MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 75 , variant

Guan Beibei did not make an appointment at the law firm, but made an appointment at a coffee shop downstairs, and ordered two cups of hot tea and a few chocolate-based desserts.

She remembered that Shang Congshu said on the Internet that he had a soft spot for sweets and would order chocolate cake on his birthday every year.

Soon, Guan Beibei met Shang Congshu, and like the last time she met, she felt gentle and quiet, and there was no subtle literary atmosphere on her body, like a warm spring breeze lingering.

When she went back that day, she deliberately read Shang Congshu's more famous poetry and prose. Such a girl is more eye-catching than she thinks in the flashy world.

She said: "I don't know what you like to drink. If you order sweet tea, if you need coffee, I will call the waiter over."

Shang Cong Shu Tian smiled, "Thank you, I'll just drink tea."

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But Shang Congshu's micro-expression seems to be more flexible and changeable, not as dull as before.

"Aren't you going to have some cake?" She motioned to Shang Nianshu not to be polite in front of her.

Shang came over from Shuyuan and saw a table full of chocolate desserts. Just looking at it gave her goosebumps, and the itchiness of the rash seemed to appear on every inch of her body at any time.

"Sorry, I'm allergic to chocolate," she said distressed.

Hearing this, Guan Beibei's eyes changed again, she laughed in disbelief, and confirmed again, "Are you...allergic to chocolate?"

Shang Congshu nodded seriously.

Guan Beibei remembered what they had talked about when they met that day, and couldn't help but ask again, "Xiaoshu, why did you think of Quotingfeng in your screen name?"

She wanted to make sure if she remembered it wrong or if the problem came from Shang Congshu? But she has a good memory since she was a child, even if it is just casually mentioned on the Internet, she will have an impression.

Judging from Shu's speech last time, she was more inclined to be a girl in two states.

Shang Congshu got up in embarrassment, with a red cloud on his face, "Well, my girlfriend's surname is 'Feng'..."

The words are not finished, the meaning is clear enough.

Listen to the wind and listen to the wind, she likes to hear everything about Fengxin, and she likes Fengxin to talk to her.

Occasionally Fengxin will turn into a little annoying. She wears appropriate clothes, guides her movements, and makes her the protagonist under the camera. The exaggeration is endless, which is a bit annoying. love to hear.

Guan Beibei drank half a sip of tea, and did not continue to struggle with this topic, but Shang Congshu mentioned the appearance of his girlfriend, and the discerning person knew at a glance that it was a sweet couple.

It's not the same as how bad the relationship with your girlfriend is said on the Internet.

She didn't ask the doubts in her heart, guessing that Shang Congshu might really be a special group of people, deliberately mentioning it will probably irritate people.

Shang Congshu printed out the short story he wrote not long ago, and took out an A4 paper-bound material from his bag, "Lawyer Guan, I'm here today because I want to ask you for something. ."

She put these two documents in front of Guan Beibei, "This material is all real events, so small that there is no falsehood in any dialogue. The other is a short story , mainly processed by the prototype, I want to ask you, can you adapt this case into the legal program you often attend?"

As if afraid that Guan Beibei would think she was making trouble, she also bound the apology issued by the magazine's official website and the arrest of the driver and Luo Ying on the materials.

However, the police station has not issued an announcement so soon, and it will take a while for confirmation.

Guan Beibei flipped through it, his eyes fell on the documents that were clearly organized and neatly organized. These materials cannot be used as evidence in court, but can be used as material for adaptation.

She has handled many appalling cases, and she still can't help sighing when she sees Shang Congshu's experience.

"Okay, I'll let you know when it's reviewed." She responded.

Shang Congshu didn't expect Guan Beibei to agree so easily, although she didn't know the process of submitting the trial, what the result was, she just met online, and she was very grateful to do her best.

"Thank you." She thanked her warmly, with excitement on her lips, "If you don't dislike it, you can come to me if you need anything."

After saying this, Shang Congshu realized that he didn't seem to have anything to help lawyer Guan, and was immediately embarrassed.

Find a director to make a small film."

That channel was originally focused on case adaptation. The experience of Shang Congshu has many twists and turns, and it is shocking, and there is a high probability that it will be selected as the material.

The only role she plays is to recommend to the program team and to make the truth public as soon as possible.

She can understand Shang Congshu's grievance very well. For a family whose works have been impersonated for so long, just receiving an apology is far from enough to appease the pain she has endured.

Only by letting the stories appear on the program can readers know to the greatest extent that those extremely popular best-selling works are from the hands of Shang Congshu.

After the two of them finished their business, they chatted for a while, what flowers were planted at home, the books they read recently, the differences in diet at home and abroad, etc.

Before leaving, Guan Beibei suddenly stopped, "Wait."

She took out an expensive gift from behind and said, "You like it, a pink and blue plaid scarf."

Shang Congshu was stunned and accepted.

After parting, she edited the good mood today into text and shared the past with Feng Xin.

Walking on the road, looking at the box in my hand, I don't know what to say to Feng Xin for a while.

She made an agreement that day to exchange gifts with Guan Beibei, and everyone accepted them.

But if Feng Xin sees it, she will think of unhappy things.

But she can't hide it, or Feng Xin is even more angry?

His…

Shang Congshu doesn't know what to do with this scarf for now, so let's put the problem aside.

She walked into a gold shop with a big brand, wandered around, and finally landed on the gold bracelet counter.

Seeing the price, Shang Congshu raised her eyebrows. She has not kept much of the manuscript fees she has earned over the years. She travels abroad with the manuscript fees almost every winter and summer vacation. Enjoy the moment.

Shang Congshu wants to buy a pair of gold bracelets for Feng Xin's mother as a birthday present. If Feng Xin finds out, Feng Xin will definitely say that it is not necessary. Mom doesn't like these things. Kind of cloud.

Who doesn't like gold, just send a handmade sweater, of course, it is intentional, and adding a valuable thing will make the other party happier.

Fengxin came back today, earlier than the previous two days. As she promised last night, she bought cheese bread and cheesy cookies, and brought back fruit.

I was about to put these foods in the refrigerator, and I opened the refrigerator to see the cooked meals again.

"Cong Shu..." Feng Xin was helpless.

Shang Congshu was focusing on the drawing, but did not hear Feng Xin calling her. After some evaluation, all she could think of was to earn enough money to buy a gold bracelet in a short time. business illustration.

She can't bear the original artist's name, it is easy for Party A to pay attention and affect her mood, so she re-registered a new account.

The most tragic thing is that the new vest does not have any reputation. She has to take the initiative to make appointments and try one by one on the submission platform, and she may face the depression of being undercut.

Feng Xin saw Shang Cong Shu was painting, so he didn't bother, and came out hot.

"Cong Shu, eat first."

She doesn't know what Shang Congshu draws. Generally, when Shang Congshu is interested, it will be like this. He may draw comic strips, and he may produce food for his favorite CP.

Being able to take the initiative to do these things proves that they are interested in things, and Feng Xin is too happy to think about it.

Shang Congshu suddenly remembered the scarf she put up, she secretly looked at Feng Xin, and seeing that Feng Xin was in a good mood, she put down the capacitor pen and walked around to her.

Kiss Feng Xin's chin and hug her arms tightly, "Wife, I have something to tell you."

"Stop." Feng Xin waved his hand and looked at Shang Congshu's face, "It has something to do with that lawyer?"

Shang Congshu's eyes were straight, but Feng Xin could guess it in seconds.

Feng Xin saw Shang Congshu's reaction, and he knew that he was right, "What is something that can't be said on WeChat, but should be singled out? I don't think it's a good thing."

I received a long text message from Shang Cong Shufa during the day. It was like a dialogue in the scene, and the expressions of both sides were written down, so clear that people could see the picture from the text.

Writing so seriously, there are still things that are not mentioned in WeChat?

Shang Congshu rubbed Feng Xin's face with the tip of his nose, "Promise me first, don't get angry."

Think about it a little bit, what Shang Congshu said the day before yesterday, Feng Xin already knew about this mysterious matter, and Shang Congshu naturally knew that she could not hide Feng Xin.

Shang Congshu's purpose is to make Feng Xin not get angry.

"Okay, then you promise me one thing too." Feng Xin got serious, hugged the person on his lap and tightened his arms, "Don't go into the kitchen in the future, eh? It's too dangerous, it hurts How to do?"

Besides, Shang Congshu is in the recovery stage, she should not be fierce.

"No." Shang Congshu insisted, Xiumei frowned, unwilling to listen to Feng Xin's arrangement, she said, "I want to cook you something to eat when I can."

If I get sick and confused, when will I have to wait until the next time I want to cook?

Feng Xin thought of Shang Congshu's use of his face and eyes to heat the oil pan, and still had lingering fears, coaxing patiently, "Okay, I'm not bad for these meals, you take medicine on time, Rest well, you don't have to do anything."

For some unknown reason, those words suddenly cut off Shang Congshu's tense nerves, and tears welled up in her eyes, "How could it not be bad? I know you said it for a while, It changes over time, don't say I didn't cook for you, I shouldn't make you annoy you twice!"

She couldn't control it, her chest was so swollen that it was about to burst, and suddenly she hugged Fengxin and whimpered, "I don't blame you... I want you to come home with me every day, I want you to go home... "