The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 822: Identity Exposed!_2

Forget it.

Bai Lian opened her phone and found Dr. He’s WeChat—

"Add a session this month."

To avoid wearing out his own arm and ensure sustainable development, Dr. He limits the number of acupuncture patients to ten per day.

He spends the rest of the time sitting in the clinic consulting on difficult and complicated cases.

Dr. He: "Okay, shall Xiaowu bring the card to you on Friday?"

Bai Jian: "1"

After sending the message.

Wang Youfeng sent an address.

It was about the Iridium transaction.

Bai Lian glanced at it—

"Saturday."

She had to attend Xiaoqi’s trial on Friday.

**

Friday.

It was the day Xiaoqi and Ren Wanxuan went to court.

Before the trial began, Ji Shaorong hadn’t made it back, but Ren Qian got through to his phone, "This is your own daughter! Are you just going to watch Bai Lian sue her?"

On the other end of the phone, Ji Shaorong remained silent for a moment, "... If she really did hit someone on purpose."

Ren Qian coughed in anger and hung up the phone furiously.

When Dong Chuan and Mu Zhendong arrived, Ren Jiawei’s fatigue was obvious, as she gently patted Ren Qian’s back, comforting him.

"Auntie Ren," Dong Chuan greeted Ren Jiawei politely, then shifted aside to introduce the man in a lawyer’s robe behind them to Ren Qian: "This is Lawyer Song."

Ren Qian had already heard from Ren Jiawei about lawyer Song’s formidable abilities.

He looked at Song Xi with respectful manners, asking the lawyer about the expected outcome of this court session.

"Don’t worry," Mu Zhendong, hands clasped behind his back dismissively, answered on behalf of Song Xi, "Lawyer Song is part of the ’legal A-team.’ With him here, there won’t be any surprises. Lawyer Song, if you please."

They all went in.

Bai Lian and Xiaoqi had already arrived at the plaintiff’s seat.

Xiaoqi came in a wheelchair due to his injury, while Bai Lian stood behind him, slowly pushing the wheelchair; his complexion was still pale, and he looked thin and frail.

Seeing Xiaoqi from a distance, Ren Qian opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Xiaoqi just bowed his head and looked at his lapel, ignoring everyone.

Bai Lian pushed the wheelchair to the front row and sat next to Xiaoqi, her posture erect, dressed simply yet composedly, and gave Ren Qian a faint glimpse with her deep and piercing eyes.

Ren Qian, who wanted to plead with Xiaoqi, felt his heart clench at the sight of her eyes, abruptly withdrew his gaze, and didn’t dare get any closer to Xiaoqi.

Having lost weight in just a week, Ren Wanxuan’s condition was evident, and both Ren Qian and Ren Jiawei’s eyes betrayed their heartache upon seeing her.

Especially Ren Qian, he couldn’t help but stand up, tears welling in his eyes as he looked towards Ren Wanxuan.

The court banged the gavel, "Silence!"

Ren Qian sat down.

Beside him, Mu Zhendong and Dong Chuan also looked in Bai Lian’s direction.

Mu Zhendong’s gaze settled on Bai Lian; she just sat there, hands resting beside her, eyes lowered, casually tapping on the armrest beside her, looking utterly composed and at ease.

This made Mu Zhendong furrow his brows; Mu Yining should have relayed the message to Bai Lian by now.

Thinking this, his eyes found the opposition’s lawyer—a middle-aged man who wasn’t wearing a lawyer’s suit but just a suit with a lawyer’s badge on his chest, arms folded, eyes slightly closed, not interacting with anyone.

He had quite the presence.

"Do you know him?" Mu Zhendong inquired of Dong Chuan.

Dong Chuan shook his head, "I don’t."

Nine o’clock.

The judge hammered down his gavel; he glanced at Song Xi, wanted to look at Chi Yundai, but didn’t dare, focusing straight ahead instead.

Sitting on Xiaoqi’s side, Chi Yundai opened his eyes. He glanced at Song Xi, casually adjusted his own badge, and uttered indifferently, "My client accuses the defendant of attempted murder. Here are my client’s medical records and the surveillance video."

He handed Xiaoqi’s medical records and the surveillance video to the jury.

After deliberation, the jury played it in court.

It was raining slightly on the day, making the surveillance footage blurry.

Xiaoqi stood with his back to the car on the right, about a hundred meters away. After stopping, the car suddenly accelerated away, but there was a main road to the right that Ren Wanxuan didn’t take. Instead, she clearly drove towards Xiaoqi.

Judging solely by the video, the intent to kill was obvious.

As the surveillance video was played, Mao Kun and the others on Xiaoqi’s side looked at Ren Wanxuan with terrifying eyes. freewebnσvel.cѳm

"Right here," Chi Yundai still casually directed the last segment, looking at Ren Wanxuan, "In this part, Miss Ren, you were clearly driving towards that big tree, but why did you turn the wheel to the right? And in this part, when you hit Mao Xiaoqi, the car had clearly stopped, with the wheel already on his leg, yet you still increased the accelerator at that moment?"

Ren Wanxuan looked helplessly toward her lawyer.

But Song Xi sat in his seat, motionless for a moment.