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Mu Ziguo gave Qin Lu two business cards.

The first time, it fell to the ground, and the second time, it was in Qin Lu's hands.

Qin Lu looked at the business card in his hand, and then looked at the back of Mu Zi leaving, puzzled.

Is this Miss Mu trying to fight for a breath, or does she really want to help her?

The idea of rich people is really incredible.

Qin Lu didn't take it to heart, and casually put the business card on the table, just thinking that Mu Zi wanted to help her fight the lawsuit in order to be reckless.

But it doesn't matter, she's already got the money anyway.

Having said that, the prosperity of Qingjiang really opened her eyes, and a random daughter was given to her like a joke for 500,000 yuan......

Qin Lu sighed in her heart, picked up her mobile phone to check the balance of her bank account again, and looked at the numbers really displayed on the mobile phone screen, she fell on the bed excitedly and rolled - this kind of good thing, I really hope to come back a few times!

……

After Mu Zi met Qin Lu, she rushed to school, the time was just right, and when she stepped into the classroom, the bell rang just right.

Yesterday's incident, some students in the class heard about it, and Zhuang Jia and Jiang Zhinuan also knew about it.

During recess, the two gathered around Mu Zi's desk and asked her what was going on.

"Let's walk with you after school." Zhuang Jia came up with an idea, "If she comes to pester you again, we will call the police to arrest her!" Tell her to suffer a little! Otherwise, if she comes over every day, someone will definitely gossip! ”

Mu Zi smiled and shook her head and said, "She won't come again." ”

Qin Lu really didn't come anymore.

The incident subsided, and the gossip at school disappeared. Qin Lu's appearance seemed to be a discordant murmur in a piece of music, fleeting and quickly forgotten by everyone.

After a few more days, Mu Zi's leg injury was completely healed, and she no longer had to walk around on crutches.

She remembered Qin Lu's matter and specially called Qu Mingjun.

"Has a woman named Qin Lu contacted you recently?"

"Nope." Qu Mingjun was confused, afraid that he would remember wrongly, so he carefully recalled the customers he received recently, "I don't have any impression, it's your friend?" After a while, I asked Lin Lin to check the visitor records. ”

Qin Lu's dress is bold and hot, she is an unforgettable woman, Qu Mingjun is not impressed, which means that Qin Lu has never contacted him at all.

"No need to look it up." Mu Zi smiled and asked, "How is the law firm lately?" ”

"Well, it's going well, I hired two senior lawyers, and the cases that I couldn't do before can now be accepted slowly, and the trainee lawyers in the original law firm have also begun to take charge on their own......"

"yes, that's nice."

"Haha! Thanks to the little sister! ”

……

After chatting casually, Mu Zi hung up the phone.

She respected Qin Lu's choice, and she could probably guess Qin Lu's thoughts, after all, Qin Lu's profession was too special.

The lawsuit doesn't mention winning or losing for the time being, as long as Qin Lu formally sues the rich young man, it is equivalent to indirectly cutting off his own financial route, which prostitute is willing to find a young lady who may sue him?

There are also factors that take into account the power of this rich young man, the pressure of the nightclub owner, and all kinds of factors.

Unless Qin Lu will change his career or leave Jingling, he can deal with this lawsuit without worries.

In the evening, Mu Zi read the meeting book as usual.

I don't know if it's because she is worried about Qin Lu's case, she always can't calm down in her heart, so she simply closes the book and opens the laptop to search for information.

Murong Cheng came in with a glass of milk, and saw that she was browsing the photos of men, all of them were the same face, taking selfies in various poses, in order to highlight the toned muscles, most of the photos were in ** state, wearing only tight boxers.

"It looks strong, but it's actually all prompted by eating protein powder, and I can't stand it with a fist." Murong Chengyin stood behind her with a quiet tone.

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