Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

Wen Ruan dug out 500 yuan from the pocket of her windbreaker, probably because she was afraid of needing banknotes when she went out last night, so she just took a few from the drawer.

In the past, I am afraid this is a number that would not be taken seriously, but at this time, in Wen Ruan's eyes, it is shining like a savior.

She quickly went downstairs to find a mobile phone shop to repair her phone.

Wen Ruan looked at the re-lit apple on the screen, feeling that her dark cloudy life was illuminated in an instant.

Online payment is the greatest invention of mankind!

When I opened the phone, the screen was full of Qin Sushan's calls and text messages.

Wen Ruan didn't hesitate and called back directly.

The phone was connected after two rings, Qin Sushan screamed hysterically, and she blurted out a lot of words without even taking a breath: "Wen Ruan, you **** get off the train. There is no news, the phone is turned off, and the text messages are not returned, do you know that I almost called the police!"

Wen Ruan rubbed her numb ears. After Qin Sushan calmed down a little, she explained everything that happened today.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Qin Sushan tentatively asked: "So, you were almost abducted by traffickers when you got off the train, and then you fell in love with the handsome young prosecutor who is a hero who saves beauty. Because you are indulging in beauty, you also rubbed into someone else's house to become a tenant?"

Wen Ruan: "Yes."

Qin Sushan took a deep breath, her tone full of incredulity: "Why don't you just go home and steal the household registration book, and then go directly to register with others?"

This proposal actually made Wen Ruan think carefully, she touched her chin, and said very seriously: "Alright, I'll try my best."

Qin Sushan laughed angrily at her, and after a long pause, she pressed her brow bone and said helplessly, "So do people know that you are a young lady who ran away from home?"

"Don't know."

Wen Ruan bought a cup of milk tea at a roadside beverage store, and is now sucking the pearls at the bottom of the cup, her speech is a little slurred, "I told him that I am very poor, in case If he knows that I am not short of money, I will definitely be driven away."

Poor?

Qin Sushan couldn't equate this word with Wen Ruan.

She still remembers that when she was in elementary school, the teacher arranged a class composition called "My Birthday Gift".

When reading composition, all the children wrote cakes, toy cars, Barbie dolls and so on, but Wen Ruan was extraordinary.

At that time, Wen Ruan, who was only seven years old, held her composition and read it in cadence: "My birthday gift this year is a private jet given to me by my father. The decorations are all my favorite cartoon characters. Dad said that this plane can take me anywhere I want to go and see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland..."

Since then, the teacher has never asked any essay questions about "gifts".

So the word pretending to be poor came out of Wen Ruan's mouth, and Qin Sushan was a little dazed for a while. She paused, then asked, "Didn't your wallet or anything be stolen? Is the money still enough, do you need me to borrow it..."

"I just checked and I still have some money in my phone."

Wen Ruan drank half of the milk tea and felt a little tired, she frowned, put the cup on the table, stood up and prepared to buy some daily necessities: "...It should be enough for more than half a month, It's okay, I'm going to save money recently anyway."

"How much is some small money?" Qin Sushan asked casually.

Wen Ruan squinted and recalled: "More than half a million."

Qin Sushan: “…”

—should be enough for more than half a month?

—Save money?

Qin Sushan quickly cut off the phone, she was afraid that she would continue to chat with this young lady about money, Wen Ruan would have a myocardial infarction before she starved to death.

After finishing the call with Qin Sushan, Wen Ruan was going to buy some clothes and daily necessities in the opposite business district.

After all, the suitcase was taken away, and there were a lot of things to store.

Before entering the mall, she repeatedly warned herself: Remember! Just buy a few replacement clothes and daily necessities and go, be sure to refrain.

However, as long as women enter the mall, the two words restraint no longer exist.

Even more smiling faces are piled up, and Amway is enthusiastic about the latest new products.

Wen Ruan felt that although he wanted to save money, there were some things he could not give up.

For example, givenchy champs velvet lambskin, beautiful and inexpensive, each color number is really excellent, must allin.

And Mandala's latest spring women's clothing, these designers are better than in previous years, and they happen to have their own sizes, so you must start.

Finally, when I was visiting the supply store, I found a pet store specializing in cat treats.

If you want to attack a man, you must first attack his cat. Cat treats are the best weapon!

When Wen Ruan sensed something was wrong, the balance in the phone had dropped from the beginning of five to the beginning of four, and was approaching three.

She quickly calmed down and left this place of right and wrong with a large bag and a small bag.

Good risk—

The mall is really a place to eat people's money.

Fu Zhihuan hadn't come back when he returned to the apartment.

Wen Ruan heaved a sigh of relief, then quickly jumped back to his room and locked the door, removed the packaging of the clothes and cosmetics, cut out the brand logos and trademarks, and then wrapped them into a ball and stuffed them into a garbage bag , and secretly hid in the cabinet under the desk.

Fu Zhihuan must not find out.

The Count stood at the door, poking his head curiously. When she saw Wen Ruan take out the cat treats from the bag and freeze-dried it, she felt like she suddenly felt like she was beside her and acted like a spoiled child.

"Lyophilized for you."

Wen Ruan negotiated with the count very seriously: "But you have to ask your master to keep me for a few more days."

Earl's round eyes stared at the bag of cat treats, and then gave a crisp "meow".

"If your master drives me away, you have to show a very reluctant look, or you won't have a meal."

Count: "Meow!"

Wen Ruan took out a small portion of cat treats and put them in front of the count, then sealed the rest and put them in the cabinet.

So she stretched and prepared to take a bath.

Then, Wen Ruan discovered—

How do you turn on the hot water at Fu Zhihuan's house? ? ?

Wearing a shower cap, she stood in the bathroom thinking for a long time, and then suddenly remembered the personal phone number Fu Zhihuan left before leaving.

After the sudden temperature rise at noon, the temperature did not drop until the evening.

At the end of the spring and summer solstice, the mosquitoes could not hold back. He Ziqin stood at the door of the hotel blowing the wind, but his heart was like a fire, and he was anxious and impatient again and again.

She wasn't going to come to the party tonight.

To tell the truth, He Ziqin has been a top student since elementary school, plus she is a scholar, and her family loves her, so she has a bit of arrogance in her bones.

A bunch of unfamiliar people gathered together, pretending to be enthusiastic to open up the relationship network, this kind of thing He Ziqin has never done very rarely.

But I heard someone mention Fu Zhihuan's name.

Fu Zhihuan and she both studied at Anda University.

College students who have just entered the school, wearing military training uniforms, their skin is tanned, standing together is a green pile, almost unrecognizable.

But only Fu Zhihuan stood out.

From the direction of He Ziqin, you can clearly see his angular jaw.

But she never once met his eyes.

He Ziqin was at the door today. In fact, she was waiting for him specially. She was going to take the opportunity to pretend to meet by chance and say hello, which was more impressive than talking at the dinner table.

But it turns out that Fu Zhihuan doesn't remember himself at all.

Perhaps because of embarrassment, she did not rush up, and stayed downstairs for a while, pretending that she was waiting for others.

Wait for a minute to walk through an arc before He Ziqin turned around and went upstairs.

The layout of the hotel is elegant, the screens are separated, and there is a copper stove on the table in the corner, and a few wisps of white smoke are wafting out, which makes the mood far away.

Approaching the room, you can hear human voices talking, the voices are small and noisy.

He Ziqin tilted his head slightly, and could vaguely see the back of a man.

Straight back, wearing a slim black shirt, even if a back is standing casually, people can't take their eyes off.

He Ziqin took a deep breath, smiled, and walked in: "I'm late."

Fu Zhihuan tilted his head slightly when he heard the voice, his gaze stopped briefly on He Ziqin's face, and then moved away.

He Ziqin felt a sudden shock in her heart.

Immediately someone smiled and brought her to the table: "Let me introduce her, her name is He Ziqin, but she is a leader in our industry, and she is the most talented lawyer I have met for so many years. I've had countless lawsuits, but I've only lost twice."

He Ziqin laughed: "Two times is also a loss, I should encourage myself."

As soon as these words came out, someone slapped her and praised her for her humility.

Whether they are sincere or not, the people here are top-notch people in various industries, and they can speak well on the surface.

When He Ziqin was seated, he kept his eyes open, circled silently, and sat down beside Fu Zhihuan.

Most of the people around were chatting and ignoring her little gesture.

Fu Zhihuan noticed that there was a person sitting beside him, but just turned his eyes, stopped on her face shallowly, and then moved away.

He was playing with a small copper cup in his hand, and seemed to be scrutinizing the pattern on it, and seemed not interested in participating in other people's topics.

But when someone talks to him, he still responds politely.

"Mr. Fu is very interested in this kind of equipment?" He Ziqin endured it for a while, and finally opened her mouth first.

Fu Zhihuan glanced at her and responded indifferently: "Yeah."

He Ziqin immediately followed the words and continued: "I also like to collect some porcelain cups and the like. If Mr. Fu likes it, we can share our experience."

The expression on Fu Zhihuan's face didn't change much, but he calmly raised his hand and changed the cup: "Sorry, I suddenly feel uninterested."

This slightly cold tone made the expression on He Ziqin's face almost unbearable.

In fact, as soon as they entered the arena, there were many people who wanted to talk to Fu Zhihuan. Because this young prosecutor has been praised many times since he took office, and his behavior is also resolute, decisive and to the point.

the giant crocodile.

Although these words cannot be confirmed, they are not groundless.

Although many people deliberately want to cling to this relationship, Fu Zhihuan is also famous for his clear-cut personality.

The topic chatted for a while, and then went around He Ziqin's head.

After all, she has just returned to China, and after so many years of fame, there are naturally many people who are curious about her.

"I heard that Miss He went abroad to study because she lost a lawsuit?"

He Ziqin laughed, and then said: "The skills are not as good as others, so you must learn more."

Someone suddenly interjected, touched his chin and recalled: "But I have heard about that lawsuit, in fact, Miss He is not to blame. And in those days, Miss He defended the victim, but Not a penny was taken."

The people around were curious, so the man explained it.

Three years ago.

A 14-year-old girl in junior high school slipped into the water and drowned. But after investigation by the victim's parents, they found that their children had been bullied by their classmates for so many years.

On the day of the accident, it was also because of a dispute with a male classmate who often bullied him that he accidentally stepped on the air and fell into the river.

The victim's parents were furious and brought the male classmate to court. The lawyer hired was He Ziqin.

But considering that the male classmate has just turned fourteen years old, and his mental state is unstable, and his family is difficult to hire a lawyer. Therefore, according to the law, the Legal Aid Office must be required to send a lawyer to defend him.

He Ziqin lost the lawsuit.

The male student was finally convicted of manslaughter, but because he was under sixteen, he was released after criticizing his education.

In fact, the outcome of this case is beyond doubt.

Because the evidence to judge that he did not intend to kill is very abundant, no matter how tongue-in-cheek the lawyer is, it will not help.

He Ziqin just pursed her lips and chuckled when she heard people mention the past, and then said: "As a lawyer, I just want to protect the rights and interests of victims, but I didn't expect..."

When she said this, she paused for a while, as if she meant something: "But I'm afraid I'm in a different state of mind. I'll never be able to understand that kind of lawyer who speaks for prisoners for the rest of my life."

"Miss He said, is that the lawyer who defended the male classmate?"

Someone will feel sorry right away, he frowned, as if trying to recall: "I also heard a little, I heard that the person seems to be a young girl, her name is..."

"Wen Ruan." He Ziqin took over with a smile.

"Yes, yes, that's the name. I remember that this little girl was very famous back then, and it seems that she has never lost a lawsuit. But now it seems that not everyone is like He Like a lady, she has a ruler in her heart."

Bang

A crisp sound of cups entering the plate sounded.

He Ziqin was stunned and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Fu Zhihuan lowered his eyes, and the mood in his dark eyes was obscure. He will be leaned back against the chair, and his fingertips tap the table rhythmically.

Although he didn't say a word, the people present fell silent.

Zhao Zichen was also stunned. He and Fu Zhihuan were friends for many years. Seeing his posture, he knew that 80% of them were angry.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, but after a long silence, I heard Fu Zhihuan laugh softly.

It's just that there was no smile in this laughter, he raised his eyes and said in a light tone: "According to the regulations, in the case of minors who are not able to hire a lawyer. The legal aid office sends a lawyer to Coercive action. Outsiders don't know, don't even Miss He know?"

He Ziqin was stunned.

Although Fu Zhihuan didn't look at herself, it still made her back go numb.

In fact, there are other reasons why she misses Wen Ruan so much.

He Ziqin lost the first lawsuit, and the defense lawyer of the other party was Wen Ruan. During that time, the debate about who is the new star in the industry was in full swing.

He Ziqin has always been aloof, and that loss shattered all her self-esteem.

So when I heard that Wen Ruan was assigned to defend the defendant, he immediately contacted the victim's family and offered free legal aid.

Although I know that I will lose this lawsuit, but I can win many praises, which is also worth it.

The case sparked a lively discussion during that time.

The issue of school violence has been repeatedly picked up on Weibo headlines, and more and more people are calling for the serious phenomenon of school violence to be faced head-on.

Although he lost the lawsuit, He Ziqin obviously gained both fame and fortune.

Wen Ruan disappeared after the lawsuit.

Now that He Ziqin mentions it, he just wants to increase his prestige. Anyway, this is a name that has not been mentioned again for three years.

I didn't expect that Fu Zhihuan would refute him.

The smile on He Ziqin's face became stiffer, and even her voice trembled: "Mr. Fu is right."

Fu Zhihuan didn't bother with her, just got up calmly and nodded lightly at the people present: "Excuse me."

Fu Mingheng rarely received a call from his brother, but the content was still about Wen Ruan, a name that Fu Ershao never cared about.

"Three years ago? Of course I know that Wen Ruan is indeed a lawyer."

Fu Mingheng found a quiet place, frowned while recalling, and said, "At that time, he was quite famous, but because of the case three years ago, he suddenly quit his job and returned to Went to Wen's house."

"I have also heard that when this case was handed over to the Legal Aid Office, everyone knew that the case would be closed as manslaughter, but no one wanted to be the one to blame, so it was handed over to It was still the body of Wen Ruan, a newcomer. But after the court sentence was pronounced, the victim's mother jumped off the building and committed suicide because she couldn't bear the blow of her daughter's death."

Because of the suicide of the victim's mother, this case was pushed to a climax that year.

Wen Ruan, as the defense lawyer of the defendant, has also become the target of many people's attacks—

“Nowadays, many lawyers are taking some popular cases for the sake of being famous. It is estimated that this lawyer is also for fame.”

"Don't even want principles for money?"

"It's really eye-opening for me to be able to speak for the murderer after receiving money."

These remarks, as well as the mental stress after hearing the news of the victim's mother's suicide, may be the reason for Wen Ruan's resignation.

Fu Mingheng was a little suspicious: "Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Fu Zhihuan turned around and looked out the window with a pair of dark eyes: "It's nothing, I was a little curious when I heard it suddenly."

"Damn, I almost thought you'd changed your mind."

Baby girl, congratulations, you will be free soon."

“…”

After Fu Mingheng said these words, he failed to hear the response he expected.

After three seconds of silence, I heard Fu Zhihuan's abrupt laughter coming from the receiver, his tone sounded as usual: "Yes, it's good. "

After a few simple greetings, Fu Zhihuan hung up the phone.

The phone vibrated again shortly after hanging up—

Caller ID is a string of phone numbers without a name.

Fu Zhihuan frowned and connected: "Who are you?"

"It's me, it's me!"

On the other end of the phone was Wen Ruan's voice: "How do you turn on the hot water in your bathroom?"

"Mr. Fu?" It happened that He Ziqin came out of the private room. She bit her lower lip and said tentatively, "I want to explain to you..."

Maybe because He Ziqin was talking, Fu Zhihuan couldn't hear Wen Ruan's words clearly. So he frowned, raised his hand slightly to signal the person beside him to keep silent, then lowered his voice and asked, "What?"

Wen Ruan took a deep breath, then opened her throat and said word by word: "You! Home! Bathroom! Room! Hot! Water! What! What! Open! Open!"

“…”

The articulation is clear, the tone is full, and the voice is loud.

Loud enough to pass the microphone and echo in the hallway.

He Ziqin's face changed instantly.

The author has something to say: * Legal aid refers to lawyers who are organized by legal aid institutions established by the government to provide free legal services for people with financial difficulties or special cases. A legal guarantee system.

—from Baidu Encyclopedia

I also consulted a lawyer, and it is indeed necessary to make legal aid mandatory for minors who cannot hire a lawyer.

*We do not support any form of violence, and school violence is firmly resisted