Winning the case
999 Words
Wen Nuan stepped out of Anning International, letting out a long sigh, as if everything was just a dream. She had actually made an agreement with that devilish man to become his woman.
No, his mistress.
She looked up at the tall building opposite Anning International, a grand department store, which displayed a huge poster of the internationally popular star Han Bi endorsing Chanel perfume.
As a Chinese actress, she had made a name for herself in Hollywood and gained international acclaim, achievements that many female stars in the entertainment industry could only envy.
She was truly beautiful.
Wen Nuan remembered the first time she went for an audition; the makeup artist applied her makeup, and when she stood in front of the camera, the director paused and said, “You bear some resemblance to Han Bi.”
From her aura to her features, they had some similarities.
Wen Nuan laughed at herself; she really didn’t resemble her at all. There were too many lookalikes in the entertainment industry. Han Bi had a pair of gorgeous big eyes, while she had sparkling almond-shaped eyes; the difference between them was like clouds and mud.
Would she ever have her day in the sun?
Now that she had agreed to be Ye Feimo’s mistress, if she entered the entertainment industry in the future, this relationship would surely turn into a scandal if exposed, and for her…
She wouldn’t pretend to downplay her desire for fame and fortune.
She also wanted to be a remarkable woman like Han Bi.
She genuinely loved acting, but would she have the chance?
What would come would come; she would deal with the future later.
A few days later, Wen Nuan's father was released from custody. The Wen Nuan family—mother and daughter—laughed and cried in court, embracing as a family of four. Although the Wen Nuan family was no more, they had lost their home and money, at least they were reunited.
Fang Liucheng was also in court, his gaze menacingly fixed on the Wen Nuan family, fists clenched. This was impossible!
If looks could kill, the Wen Nuan family would have been dead by Fang Liucheng’s gaze.
Wen Nuan's father was indeed innocent; the case was complicated, and while he had some involvement, it was far from enough for a conviction. Yet Fang Liucheng had prepared all the evidence, arranged everything meticulously. The police and the court were in his pocket, and it seemed certain that Wen Nuan's father would spend over a decade behind bars.
He never expected Wen Nuan's father to be acquitted.
Wen Nuan's mother didn’t have much money, and the lawyer she hired was mediocre, lacking in defensive skills. However, the lawyer she saw before the trial had been replaced by the renowned Ye Yutong, a legendary figure in the legal field known for never losing a case.
Wen Nuan was immensely grateful; she knew this lawyer had been arranged by Ye Feimo. He was a tall, warm man in his thirties, exuding a refined elegance.
In court, he was cold and ruthless, but outside, he was very approachable.
“Miss Wen Nuan, you don’t need to thank me; it’s no big deal,” Ye Yutong smiled. He was not very talkative, and both Wen Nuan’s father and mother had seen the world, so they knew someone was helping them. They asked Ye Yutong who had arranged the assistance.
Ye Yutong smiled and replied, “I’m just doing a favor for someone. Mr. and Mrs. Wen Nuan, you don’t need to be too polite. As for who, I’m afraid I cannot disclose that; I hope you understand.”
Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. This Mr. Ye seemed to be unaware of the details, which put her at ease. The surname Ye? What was her relationship with Ye Feimo? Compared to the twisted and cold Ye Feimo she knew, she had no fondness for the surname.
However, this Mr. Ye was warm and gentle, entirely different from the dark and cold Ye Feimo. Wen Nuan had developed a habit of judging people by their appearances, quickly concluding that their shared surname was just a coincidence.
Fang Liucheng strode over, and Wen Nuan paused, straightening her back. Ye Yutong was perceptive; he had investigated Wen Nuan’s father’s situation and naturally understood the grudge between Fang Liucheng and the Wen Nuan family.
“Fang Liucheng, how dare you come here? Get lost! We don’t want to see you,” Wen Nuan’s mother fumed.
Wen Nuan’s father was mild-mannered, only calming his wife a few times, but clearly didn’t want to talk much with Fang Liucheng. Fang Liucheng coldly glared at Wen Nuan’s father, “Does your conscience allow you to sleep at night?”
“What do you want?” Wen Nuan’s father asked.
“What do I want? It’s simple. I want you to rot in prison for life. You’ve had your lucky break this time, but next time, you might not be so fortunate,” Fang Liucheng said coldly.
Wen Nuan smiled slightly, “Fang Liucheng, life doesn’t always go as you wish. You also navigate the business world; I don’t believe you’ve never made enemies. Perhaps you’ve made more than my father; you’re just lucky no one has come to take revenge on you. No worries, in ten or twenty years, someone will eventually come after you, and I hope someone can use your intelligence to pursue your precious daughter.”
Fang Liucheng narrowed his eyes menacingly, staring at Wen Nuan, then suddenly sneered, “And you? Who are you seducing to protect your father? Is it him?” He pointed at Ye Yutong.
Ye Yutong’s eyes, once gentle, instantly turned icy. “Mr. Fang, please conduct yourself with respect!”
“Respect myself? I’d like to ask, what right do you have to help the Wen Nuan family?”
“Do you have the right to ask?” Ye Yutong coldly and arrogantly replied.
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