When Mu Shen received a call from his assistant, telling him to go back immediately to sign the contract, his eyes lit up, and he instantly felt happy and everything was going well.
He was just feeling bad that all the money he had saved for retirement had been used to buy shares, but now that he thinks about it, if he does a few projects well, he can make nearly 10 billion yuan, something he never dared to dream of before.
Sitting in the car, Losang glanced at Mr. Huo and He Rui, and said with a smile, "It's all settled. I just wonder if he'll be furious when he finds out he's been scammed?"
He Rui looked at his daughter and noticed that she was very happy today: "The Mu family is in trouble, but you're happy."
"Wouldn't you be even happier if they were even more unlucky?"
Losang nodded repeatedly upon hearing this: "That's right, the more unfortunate the Mu family is, the happier I am."
He Rui and Mr. Huo exchanged a glance, both looking forward to the court hearing.
After signing the contracts, Mu Shen immediately released both contracts to the public, giving him three major projects.
The next day, Mu's stock price began to soar.
Because of this incident, the case involving Losang and the Mu family has attracted even more attention.
On the day of the trial, the area outside the court was packed with media.
When Huo Yunsheng appeared with Losang, many reporters rushed over and began asking questions: "Mr. Huo, what is your opinion on your wife suing her biological father and grandfather?"
"Mrs. Huo, as the wife of the president of Huo Corporation, you actually sent your own biological father to prison. What are your thoughts on this?"
"Madam Huo, you first sued your own father, and now you're suing both your father and grandfather. Is your next step to seize control of the Mu family?"
These sharp and pointed questions overshadowed some rational inquiries.
Losang glanced at them, about to speak, when Huo Yunsheng had already answered the reporter's question: "What do I care about my wife suing my biological father and grandfather?"
“I think she did the right thing. My wife is the victim in this whole thing, and she took legal action to protect herself. Is that wrong?”
“My parents, my older brother and sister, my maternal grandfather and aunt all support my wife’s decision.”
"Anyone who has been following this case knows that the Huo family's legal team is handling today's case."
He looked at the group of people and said in a deep voice, "This is the attitude of the Huo family."
Losang glanced at their intertwined hands and felt a warmth in her heart. For some reason, a scene flashed through her mind: flames soaring into the sky behind them, and a lone figure fleeing in disarray with his back to the flames.
She understood that those must be memories she had sealed away.
Such loneliness, such helplessness.
But not anymore. She has Huo Yunsheng, and from now on she will no longer fight alone.
She looked at the reporters and said, "The law exists to protect us, and I am just one of the many people in China. I am simply using the law to protect my rights. Is that wrong?"
"So don't ask me why I sued my biological father, and don't use a 'saintly' approach to judge me. I haven't broken any laws, and everything I've done is in accordance with the laws of the country."
“As long as I haven’t broken the law, your moral standards are yours, not mine.”
"When you stand there and talk without understanding the pain, when you use the standards of a saint to judge others, you should go and experience what my life used to be like."
After saying that, Losang sneered and pulled Huo Yunsheng into the courthouse.
No matter who it is, if they dare to ask questions they shouldn't, she'll confront them.
The journalists were furious when they heard Lausanne's arrogant remarks.
What does she mean by that?
Anyone who isn't an idiot knows that "saintly mother" is now used as an insult.
She sued her own biological father, and she still has a point?
Several reporters who usually make a name for themselves with their sharp remarks were grumbling and cursing on the side. Someone couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Don't advise others to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering. Mrs. Huo is right about one thing: don't use your moral standards to judge others."
"Your moral standards only represent yourselves, not others!" The reporter from Beijing TV felt it wasn't enough and added, "You cannot represent the people of the whole country."
Several reporters' expressions changed instantly upon hearing this, and just then, Pan Wenchou stepped out from the crowd.
She was wearing a tracksuit today, looking clean and neat, with a touch of heroism in her eyes.
She looked at several reporters from second-tier media outlets and said, "Have you ever gone hungry?"
Several reporters didn't know what she was trying to say, but with so many people watching, they could only shake their heads: "What era are we living in? How could anyone still be starving?"
“Exactly, have you ever gone hungry?” another reporter said, glancing contemptuously at Pan Wenchou. “Would you do anything for money?”
Pan Wenchou wasn't angry; her expression was indifferent. She pointed in the direction Losang had left and said, "Losang went hungry."
"Some of Losang's childhood experiences have already been made public. If you had read those reports, you wouldn't have asked such a stupid question."
Seeing that the expressions on the faces of the people had changed, Pan Wenchu did not intend to stop. She sneered, "If you haven't read those reports, then you don't understand the people you are interviewing today. This shows that you did not do your pre-interview work well. You are not a qualified reporter."
"What right do you have to stand here and interview her?"
Some journalists and self-media who were pragmatic and did their homework nodded: "As long as you have done your research, you will have seen the news about Lausanne's past from a while ago."
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