Difficult office romance

After several days, Yuan Yuan asked what the relationship between Lu Qingyu and Fang Fang was.

It also happened that he and Lu Qing played the song "Reserved" at the restaurant where they had dinner that day, otherwise Yuan Yuan would have forgotten.

Recalling the night of Cen Jing's birthday, the boy named Fang Fang looked at Lu Qingyu's eyes while singing.

How do you look at it, how does it look like... but can't get what you want?

Unfortunately, I thought he sang well before!

Yuan Yuan decided to take off his followers immediately and turn back, angry!

But the good news is that when Fang Fang looked at himself, he was obviously hostile.

And look no one else.

At that time, he didn't know why, but thinking about it now, it seemed that the kid had already felt something.

Humph.

Lu Qingyu just likes me.

Especially like me.

do not like you.

Using the other end of the chopsticks to poke Lu Qingyu's arm, Yuan Yuan decided to check it himself, "What's the relationship between you and that Fang Fang?"

Of course, it is also a warning.

Lu Qingyu's hand that was holding the vegetables stopped, he sat up straight, and said with a correct attitude: "It doesn't matter."

Ah.

Yuan Yuan told him with his eyes, do you think I am stupid?

Sighing, Lu Qingyu took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said, "It really doesn't matter. At best, it's just that the kids next door are getting closer to me."

In fact, it can be seen that Lu Qing really has no intention of being close to Fang Fang, otherwise Fang Fang's enthusiasm level, there is no role for him.

But still a little reconciled, Yuan Yuan asked: "Then do you like children?"

"do not like."

How can I like something so annoying for children.

Lu Qing could hear clearly his sincere dislike of Yuan Yuan in this sentence, well, he is completely relieved.

In fact, Lu Qingyu is still very reliable.

Before Yuan Yuan was completely relieved, the reliable Lu Qingyu said again, "But if you give me a baby, I will definitely like it, and I will pamper you if you give birth to a boy or a girl!"

Yuan Yuan: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "...You, yourself, you!"

Ke Ran and Cen Jing naturally put rings on their fingers and necks respectively.

People come and go in the office, mostly for work exchanges, and no one pays attention to who has what.

In the first two days of wearing the ring, Ke Ran wanted to touch his fingers from time to time, for fear of being discovered, he did so quietly.

Once again, while writing something, he reached under the table and touched the ring. Ke Ran thought to himself, am I suffering from some kind of disease?

Why does it feel like he has contracted some chronic disease?

Until he asked Cen Jing to sign this time, he saw Cen Jing sign with one hand, and reached out to the collarbone with the other hand and pressed it lightly.

The movement was fast, but it was still caught by Ke Ran.

So did Cen Jing.

Ke Ran was relieved.

When Cen Jing raised his head, he saw Ke Ran looking at him with a smirk.

"What are you laughing at?" He said, and handed the signed document to Ke Ran.

Ke Ran reached out to take it. There was no one else in the office, so he leaned back on Cen Jing's office chair.

"I thought I was the only one who was always touching the ring."

When Cen Jing heard his words, he subconsciously touched his collarbone again.

"I can't control it." Cen Jing smiled, "I want to touch this little thing if I have nothing to do."

He reached out, took Ke Ran's ring-wearing hand, and rubbed it carefully, "You do the same?"

Ke Ran nodded, enjoying Cen Jing's knuckle massage.

Comfortable.

It happened to be two or three o'clock in the afternoon again, and he was about to fall asleep if this continued.

Then he heard the devil's voice, Cen Jing, shattering his dream.

"Sun Youde's case will start on Friday."

Sun Youde.

Haven't heard that name for a long time.

Since that big dispute, Cen Jing no longer asked him to follow up on Sun Youde's case, and even rarely raised the case with him.

After so long, the court was about to start.

"Ok?"

It's not good to keep the atmosphere silent for too long, Ke Ran asked in one syllable.

What do you mean by saying this to me all of a sudden?

Cen Jing said in a negotiating tone, "Will you listen to the small meeting on Wednesday? After all, it is the case that you have followed for so long."

"what……"

Ke Ran is a monosyllable again, not even an answer.

But it can be heard that the speaker is full of unwillingness.

Cen Jing frowned, and the fingers that were still rubbing Ke Ran's ring stopped.

He felt that Ke Ran was still very repulsive.

This is not a good situation.

Cen Jing thought that Ke Ran would be able to think clearly after this period of time. After all, if he wanted to be a criminal defense lawyer, he would have to overcome the step of being too subjective.

He left Ke Ran so much time to think, why did he feel that the result was not advancing but retreating?

Ke Ran doesn't even try to save face now?

"Are you coming?" Cen Jing asked again with a serious attitude.

Sighing in his heart, Ke Ran knew that he probably couldn't escape this time.

After all, he didn't have to think about Sun Youde for so many days. The atmosphere is so good today, and Cen Jing's mention made him angry again.

If there is anything to say, he has to say this. After such a long time, he thought he could stop working on this case.

Does being a criminal lawyer have to defend a criminal of the same type who killed his best friend?

Does being professional mean that you have no right to choose?

What exactly does Cen Jing want to cultivate himself into, an emotionless defense machine?

After thinking about it, Ke Ran decided to take another gamble, "...Can I not come?"

I said I understand so well, why are you still so stubborn.

Cen Jing almost wanted to reach out to put his hand on his forehead, if he continues to indulge Ke Ran like this, this person may still be trapped in subjective consciousness and cannot extricate himself.

It's not that you are not given the right to choose, but that many times you have no choice at all.

If you over-idealize work and society, is it not you who get hurt in the end?

So Cen Jing also had a tough attitude, unwilling to back down.

He said: "No, on Wednesday, after my meeting with Lawyer Yan, I will definitely discuss some detailed arrangements in the afternoon. You can come here even if you don't talk, but you must come and listen."

I have other jobs myself, why did you arrange me.

Ke Ran was angry.

But in fact, Cen Jing should arrange him. In the team, Cen Jing still maintains the position of the person in charge, but in life, Cen Jing accommodates him in many things, and Ke Ran is a little confused for a while.

A few minutes passed, and Cen Jing didn't hear Ke Ran speak, nor did he feel Ke Ran making any more movements.

He must be angry again, Cen Jing was sure.

Why is he still living more and more and going back? This person can be angry with his work arrangements.

He patted Ke Ran's hand, "Did you hear clearly?"

Ke Ran just came back to his senses, took his hand away from Cen Jing's hand, twirled the ring on his left middle finger, and said rather unhappily: "Then why do you still ask me, next time I will directly send the work schedule to My email."

With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, he was really spoiled by himself, Cen Jing laughed.

Just when he was about to say something kind, Ke Ran had already walked away from him a few steps away, and was about to open the door and leave.

Forget it, let's talk about it when we go home tonight, Cen Jing thought.

He was also a little tired at this time, and there was so much work to do, so he didn't have time to waste on these trivial things.

Then I saw Ke Ran seem to have telepathy, turned his head, glared at him and said, "I'll go home tonight, and I won't go off work with you. Cen, lawyer, teacher."

As he spoke, he bared his teeth fiercely at Cen Jing, then turned around and left gracefully.

Cen Jing was left alone in the office to petrify.

Angry as hell, Ke Ran obediently came when he was notified of the discussion on Wednesday.

He dared to lose his temper arrogantly in front of Cen Jing, but he had to guarantee his image in front of Yan Lieqi.

A typical nest.

Then I saw Cen Jing and Yan Lieqi carefully checking the details of the defense plan and question outline, and Ke Ran writing and drawing on the table not far from them.

The details of the case have not been discussed yet, and the black-and-white painting masterpiece "Tigger and Dicky Bear Are Very Best Friends" in his sketchbook has been completed.

Why isn't it over yet?

Ke Ran thought impatiently in her heart.

Forget it, barely listen to it.

At this time, Cen Jing and Yan Lieqi had almost finished discussing the main content, and they were talking about Sun Youde's personal emotions.

Sun Youde was very silent during this meeting. Without such a moment, not being overly emotional would often make the lawyer feel uncertain.

"Which type do you think Sun Youde is?" Cen Jing asked.

The two of you look at me, and I look at you, and neither of them is sure about this question.

So Yan Lieqi stepped forward and asked Ke Ran, who was obviously deserting, "Ke Ran, what do you think?"

Of course he felt Ke Ran's attitude towards the whole case changed in the latter half of the period. He didn't know the reason, and he didn't bother to inquire about it, as long as he and Cen Jing could handle it.

But in the early communication, Ke Ran should have formed a systematic understanding of Sun Youde.

Sure enough, Ke Ran was confused, "Ah? What kind?"

The veins on Cen Jing's forehead twitched.

Ke Ran shrank back after seeing Cen Jing's murderous look.

It was Yan Lieqi, who was the most experienced present, who patiently explained to him what he hadn't heard just now.

"Just now we said that death penalty cases have certain special features, that is, the defendant actually has foreseeability of the death penalty, and this kind of foresight will make the defendant have great fear. Then during the trial, the There are two extremes that can happen."

Yan Lieqi picked up the cup and took a sip of water, and continued: "One of them is that the defendant chose to conceal the important facts of the case because of fear. Of course, in many cases these facts have been proved by evidence, but in that For a moment, the victim who is full of desire to survive will choose to turn a blind eye to all the early efforts, only say that he feels that he can make himself 'safe', and even deliberately fabricate many obvious lies. And the other kind of people, we call them' Prisoners of conscience'. The fear of death, the solemn and solemn atmosphere of the court hearing, and even the family members of the victim who attended the court, a series of factors magnified their guilt towards the victim and their remorse for the crime. They began to I feel that I deserve to die, I hope that the judge will sentence me to death, I am in a negative mood, I will no longer defend the charges identified in the case, and what's more, I will deliberately ignore the real and favorable facts of the case... Do you think that Sun Youde will be in court the day after tomorrow? Which one is it?"