"You are wronged Zhuo Mu said angrily, "it's Kong Ziyin that bitch who hurt you! If you are really worried about this stigma, then we will overturn the case. Still, we have a 30% chance to do so? "
Zhuo qianyun didn't say anything more. He just watched his son quietly. After a long time, he stood up and said, "Mom, I'm a little tired today. I want to go back to have a rest. Please take care of Xiaoyan in the hospital."
Although Zhuo's mother felt a little strange, according to her daughter's character, I'm afraid she would spend the night in the hospital anyway. But thinking of her daughter's setting up a snack stand day and night, it was very hard. So she really felt that her daughter might be too tired to eat, so she said, "go back and have a rest early."
"Well, I'll come back tomorrow morning to replace you." Zhuo qianyun Road, left the ward.
Just after leaving the hospital, Zhuo qianyun didn't go home, but went to the bus station and dialed a phone number, "I'm Zhuo qianyun. I have something about Zhuo Yan. I want to talk to Ye Wenming. Tonight, if you can't give me his contact information, please help me contact him, I'll reply!"
This phone number is the contact information of the lawyer on behalf of Ye Wenming in this custody case. It was sent along with the indictment before, as well as the introduction of the law firm and the contact information of the attorney.
"OK, Miss Zhuo, just a moment. We'll call you back later." The other side said, finished the call.
Zhuo qianyun stood here at the bus station and watched the buses passing by her one by one. In October, the weather had cooled down. The night wind blew through her cheek, bringing bursts of cold.
After a few minutes, her mobile phone rings. She presses the answer button, and the voice of the former attorney comes from inside, "Miss Zhuo, Mr. ye would like to see you."
The lawyer said and gave out the address of the hotel where ye Wenming was.
Half an hour later, Zhuo qianyun came to the hotel where ye Wenming stayed. This is a famous luxury hotel in Shenzhen. Last time, ye Wenming brought her to the presidential suite here.
This time, ye Wenming came to Shenzhen and stayed in the same hotel and room.
Zhuo qianyun stares at the light at the door of the hotel, takes a deep breath, puts away the bitter expression on his face and enters the hotel.
Along the way, no one stopped her or asked about anything. Zhuo qianyun estimated that ye Wenming had already said hello to the people in the hotel, so she could be so unimpeded.
Or the president's suite that he had been to, Zhuo qianyun went to the door of the room and knocked on the door.
A moment later, the door is opened. In Zhuo qianyun's eyes, ye Wenming's figure is reflected.
He was wearing a dark blue robe, cold face, deep eyes, light is a light glance, let her heart, there is an impulse to escape.
Perhaps it should be said that these years, escaping from him has become a habit of her.
After she got out of prison, all she thought about was how to avoid him. She never thought that one day, she would take the initiative to appear in front of him.
"I have something... I want to talk to you!" She said, only in a dry voice.
He stares at her and after a moment says, "you don't want to stand at the door and talk to me." Then he turned and walked into the room.