Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Run was stunned and scratched his head, âThatâs possible. Our boss also said that he had someone to guide him. After the trial, Zhao Gui impulsively wanted to hit us and said that the Chief Judge was corrupt. But after he came back, he directly threatened us with suicide. Oh right, Zhao Guiâs lawyer is He Zhong.â
An Lan nodded, âI have He Zhongâs phone number. I will ask him personally. By the way, I think you can check the CCTV at the entrance. After leaving the court, where did the Zhao family go? Who did they contact? Were they with He Zhong the whole time, or were they causing trouble at the entrance?â
Su Runâs eyes lit up and gave her a thumbs up. âThatâs right. Why didnât I think that the Zhao family would commit suicide not long after the trial? They definitely didnât go far. Maybe they could see something from the entrance. An Lan, youâre really smart.â
An Lan shook her head and frowned. âIt would be fine if the Zhao family came up with this on their own, but if it was someone elseâs suggestion, then it means that this person is really sinister. We need to be on guard.â
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After Su Run and the others left...
The ward finally quieten down. An Lan returned to Xu Baohanâs bedside, his face was expressionless and sharp. âWhat were you guys talking about? Why did you guys talk for so long?â
An Lan was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly bent down and said with a smile, âletâs talk about... legal knowledge. I realized that you have a bright future as a little assistant. Your reaction is quick, and youâre not bad looking.â
Xu Baohanâs jet-black pupils contracted slightly, his face as dark as a chisel.
He moved his thin lips, extremely hating himself for being like this.
An Lan laughed when she saw how he looked like he was about to suffer internal injuries. âAre you jealous?â
Xu Baohan: â...â
Was there a need to spell it out? Anyone with a discerning eye could tell.
âIn the future... stay away from him,â Xu Baohan ordered coldly.
âIâm lying.â An Lan sat on the bed and rolled her eyes at him, âIâm asking him about Zhao Gui. What is there to be jealous of your assistant? Heâs not as handsome as you, heâs not as tall as you, heâs not as successful as you, heâs not as old as you, and his blood sugar isnât as high as yours...â
âEnough,â Xu Baohan couldnât take it any longer and interrupted. He didnât care about the first part, but what was the back part.
âMy blood sugar... isnât high, itâs normal,â Xu Baohan said dryly. âThe blood test is on the side. If you donât believe me, you can take a look.â
âI wonât look. Normally age and blood sugar are directly proportional.â An Lan saw how cute he was when he was trying his best to suppress his frustration and couldnât help reaching out to touch his hair.
Xu Baohan felt slightly better after being comforted by her.
âAre you hungry?â An Lan bent down and asked. âWhat do you want to eat, I...â
âDonât trouble yourself, just go to the hospital cafeteria and buy some food.â Xu Baohan felt sorry for making her rush all the way here. He had originally planned to go on a date tonight.
âI donât plan to go out and buy food.â An Lan took out her phone. âYou can order delivery now. Itâll be delivered in half an hour, Judge Xu.â
Xu Baohan: â...â
Fine, he was overthinking it. He thought she would go through so much trouble to buy food for him.
âLook at you. Letâs have some light congee, and a serving of coconut milk cake, prawn dumpling, rice pudding, chicken feet, pigeon soup...â
Xu Baohan reminded, âAn Lan, youâve ordered too much, itâs a bit wasteful...â
âItâs alright. Youâre in the hospital now, you need to eat well. âAn Lan said guiltily. Actually, it was mainly because she was too hungry and she couldnât help ordering more when she suddenly saw so many delicacies.