[You who came from the stars] Bright Light Star

"You know quite a few second-generation chaebols." He snorted coldly, with a sour taste in his voice.

When he mentioned the second generation of the chaebol, it reminded me of a thing that has been stuck in my heart for a long time, "Last time, uh... the exam, what did Jang Keun Suk tell you afterwards?"

After hearing my question, he was taken aback for a moment, then straightened up from the sofa, with the expression of 'you're still embarrassed to ask' in his eyes.

Professor Du, are you glaring at me, "I'm just curious, you've educated me once, I don't dare to do it next time, I know I'm wrong, so please tell me, I always need to know the truth to find That guy will settle accounts after autumn!"

After listening to my explanation, he glanced at me with a slightly surprised expression, ignored me, stood up and left.

I sat alone in the living room in a daze, what, that kind of eyes that want to eat people, how did you get stimulated by that guy.

He should have gone back to his room to sleep, his complexion wasn't very good when he spoke just now, so I'd better not bother him.

I don’t want to look for him, but I really want to go to his luxurious study room. If I go secretly without applying, I might be kicked out... But he is not in good condition now, so there should be no With such a sensitive hearing, you may not be caught if you go there.

Just when I was wondering whether I should go on an 'expedition', the doorbell rang, and then Liu Chang's voice came directly, entering the password.

So the person who came was a regular visitor who knew the password of this house. When he saw someone standing in the living room, he was stunned for a moment. When he realized it was me, he immediately laughed. It seemed that he didn’t mind that I appeared at his house in Dou Minjun’s clothes. Feel out of harmony.

He wasn't surprised, but it doesn't mean I shouldn't be surprised either. Even if I wasn't surprised, I had to pretend to be surprised.

"Hello... Lawyer Zhang, why are you here?"

I stood in the living room and watched him walk in, and I said hello to him. When he returned the salute, he glanced at the closed bedroom door.

"Miss Qian Songyi, um, actually...I am Dou Minjun's father, I'm sorry for the late introduction."

"Ah? Such a coincidence...Uncle, don't get me wrong. I encountered some troubles. Your son saw me as pitiful, so he helped me."

"Well, I know." He came to the living room and sat down, pointing to the sofa for me to sit down too.

"It's also convenient for you here. This is for you. It's an asset verification list. It's all sorted out. The real estate you mentioned before is very lucky. Before your news broke this time, I have already helped you sell it, so The price is very good.” He took out a copy of materials from his bag and handed it to me.

"Thank you, you are really quick to do things," I flipped through the documents in my hand, looking at a string of numbers. I just wanted to prepare for a rainy day, but now it seems that the money will really come in handy, but Daily emergency is not a small amount of money, but it is still too little to do that...

But it's better than nothing, and we'll figure out what to do with the rest.

"Can Lawyer Zhang sue for breach of contract?"

"What breach of contract?"

"JC Group and my economic company are having a dispute because of the contract. I originally wanted to compensate part of the loss on behalf of the company. After all, there are personal factors for the breach of contract.

But now, I can't do this anymore. No matter whether JC wins or my company wins this time, I can only make money but not lose money. Therefore, if there is a dispute with the company, I may have to ask lawyer Zhang to come forward and help me. . "

"Why do you need my help with this kind of thing?" Lawyer Zhang laughed, and that kind of heart-warming expression made me feel very familiar.

"What do you mean?"

"My family, Minjun, is very proficient in the field of law. For ordinary disputes, just ask him to help you." He said, smiling at me ambiguously.

"..." Lawyer Zhang, are you testing our relationship?You have some kind of occupational disease.

Will Do Min Joon agree to help, though?He doesn't like Jang Keun Suk so much, and he always treats me coldly. Is it really okay to ask him for help in matters like disputes.

"Miss Qian Songyi, don't worry, if the negotiation fails, I will still help you."

"Yeah." I replied and didn't say anything.

Thinking of Jang Keun Suk, I feel a little annoyed. If I can't get in touch with Li Huijing, even if I save the money, the chances of saving him are not high. Then, stealing evidence becomes the only possible way to delay the attack. Bring unpredictable impact to JC.

Even if I'm determined to save people, how can I get close to Jang Keun Suk's secret?The last time we met by chance, the next time, how can there be so many chances, such good luck, if no proof can be found, then wouldn't it really hurt Hui Jing.

Lawyer Zhang has already entered the house to take care of Dou Minjun. He is busy in the bedroom and kitchen.

I slid off the couch and sat on a blanket in the living room, hugging my knees, leaning my back against the edge of the couch, all the people and things that worried me.

I haven’t been home since yesterday, and I haven’t taken my mobile phone. Afan and the others are already looking for me in a hurry. There was such a big commotion yesterday. One can imagine how the media will report today. It’s another bloodbath As for the wind, it is estimated that it will not be worse than Han Yoo-ra's "death".

How should I face it, will reporters really come to block me at the door, and Qian Songyi's reputation will really be lost?so fast?Are you about to fall?

I always think that I am more sensible than Cheon Song Yi, smarter than her, but in fact, I am not as good as her, she is so daring to love and hate, she is so optimistic and positive, so shining, even in the bottom of the valley, she still works hard to do the best Be yourself, let yourself shine.

What should I do? I can't see the future clearly.

Lawyer Zhang left after being busy for a while, leaving some food behind, and reminded me to wake up Dou Minjun for dinner. I sent him to the door and said goodbye to him, then sat back in the living room and buried my head in my arms.

When I was conscious again, I heard Dou Minjun sigh beside me, I raised my head, he was bending down to wrap my arms around my waist, picked me up from the ground, and put me on the sofa.

He stood by the sofa and looked at me, I guess I must look very bad now, and I can't keep Cheon Song Yi's usual shining, but what to do, I am really anxious in my heart.

I can't be with him anymore, I can't stay here anymore, what Cheon Song Yi left for Do Min Joon has always been a brilliant memory, this kind of sadness and anxiety should not appear on the face of 'Cheon Song Yi', He shouldn't have seen it.

I stood up, didn't look at him, said goodbye, and walked out recklessly, but he suddenly pulled my elbow and asked me where I was going.

I told him, you look better, I should go home, but he didn't let go, his eyes drifted to the direction of his door, after a few seconds, he turned his eyes back.

"For the time being, don't leave." He spoke slowly, looked at me with sincere eyes, and the warmth of his palms passed through his clothes, a kind of nostalgic warmth.

"Can you lend me your mobile phone, or a landline, I need to make a call."

I know that Dou Minjun doesn't have a mobile phone at all, and he doesn't have a landline at home, but first, I need to communicate with the outside world, and I can't 'disappear' now, and second, this is also a reason for rejecting him in disguise.

Sure enough, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't directly tell me about not having a mobile phone, nor did he let me go home. Instead, he took me two steps and pressed the video monitor at the door.

The sound insulation of the rooms in this community is really good. Now that the corridors are already full of reporters, you can’t hear a single sound in the room. When did you come here?When lawyer Zhang was sent away, no one was there.

Is this the same as 'then'?I took a breath, and my mind buzzed, and it became even more chaotic.

"Stay here for a while, don't go anywhere, don't think about anything, don't do anything, and wait for me to come back." After he finished speaking, he let go of his hands, put on a coat and went out by himself.

I stood alone at the entrance of his house, quietly watching the direction of his departure, Dou Minjun, don't be so nice to me, I can hardly hold on anymore.

I just want to be with you, I just want to keep you by my side, I just want to live a life of two people, I just want to fulfill your wishes, I just want you to see me alone, I... Take control I can't stop being selfish.

Du Minjun came back quickly, took out a mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to me, and put a pack of medical disinfectant, iodine, etc. on the table in the living room.

"What is this for?" I pointed to the pack of medical equipment.

"Your arm, don't you know?" He looked at me with that strange look, and then I remembered, yes, my arm was scratched by Han Yoo-ra's fans yesterday.

I unbuttoned the cuffs of my cotton shirt jacket. I didn't pay attention to it before, but now that I think about it, it really hurts. When I rolled up the sleeves, I was stunned for a moment. The shallow part of the injury had scabbed, but the middle The deeper wound seemed to be festering.

He grabbed my arm, carefully looked at my injury, frowned, the tangled expression of distress was clearly visible, Professor Du, please control it, if you look at me like this again, I will pounce on you up.

He took my hand to disinfect it. The wound must have really suppurated. I was in so much pain that I couldn't stop pulling my hand, and the strength he grabbed my hand became stronger and stronger.

"Don't move." He really couldn't resist me, and he was afraid of scratching me, so he stopped what he was doing and looked at me.

"It hurts..." It hurts a lot, I looked at him aggrievedly, and muttered with my mouth pouted.

Seeing me like this, he sighed, lifted my elbow and blew lightly, the action of applying the medicine became lighter, and the slightly cool gas and liquid fell on the skin together, bringing a burst of tingling sensation.

Does that feeling come from the tender flesh and blood on the wound, or is it from my heart that I can no longer keep?