Brisa Noturna Expirada
【Advogado abstinente + primeiro sofrimento depois doçura + mulher gordinha dá a volta por cima + campo de sofrimento + chegada de criança fofa】Antes de ser presa, Chu Nanqing deixou de lado sua identidade de filha de família rica e implorou por amor de forma humilde. Após sair da prisão, ela ficou esguia, uma verdadeira beleza rara. Ela vivia pelo amor de alguém, mas foi justamente essa pessoa que a enviou para a prisão. Em público, ele era um advogado frio e nobre, nunca perdeu um caso em todos os anos de carreira, e nem mesmo diante da namorada de quatro anos mostrou misericórdia. Em particular, ele sofria de insônia todas as noites, afogando-se em bebida, imaginando que Chu Nanqing não havia morrido e estava ao seu lado. O amor entre eles sempre foi unilateral, ela forçava o sentimento. “Se eu fosse insensível e sem princípios, por que estaria acordado de madrugada, sem dormir?” “Advogado Zhou, você já está fora do jogo há muito tempo.” Sim, ele e ela ainda têm um filho.
Brisa Noturna Expirada
Yu Jin never expected to encounter Zhou Jin Cheng again so soon—on the second day after her release from prison.
She needed to file a lawsuit and had contacted a well-known local law firm, Capital Heng Law Office. She had made an appointment with a female attorney, only to be told that the woman was away on a business trip. Yu Jin wanted to obtain custody of Xiao Jing from her cousin; it couldn’t be settled privately, so the matter would have to go to court.
To Yu Jin, any lawyer would do—so long as she could win the case. Anyone except the man before her now, Zhou Jin Cheng.
She pushed open the door, and at the moment she saw him, she froze. Her heart stopped, as if all the blood in her body had turned cold. She couldn’t breathe; the heart that had long lain dormant now throbbed with pain.
The lawyer before her, Zhou Jin Cheng, was the biological father of her daughter. Of course, he didn’t know. In fact, Zhou Jin Cheng hadn’t even recognized her.
In the minimalist black-and-white office, Zhou Jin Cheng sat at his desk, carrying an air of dignified detachment. His short, neat black hair, prominent brow, and angular face gave him striking features. The tailored dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs, his figure standing even taller, while the frameless glasses shaded his narrow, cool eyes with a strict, ascetic chill.
“Your case will be handled by me from now on,” he said. “If you have further questions, contact me anytime. Here’s my card.”
His slender, well-defined fingers pressed a pristine white business card
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