Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 477 - 344, How to relieve worries? (Third update)

District Attorney’s Office.

Prosecutor Lewis called An Cheng into his office, pointing to An Cheng’s application form and fixing his gaze on An Cheng’s eyes: "Is it inappropriate to bring Little Wallace’s case to court at this time?"

An Cheng wasn’t surprised and turned her swan-like elegant neck, smiling coolly: "What’s inappropriate about it?"

Lewis frowned: "Everyone knows that Wallace and Tang Mingyi’s election race is in full swing now. By presenting Little Wallace’s case at this time, people may think you are favoring Tang Mingyi."

Lewis didn’t say much more, but the look in his eyes clearly conveyed, "I know your relationship with the Tang Family."

An Cheng shrugged her thin shoulder bones and laughed coolly: "Favor Tang Mingyi? Based on what. Besides, people can say what they want; it’s not my concern."

As An Cheng spoke, she tossed a document in front of Lewis: "This is the complete schedule of all investigations and evidence collection. Lewis, see for yourself. When to go to court is determined by the schedule. Once conditions are mature and evidence is complete, it’s naturally time for trial. As for others’ guesses, I can’t control that. The only thing I can explain to you is this schedule. I have nothing else to explain."

Lewis frowned: "An, I trust your commitment to justice. I just need to remind you, those outside the office aren’t colleagues and will have a lot of speculation about you due to this case."

An Cheng shrugged and smiled: "That’s why I’m about to become famous. I’m not afraid; let them talk."

.

When An Cheng returned to her office, she saw Jian making faces.

After asking, it turned out that Tang Yanqing had been calling persistently.

An Cheng rolled her eyes at Jian: "Didn’t I tell you not to answer?" After speaking, she wobbled away in ten-inch heels into her office.

Jian sighed and reluctantly followed her in, closing the door, and advised sincerely: "It’s not that I want to bother you, but you know his temperament. Even if you don’t answer, he keeps calling. With such a reserved personality, what can I do?"

An Cheng nodded indifferently, as if she didn’t care at all: "Go ahead and let it through. Since the secretary can’t handle it, I’ll have to as the boss."

As Jian walked out, she sighed, thinking to herself, these two stubborn people, let’s see who outlasts the other.

The call finally connected, and An Cheng calmly said: "Lawyer Tang, my apologies. I was just reprimanded by the Prosecutor Lord, who said that taking Little Wallace’s case would surely lead to speculation that I have a special relationship with your family. So I earnestly ask you to keep your distance and avoid any further contact with me in any form, not even phone calls like this."

Tang Yanxi on the other end of the line furrowed his brows: "I was just worried that you might find yourself in a difficult position because of this."

"I’m not in any difficulty," An Cheng shrugged, smiling. "I have a clear conscience, my heart is open and free, so why should I have any trouble? I’m handling Little Wallace’s case, which naturally has nothing to do with your family."

Tang Yanxi slowly breathed: "Whether you admit it or not, I still believe this reflects your intentions. Currently, my father’s situation is indeed difficult, and as long as Little Wallace’s case goes to court, my father will have a chance."

Despite Old Wallace’s humble and sincere demeanor before the media, both Tang Yanxi and An Cheng were aware of Little Wallace’s true nature. Once Little Wallace took the stand and revealed his true colors, all of Old Wallace’s previous efforts before the media would come to naught.

An Cheng’s gaze drifted for a moment but quickly returned as she smiled coolly: "Save it, Lawyer Tang. I need to work, and from the next second, please avoid any contact with me."

An Cheng hung up the phone on Tang Yanxi and then contacted Xiang Yuan, who was Little Wallace’s lawyer: "The court schedule is out; you must have been notified, Lawyer Xiang. We’ll see each other in court again. But I hear you’ve been pretty overwhelmed lately—don’t lose to me and then claim you couldn’t focus."

Xiang Yuan also laughed: "Rest assured, Chief An, no matter how overwhelmed, I will give my utmost effort in cooperation."

An Cheng smirked and put down the phone.

.

Xiang Yuan put away his phone, walked into the hospital, showed his credentials to the officer guarding the ward, and then entered Lu Zhao’s room.

Xiang Yuan showed Lu Zhao two documents, "Shi Nian signed, agreeing not to press charges or seek compensation; Rosa signed as well. However, Rosa has one condition—she wants you to withdraw from Huatai Hall. She will purchase your shares with her own funds."

"Senior, you also understand that if Rosa presses charges, your assault would be a felony. So you must weigh carefully whether to accept her terms."

Lu Zhao looked momentarily dejected.

It wasn’t surprising to him that Shi Nian wouldn’t press charges, but Rosa not pressing charges caught him off guard.

After all, he had hurt her so deeply before.

Seeing Lu Zhao’s silence, Xiang Yuan couldn’t help but let his gaze grow cold: "Even Mr. Huangfu couldn’t hold back, your behavior infuriated him. I feel the same. How could you harm Shi Nian, and how could you dare do such a thing to Rosa! Lu Zhao, although I am your lawyer, I must say: you are truly despicable!"

"Rosa didn’t press charges and only made this one request, and you’re still hesitating? You’ve really surpassed my limits of understanding."

Lu Zhao’s face turned pale: "A Yuan, you’ve misunderstood me. I’m not hesitating because I want to refuse; I want to say I won’t take her money. I’ll give her all my shares. At least, it’s a small recompense for what I did to her. Although I know it’s not enough, it’s all I have now."

Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?"

Lu Zhao gave a bitter smile and lowered his head: "A Yuan, you were right to scold me—I’m scum. So, even you wouldn’t believe that I truly cared for her? I just... I was unwilling to accept that even knowing you didn’t love her, she couldn’t let go of you; even coming to me, she only saw me as spare."

He shook his head, and his smile grew more bitter: "She didn’t know how long I’ve been by her side, only able to watch her from a distance. Actually, back then, you and I first noticed her at that party together—it was I who led you toward her. Remember? So many people were there, beautifully dressed, and she stood in the crowd, yet we both caught sight of her immediately. She wore a form-fitting sapphire blue floor-length gown with deep V-necklines, so beautiful, so proud, yet lonely."

"Expecting someone to approach, yet her own aloofness scared them away. Then I said to you: ’Look, that’s Rosa, Morgan Bank’s youngest Financial Services Manager. She can surely be of help to our Huatai Hall.’"

"That’s when you approached her... I saw her before you, knew her longer; but once she saw you stepping over, from then on, she only had eyes for you."

Xiang Yuan stood frozen, staring wide-eyed at Lu Zhao.

Right, if not for Lu Zhao mentioning it now, he would’ve long forgotten. Or rather, at that time, he didn’t even notice the tone and look Lu Zhao had. All he wanted was to find a financial partner for Huatai Hall’s development, distracted by nothing else.

Lu Zhao laughed: "So you see why I’m filled with hatred? Hatred for my own powerlessness, hatred for being just a lackey assigned by Mr. Huangfu to be your assistant, your sidekick, unable to claim anything for myself. Later, whenever I was with Rosa, those grudges came back, and I lashed them out at her."

"Honestly, I can’t quite explain whether I hated her, you, Mr. Huangfu, or fate itself. I—I recklessly vented all that hatred onto her alone. In the end, I let her down, and I let down my initial feelings... from the first glance."

Lu Zhao shed tears, pounding on his head with his fists.

"Sorry, A Yuan, sorry, Shi Nian, sorry, Rosa..."

Xiang Yuan felt a surge of tumult within, then shook his head: "You don’t need to apologize to me. How much better am I than you? Back then, I was just a scoundrel too, focused only on expanding my career and exploiting her feelings."

"Even after I got married, I was with her... I hurt Shi Nian, and I hurt her."

"I am a worse scoundrel than you."

Lu Zhao looked up slowly, gazing at Xiang Yuan in disbelief.

Xiang Yuan had always been the perfect man, never willing to admit fault. Could this really be him now?

Xiang Yuan awkwardly shook his head, a bitter smile on his lips: "When a scoundrel finally realizes he’s scum, maybe it means he’s reached a point where he wants to turn his life around and come back from it?"

But just when he’s ready to mend his ways, those he lost on the journey won’t be waiting for him anymore.

.

As night fell, Jieyou walked into the room with a doll, placed it on his large bed, and climbed up with effort using his little legs.

He smiled, wanting to help, but Jieyou waved him away, determined to make it up to the four-poster bed herself.