Chapter 59

The place to eat is in the restaurant on the top floor of the nearby hotel. Because it is night, and the restaurant has a good environment and good dishes, there are always many people, so you must make an appointment in advance.

The 360-degree panoramic floor-to-ceiling glass window, dimly lit in the restaurant, can see the night scene outside the window from various angles, the lights flash with neon colors, and the whole city is shrouded in a little bit of bright starlight.

The breeze was blowing, and the air seemed to have a faint and imperceptible fragrance of plants.

I ate Chinese food. In addition to a few large dishes, there was also a cup of soup with plenty of ingredients. As soon as the waiter lifted the lid, the rich aroma was immediately diffused.

Shen Muchuan put on disposable gloves, put the peeled crab meat on the plate in front of Chu Yan, and said with a slightly raised corner of his lips, "The drunk crab here tastes very good, brother, try it."

He had a smile on his face, and he looked like a brother and brother, as if he was not planning to send himself to prison.

Chu Yan looked at him, picked up the chopsticks on the table, lowered his head and took a sip. The sauce was full of flavor, the crab meat was delicious and juicy, and the taste was really good.

When he finished eating, he raised his eyes and found that Shen Muchuan was still looking at him with his eyes open, and there seemed to be a faint smile inside.

There was endless darkness behind him, and in such a quiet relationship, the atmosphere seemed to be quite good.

Chu Yan's brows moved slightly, his knuckles curled up, and after a while, he looked at him and said slowly, "Actually, I already know exactly what you want to do."

Shen Muchuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, his voice did not seem to fluctuate: "What do you mean by this brother?"

Chu Yan put down his chopsticks, rested his elbows on the table, and gently pressed his temples: "You're right, Shen Shi was originally yours... Now it's natural for you to take it back. …”

"Brother really thinks this way?" Shen Muchuan said with an expression of joy and anger on his face, "I still think of some new way to deceive me. After all, brother, you have not deceived me."

His deception is so good that since childhood, he even thought that there would be no one better than him in this world, even his parents, I am afraid they can't compare.

He paid so much for himself, as if no matter what he did, he just smiled helplessly, and then forgave everything.

He had been with him for nearly twenty years. Originally, he thought he knew this person enough, but what he didn't expect was that all these were just disguises used to deceive him.

And the most ridiculous thing is that if he can deceive himself like this for the rest of his life, maybe Shen shi will be his sooner or later. He clearly knows what kind of feelings he has for him, but he chose this way. The way.

Can't wait for it? Or have you endured enough? Is it enough to endure yourself?

Ah

"If..." Chu Yan closed his eyes slightly, tried his best to hold back the dizziness, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you suspect that I lied to you, you can find a lawyer. I have no opinion."

Shen Muchuan just looked at him fixedly, his dark eyebrows knitted tightly.

"If this still doesn't satisfy you... If you still want to sue me, I'll accept it all."

When he said this, his expression was very calm, as if he really had no other thoughts about what he was doing, calm and indifferent.

Shen Muchuan's eyes gradually sank, an inexplicable feeling of irritability arose in his heart, he smiled coldly: "You said this on purpose, do you think that I still can't let go of you in my heart, or that I will still obey you like a stupid dog. ?"

After hearing his words, Chu Yan frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

Sensing the anger that he was easily provoked, and what he said just now was even more priceless, Shen Muchuan clenched his fist, his face sank very quickly, and he looked extremely ugly. He looked at Chu Yan, but found that the other party's His expression was always indifferent, and he looked unmoved. For some reason, extremely strong anger rushed to the brain in an instant, and then rushed to the nerve endings in various directions.

He sneered: "But since you said so, brother, how can I not fulfill you?"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up

However, because the movement was too great, he suddenly hit the edge of the dining table when he got up, only to hear a creaking sound, and the dining table was slightly tilted by the impact.

The porcelain bowl with the soup in front of Chu Yan was tilted by the force of the collision, and the steaming soup splashed out instantly.

Shen Muchuan subconsciously steadied the table, but when he looked up, he saw the person sitting opposite him, one hand resting on the table and seemed to be groping for a tissue, while the other hand tightly covered his eyes.

Shen Muchuan's expression changed, and he realized almost instantly that the soup must have splashed into his eyes... He immediately strode over and pulled his hand off his eyes.

I saw that around the corner of his eyes, there was indeed a red mark that was scalded by the soup splash, which was extremely obvious against the surrounding fair skin.

Maybe it was because he couldn't see anything, and he was forced not to rub his eyes, the expression on his face was extraordinarily innocent, and one hand actually grabbed his sleeve tightly.

And in just a few seconds, his thin eyelids were rubbed red. Because of physiological stimulation, tears kept rolling down, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he wanted to try his best to open his eyes, but repeatedly Recovery has never been successful.

Shen Muchuan didn't let go for a while, and his body completely froze.

The waiter noticed the situation here, and immediately trotted over and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

However, the situation was obvious, and the waiter immediately said, "Ah—then this gentleman, please go to the bathroom with us. We have eye drops in our restaurant, and I'll go get them right away."

Shen Muchuan helped him into the bathroom, and saw that he was resting his hands on the sink, standing under a cold light.

His eyes lingered down from his smooth and graceful back line. Because he leaned down, the two legs wrapped under the well-made suit trousers looked extraordinarily straight and slender. For a while, what he thought repeatedly in his mind was the one he just pulled. He was holding his sleeves, his eyelids were flushed, and tears kept rolling down his cheeks.

It's really... it's really...

Shen Muchuan forced himself to throw those undeserved emotions out of his mind, and then sneered in his heart again, not knowing whether the ridicule was directed at him or something else.

...

The next day, when Chu Yan went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, he found that his eyes were so swollen that he couldn't go out at all. He put ice on it for half an hour before he looked better.

At breakfast, the lawyer he had found sent him an email, with the content of his plan and odds of fighting the case, as well as the best interests that he could obtain for himself even in the worst case.

Of course, his best suggestion was to persuade himself to reconcile with Shen Muchuan.

[Master host, you should work more actively, or you will go to jail! ]

Chu Yan took a sip of milk and turned off the screen of his mobile phone: [There is nothing wrong with going to jail, at least the police can guarantee my life safety. After three years, he should be released. ]

Moreover, it was not that he never sat when he played cannon fodder before.

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ital!—Master Host! I don't want to see you in jail! ]

Chu Yan smiled, ate the last piece of bread on the plate, then picked up the phone and sent a message to his lawyer.

Half a month passed quickly, the weather was not bad on the day of the court session, but there was a bit of traffic jam on the road. Vehicles jammed on the highway like slow-moving ants, moving forward little by little.

Shen Muchuan waited in the court until the court session was about to start, only to see Chu Yan coming over in formal attire.

The temperature today is actually not low, but his suit is still tightly dressed, and his expression is a little haggard.

When Shen Muchuan caught a glimpse of his pale face, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

After waiting in the lounge for a while, was told by the staff that the court session was ready.

Property disputes like this are not uncommon. After the pre-trial session is over, the presiding judge announces that the trial will be held directly.

After listening to the statement of the plaintiff's lawyer, the judge began to ask him to submit information.

The judge read the information carefully and turned to ask Chu Yan: "What does the defendant want to say about the accusation of the plaintiff?"

Chu Yan raised his eyes, looked at the judge and said slowly: "It's true that I forged the will, but I don't admit that I defrauded property."

The lawyer presented the information in court: "My client's 55% shares in Zhongcheng Company, for the past five years, the annual dividends have all been deposited into the passbook in the name of Mr. Shen Muchuan. Comparison of company finances.”

Shen Muchuan's pupils suddenly tightened, his breathing stopped, and he turned to look at Chu Yan who was beside him.

There was even a momentary blank in my head.

The judge looked at the information and nodded: "Then you don't deny the forgery of a will?"

Chu Yan was silent for a while, then nodded, and said in a clear voice, "Yes."

This means to give up the defense directly.

The judge bowed his head and took notes, and the presiding judge announced a few minutes of intermission to allow time for the jury to discuss.

When the trial was held again, the judge quickly announced the verdict - Qiao Yue returned all the shares he held in Zhongcheng, froze his personal accounts, handed it over to the procuratorate for verification, and sentenced him to three months in prison.

Shen Muchuan's body froze, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

He didn't even feel relieved when he walked out of the court's gate. Seeing that his face was not good-looking, Zhang Zhonglun thought he was dissatisfied with the result, and explained: "Mr. Shen, they are also taking a slanted sword this time... But what I just wonder is, since Mr. Qiao can do this, I guess he still cares about his affection for you, or he has always been remorseful, so I think... this result is enough. "