Jiang Wangshu neither admitted nor denied his suspicion, but just raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that only two of the three fools were real. Song Yian looked silent and introverted on weekdays, but his mind was unfathomable.

She looked up and stared directly at the 1.80-meter-tall Song Yian, and answered the question irrelevantly, "I heard from Hua Tingjue that you travel abroad all year round. Have you been to Paris? Have you seen Notre Dame?"

Song Yian frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Wangshu curled his lips and smiled mockingly, his smile was shallow, "You are more suitable to stay there, the Eastern Maria who enforces the law impartially."

Song Yian: “…”

He pursed his dry lips and laughed angrily. He knew that Jiang Wangshu was always sharp-tongued and had great eloquence. But hearing about her was one thing, and experiencing it in person today was another. She was indeed so sharp-tongued that it was difficult to refute her.

Especially the look in her eyes when she looked down upon him, so arrogant and domineering, as if she didn't think he existed.

Jiang Wangshu continued, "Besides, isn't there anyone in your family who studies law?"

"Do you have evidence?"

"If not, can I sue you for defamation?"

In fact, Jiang Wangshu didn't understand the law, but she heard Hua Tingjue mention it by chance. Then she went to the library to find books related to law and realized that the outside world could use the law to solve some problems.

The three consecutive questions turned the tables and made Song Yian's face suddenly turn colorful. He was a little overwhelmed because Jiang Wangshu hit the spot that hurt him the most.

"whispering sound."

After the sarcasm, Jiang Wangshu sneered and left immediately.

Why didn't he, the Chief Justice, uphold justice when others were dealing with her? Now he knows to question her. Do people in Jingshi follow two sets of rules in their daily lives?

She hates people like this the most!

Song Yian was stunned. He slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Wangshu's departing back, his consciousness hazy.

……

In the largest and most luxurious hotel in Beijing, a group of rich young men are having a dinner to celebrate Chen Chong's birthday. The Chen family made their fortune in the mining industry. Although they are not an old-established wealthy family, they still have a certain say in Beijing. Naturally, Chen Chong's birthday is the center of attention.

Upon learning that Hua Tingjue and the others were coming, Chen Chong went to greet them personally. She shouted at the top of her voice from a distance: "Hey, Jue and Lang, you are here?"

Hua Tingjue and Zheng Tianlang said "Happy Birthday" to him at the same time and handed him the gift.

Chen Chong smiled and said, "We are all brothers, why would you bring any gifts if you are here?"

"Come on, let's go in and eat."

"Row."

Just as Hua Tingjue followed Chen Chong in, he glimpsed a familiar figure in the crowd. Wasn't that the person he felt was having something fishy with Jiang Wangshu that day?

He lowered his eyes and thought that he must find an opportunity to ask Chen Chong about this man's background. He always felt that something was wrong.

Maybe this is his sixth sense.

Zheng Tianlang wondered, "Brother Jue, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." Hua Tingjue quickly withdrew his gaze, not knowing that Han Tianyu, who seemed to be taciturn, was also secretly peeping at him.

This young master again? It's a pity that he didn't bring that girl with him today. Is she Jiang Ruonan?

There is a lot of knowledge involved in arranging the seats on the round dining table. As the birthday girl, it is understandable for Chen Chong to sit at the main seat. Then Hua Tingjue was arranged to sit at the main seat.

During the party, Hua Tingjue looked into Han Tianyu's eyes more than once, but Hua Tingjue was not afraid of anyone. A man of integrity has nothing to fear, so he looked back at Han Tianyu openly.

Han Tianyu, on the other hand, shrank back his gaze.

"whispering sound."

coward.

……

Song Yian arrived late, and Hua Tingjue asked him, "Why did you take so long?"

Song Yian made up an excuse, "Something happened at home."

The Song family had a lot of troubles, and Hua Tingjue knew it very well, so he didn't doubt his words at all. He crossed his legs and patted the empty chair next to him.

"sit."

Song Yian sat down next to him.

Hua Tingjue drank and tilted his head to ask Zheng Tianlang in a low voice: "Tianlang, do you know that person?"

Zheng Tianlang was drunk, his narrow eyes half closed, and he said with a lisp, "Which one?"

"The one next to Chen Chong, the one wearing glasses."

Hearing this, Zheng Tianlang raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes to take a closer look. Seeing this, Hua Tingjue knew that he was unreliable and rolled his eyes silently.

I never thought that Zheng Tianlang, who has seen countless people, would have some impression of him. "I seem to have heard Chen Chong say that he transferred to No. 3 Middle School."

Hua Tingjue murmured, "Transfer to another school?"

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked up and asked, "Where did you transfer from?" It turned out that Zheng Tianlang was already having a hot affair with the beautiful girl next to him.

Hold.

Impressed.

He could only turn around and chat with Song Yian, but when he turned around, he saw that he looked very worried, and asked worriedly, "Yian, what's wrong with you?"

When Song Yian saw him calling him, he immediately smiled warmly.

"what happened?"

"Are you okay? Why do you look so worried?"

Hua Tingjue stared at him for a long time, and his fiery eyes left Song Yian nowhere to hide. Then, as an experienced man, he made a bold guess.

"You're thinking about women!"

"Are you in love?"

"Or do you have someone you like?"

The series of questions caught Song Yian off guard. His hand trembled and the liquid in the wine glass spilled out. He didn't even dare to look into Hua Tingjue's eyes.

Seeing his reaction, Hua Tingjue was convinced that he had guessed correctly, and couldn't help but asked in shock: "Wow, what kind of girls do you like? What do they look like? Pretty? Good at studying? Good character?"

After all, it seems that he has never fallen in love with anyone in the future? Like a widower, he really wants to know who is the one who could conquer this cold and unfeeling childhood friend of his.

Song Yian regained consciousness and flatly denied, "I didn't."

Hua Tingjue smiled and said, "I understand, I understand."

How could he listen to anything when he was so engrossed in watching the melon and even planning to support the couple? He quickly said that he understood everything clearly now.

Song Yian was helpless, "I really didn't."

"Okay, okay, you don't have it, you don't have it, okay?" Hua Tingjue answered him perfunctorily, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Who is it?

Song Yian knew that explaining was futile, so he gave up and stopped defending himself, but he still felt a little uneasy.

……

The dinner was over and the group was preparing to move to other places. Hua Tingjue quickly pulled Chen Chong aside and said, "Hey, I want to ask you something."

Chen Chong was drunk and reeked of alcohol, but his mind was still clear. "Jue... Jue brother, whatever it is, just tell me!"

"Do you know the guy with the glasses?"

"Who's the one wearing glasses?" Chen Chong was confused.

Hua Tingjue described it more specifically, "The one wearing the blue denim jacket."

Chen Chong suddenly realized, "Oh, you mean Tianyu."

Who cares about Tianyu? Hua Tingjue said simply, "Where did he transfer from?"

"S Province, Yixi Town."

Hua Tingjue's brain suddenly stopped functioning.

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