After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

"Okay." Shen Heng agreed, and then the other party hung up the phone neatly.

The distance from the hotel to the court is only ten minutes, but the location of the court is not in a crowded place in the city center. If you want to come here, you have to take a bus, or take a shortcut, and walk back with a few more detours.

Jiang Zhiyu would definitely not come to him by bus, Shen Heng looked at the time, and went back to the lounge to pack up the things he wanted to take away.

Some of the documents he brought over have already been sent to the scanning office of the court by the bailiff, and will be stamped and placed in the archives room, so there are not many to take back this time.

After he finished, he sat and waited for a while. After waiting for 10 minutes, he still didn't wait for Jiang Zhiyu to say that he had arrived.It's already time to get off work here, Shen Heng secretly calculated in his heart, planning to go back by himself if there is still no movement from Jiang Zhiyu in another 5 minutes, as soon as this thought came out, the phone rang.

"Have you arrived? I'll come out now." Shen Heng was a little happy while speaking, he stood up and turned sideways slightly, and picked up his bag.

"Not yet." Jiang Zhiyu's tone sounded normal, but there was a little irritability mixed in: "The road here is too roundabout, and the car can't get in. I'll walk over now, just wait a little longer."

"It's okay, I can take the bus back alone." While speaking, Shen Heng had already walked to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

The half floor-to-ceiling windows next to it gently reflected the darkening sky outside, as if a large piece of indelible thick ink had been poured down.

"No." Jiang Zhiyu turned into a pedestrian street displayed on the navigation, and his voice could not be refuted: "I am very close, you come out and wait."

"Oh." Shen Heng entered the elevator, "Then I'll go back in the direction first, there is only one road here, and I can save some time."

"Yes." Jiang Zhiyu agreed casually, although he couldn't understand why Shen Heng wanted to go back in such a hurry.

The doors and lights in the downstairs hall of the court have been turned off. The court closed at 05:30, and it is already past [-]:[-] pm. The security guard on duty at the gate helped him press the password to open the door.

Although the neighborhood is remote, it is considered lively. The surrounding food stalls and small supermarkets are brightly lit and full of fireworks.

Shen Heng walked slowly, thinking whether to buy some dinner to go back to eat, or to find a restaurant with Jiang Zhiyu later, thinking about it, a few familiar figures appeared at a corner not far from him.

In the court all day today, there were four men and women sitting in the gallery.They all looked drunk, obviously drunk.And they were all panting, as if the incident happened suddenly and they ran over together.

These people lost the lawsuit today, and the tug-of-war for more than a year has been settled in this way, so they are naturally very unhappy.After they left the court, they randomly found a food stall and wanted to drink to relieve their worries. Who knew they were drinking, so they saw people passing by.

Shen Heng was thin and thin, and looked easy to bully from outsiders. Relying on the large number of people and the fact that they had been drinking, they rushed around through the back door and blocked him in a more secluded area by the corner of the street.

"Yo, so I read it right, isn't this the defendant's lawyer I saw in the court today?" The tall man in a black sweater headed by him was drunk and looked at Shen Heng contemptuously: "We won the case, Didn't take your dirty money and get away with it?"

As he said that, he staggered over and reached out to pat Shen Heng on the shoulder, but the pat failed.

Shen Heng took a step back, his expression unchanged, he raised his eyes, looked at the tall and thick man in front of him, and said in a very cold voice, "Are you okay?"

Although the man who approached him looked like a drunk, his eyes were clear, and he was obviously pretending to be crazy by drinking.

"Hehe, I'm here to see you...Of course I have something to do, can't you talk? Is your lawyer so amazing?" He stumbled in confusion.

The moment Shen Heng raised his eyes just now, he was stuck for a moment.

She has bright looks, slightly raised peach eyes, and plump lips.

How can there be such a beautiful lawyer?He doubted briefly in his heart.

"My consulting fee is [-] hours, and the excess part will be calculated as [-] per hour. If necessary, I can start counting the time from now." Shen Heng remained calm.

The man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he sneered disdainfully: "As expected of a person who can help the big--company in the lawsuit, he is always talking about money."

He intentionally elongated the tone of the big characters, which sounded yin and yang, which was extremely inconsistent with his appearance.

Someone in the back cursed "fuck", and then another man who looked very similar to him cursed, pointed at Shen Heng and shouted: "You still have to be shameless, we have been fighting this lawsuit for a year Running around, only to lose the case because of you bad money lawyers, do you know that you are ruining our whole family! The whole family!"

He rushed out from the darkness not far away and stared at him fiercely, his eyes like some kind of savage beast: "Have you ever thought about working for capitalists? What about poor people like us who can't afford legal fees?" Live! Do you still have a conscience for money!"

They have been gnawing at their family's money for this lawsuit for a year. No one went out to work, and they just waited for the compensation to come down. In the end, they didn't get the compensation, but had to pay the legal fees instead.

"Our obligation is only to help our client maximize the interests within the scope of the law." Shen Heng turned his face to look at him, without any emotional fluctuations in his dark eyes, and said word by word: "If you are not convinced, you can go to The Supreme Court has applied for a retrial."

"Don't talk nonsense with me!" He became angry from embarrassment, and threw his fist at Shen Heng's face, the movement was fast and ruthless, and he used a lot of force, trying to teach this ignorant man young lawyer.

Shen Heng had been guarding against the opponent's sudden attack early in the morning, he turned his head to avoid the punch, moved his body backwards, then raised his leg, and kicked fiercely at the lower abdomen of the person who was still about to pounce.

The rest of the people were stunned by the sudden reversal, and the surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of vomiting from the half-kneeling person clutching his belly.

"Fuck!" The other person standing beside Shen Heng turned an incredible tone. He stared at Shen Heng, stretched out his hand to grab his collar, and said angrily: "You dare to do it? You want to die!"

Shen Heng was grabbed by him unexpectedly, and quickly turned his body away, bent his elbow and slammed the opponent's chest hard. The man grunted in pain, but did not let go of his hand.

"What are you doing! Let him go!"

A familiar voice came from behind, Shen Heng knocked down the hand of the person in front of him while he was stunned, and Jiang Zhiyu had already walked to his side.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Jiang Zhiyu frowned and looked at Shen Heng's messy neckline, and quickly looked him up and down. Fortunately, Shen Heng's clothes were only a little wrinkled, and he should not be injured.

"This is a personal grievance." The man said to Jiang Zhiyu in a vicious voice, "What does it have to do with you when I teach this lifeless thing a lesson?"

Only then did Jiang Zhiyu have the time to look at the person who had clashed with Shen Heng, he was very angry and smelled of low-quality alcohol.

"He doesn't know how to live or die?" Jiang Zhiyu protected Shen Heng behind him, and strode up to the man.

His face and tone were too cold, and his temperament was strong, and when he was close to him, he was so oppressive and horrifying that he was so frightened that the man was sober, and he took a step back unconsciously.

"Yeah, what's the matter? You..." He held on to the toughness in his words, but before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zhiyu punched him hard in the face.

Apart from gathering with Chu Ye and the others at the bar, Jiang Zhiyu usually spent more time in the boxing gym.The force of this punch was so brutal that the man was directly knocked to the ground, as if he had been knocked out directly, he was paralyzed on the ground motionless, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding quickly.

"Those who dare to touch me, what are you?" Jiang Zhiyu looked coldly at the immobile person on the ground, and moved his wrist, with a rare ferocious expression on his face.

"Jiang Zhiyu!" Shen Heng was also startled by this punch, he strode to Jiang Zhiyu's side and pulled his arm: "You..."

A woman's sharp voice suddenly sounded in front of her, almost piercing her eardrums: "I've been beaten! I've been beaten! Come on!" She lost her voice, and the other woman who helped the man whose mouth was bleeding from the beating was crying. up.

The two cried and shouted, their high-pitched voices were extremely high, but this was a remote place they had found by themselves, and apart from a few dim street lights by the side of the road, there was no sign of anyone else.

"Call the police! We want to call the police!"

"You hit people! It's against the law! Police! I'll call 110 now!"

"You pick quarrels first, and we are justified in self-defense." Shen Heng held Jiang Zhiyu's palm, condescendingly, and said every word to the four embarrassed people on the ground, "It's okay to call the police, I promise, You must be the ones being detained."

He looked indifferent and quiet, only Jiang Zhiyu could feel how cold the palms of those hands that were holding him tightly, and the trembling in them.

"Are you not injured?" Shen Heng looked away from them in disgust, and pulled Jiang Zhiyu to turn around, the worry in his tone was particularly obvious.

"No." Jiang Zhiyu smiled at him: "I should be the one who asked you that."

There was a sudden rustling sound from behind, followed by the sound of heavy objects being thrown over the air.Jiang Zhiyu reacted very quickly, pulling Shen Heng into his arms suddenly with his hands, and protecting him in front of his chest, forming a complete protective posture.

Almost at the same time, something hit him on the shoulder suddenly, and with the ear-piercing sound of the glass bottle shattering, the broken glass fell to the ground with a clatter.

Jiang Zhiyu felt a sharp stabbing pain around his neck, he stretched out his hand to touch it, but his palm felt cold, and at first glance, his fingers and palm were stained with blood.

"Jiang Zhiyu!" Shen Heng was frightened by the shocking blood, his body froze, his eyes widened, and his voice was a bit wrong.

The four people in the back limped and supported each other and fled away after they smashed the wine bottle on Jiang Zhiyu.

"It's okay, the glass is scratched, and the skin is torn." Jiang Zhiyu shook off the wet blood on his hand, caught a glimpse of Shen Heng's pale face with fright, and comforted him: "Just go back and get disinfected."

Only then did Shen Heng recover from the shock, and shook his head with a pair of beautiful red eyes: "I'll take you to the hospital."

Jiang Zhiyu's neck was cut with a five-centimeter cut. It was not deep, but it looked scary. After a while, one side of his neckline was stained with blood, and his black shirt was dizzy. Deeper and darker.

From the time the two left to the hospital, Shen Heng frowned tightly from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't until Jiang Zhiyu came out of the debridement room that the nurse had treated the shards of glass remaining in the wound that he saw his tense body sitting outside the door relax a little bit.

"Does it hurt? Did you get stitches?" Shen Heng stared nervously at the skin on the side of Jiang Zhiyu's neck covered by gauze, with a sad and guilty tone.

"No stitches." Shen Heng's worried expression and tone made Jiang Zhiyu feel funny, but being worried like this pleased him to a large extent.

Jiang Zhiyu moved his neck from side to side, deliberately teasing him: "But the wound hurts."

"I'm sorry."

There was deep distress in Shen Heng's words, he suppressed his voice, and when he looked up at Jiang Zhiyu, the water in his eyes rose, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Why are you apologizing to me? Also, why have you become so crying lately?" Jiang Zhiyu reached out and wiped away a little drop of water overflowing from the corner of his eyes: "It doesn't hurt, I lied to you."

"So how are you feeling now?"

Shen Heng was tormented by guilt and self-blame beyond measure.

At that time, he hadn't reacted to the sound of glass breaking, his whole body was protected by Jiang Zhiyu, but when he raised his head, Jiang Zhiyu's blood was reflected in his pupils.

At that time, his mind was blank, and he felt that his body was dominated by a huge force called fear, which made his limbs stiff. Except for the sound of Jiang Zhiyu, he couldn't even speak for a while.

Now, belatedly, he realizes how stupid his reaction was.

"I don't feel anything, that's fine, let's go back." Jiang Zhiyu led Shen Heng out.

They definitely won't be able to return to the capital tonight. After leaving the hospital, the two took a taxi back to the hotel.

Back in the room, Shen Heng hurriedly helped Jiang Zhiyu take a bath, then wrapped his blood-stained clothes and threw them away.

Jiang Zhiyu came in a hurry and didn't bring any clothes. Shen Heng rummaged in his suitcase. There were a few clean shirts. Although they were a bit small for Jiang Zhiyu, they should be wearable.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhiyu sat down on the bed after taking a shower, saw Shen Heng looking down for something, and asked slowly.

"It's nothing... By the way, Jiang Zhiyu."

"Ok?"

"I threw away your clothes for you."

"En." Jiang Zhiyu half-lyed on the bed, raised his chin towards Shen Heng, and ordered: "Come here."

Shen Heng walked over obediently.

"I just feel that something is wrong today. When did you change your name?" Jiang Zhiyu played with Shen Heng's fingers, and said with a smile, "What should you call me?"

Shen Heng pursed his lips hesitantly.

"Don't talk again? Are you still angry with me yesterday?" Jiang Zhiyu stopped playing, held Shen Heng's palm, and pulled him closer to him.

Shen Heng was unprepared, and was directly made to lie on Jiang Zhiyu's chest by Jiang Zhiyu's actions.

"No, I'm not angry with you." Shen Heng replied sincerely.

"Then answer the question I just asked."

"Husband." Under Jiang Zhiyu's close gaze, Shen Heng was a little ashamed, and it took him a long time to open his mouth in a low voice.

Jiang Zhiyu's lips curled up in a satisfied arc.

This little injury was neither painful nor itchy to him, but on the contrary, it was hit on the right side, saving him the trouble of spending time coaxing people back home.

Not a loss.

He bent the knuckles of his index finger, gently raised Shen Heng's chin, and kissed it with his head.

Shen Heng obediently closed his eyes and responded until Jiang Zhiyu unbuttoned all the buttons of his clothes in a gentle manner, and at the same time his body was pressed on the soft big bed.