Miss Feng, what would you like to drink? Coffee, hot tea, or orange juice?"
Feng Lin still didn't dare to answer him, and just replied casually with her head down, "The coffee is ready."
Shi Zhengyang didn't rush to call his secretary outside. Instead, he looked at her with an inscrutable expression and asked, "Sweet or milk?"
Hearing his thoughtful and gentlemanly inquiry, Feng Lin felt a surge of goodwill towards him, and gently replied while smoothing her hair, "Add sugar."
"So even someone as sweet as Miss Feng needs some sweetness?"
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