Chương 63: Maybe I Was Destined to Go Through This Misfortune in Life
Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mu Chenyan looked into the mirror and smiled pitifully at herself.
In the semi-retro design hotel, the corridor was installed with copper wall lamps with exquisite carvings. When pale yellow light from the warm color frosted light bulbs shone, the fine Renaissance-themed mural along the corridor looked even more exquisite.
When Mu Chenyan came out from the toilet, at the side of the corridor that was mottled with pale yellow light, she saw the dark face of a man with wreaths of smoke swirling around him.
"Big Brother Wu?" Mu Chenyan called out.
She did not know that Wu Ze smoked.
This man usually appeared refined and gentle as the luster of jade, but in court, he was resolute and domineering, constantly defeating his opponent that the latter could not even fight back!
If it was not for Mu Chenyan's case, Wu Ze's career might have been known for never losing a lawsuit...
Now, under the wreaths of smog, he seemed to have an added touch of a ruffian's charm.
"Chenyan, let's have a chat!"
Wu Ze looked at Mu Chenyan as he sincerely invited her.
Mu Chenyan was stunned for a while. She did not know the reason Wu Ze suddenly became mellow. Recalling the moment when Yuan Xuan had secretly felt jealous at the banquet because of the rose, she drew back a little.
Observing Mu Chenyan's hesitation, Wu Ze let out a laugh. He threw the cigarette butt into the trash can at the side and strode toward Mu Chenyan.
Mu Chenyan subconsciously took a step back. "Big Brother Wu, if you've got anything to say, we can talk later..."
The light here was dim, most suitable for equivocal moments...
Her previous meetings with Wu Ze was conducted either across the glass window or in court. She had never made contact with him at such a close distance, and she was not mentally prepared to do so yet.
"Why didn't you tell me?" "Why did you hide it from me?"
Wu Ze's tone was somewhat heavy. He stopped in his tracks with a meter of distance from Mu Chenyan.
The heavy smell of wine mixed with the faint aftershave on the man assailed her nostrils.
Mu Chenyan froze on the spot and had not grasped what Wu Ze was mad about.
"In prison, there were people abusing you. Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wouldn't have let you stayed in there..."
Wu Ze's repressed roar echoed in the corridor. If the guests had not left and were walking about here, it would be difficult to not misunderstood him seeing him in this manner now!
Mu Chenyan felt a little nervous. Her eyes reddened and she said very quietly, "Big Brother Wu, no matter what, I thank you a lot!" "It's all in the past now, and it wasn't something you can control." "Haven't you constantly been doing your best and dutifully defending me?"
"I..." Wu Ze wanted to say something, but the words were stuck, and he was unable to speak.
Wu Ze wanted to tell her that if he had done his best, with his ability, the case would not have dragged on so for so long, and she would not have suffered an unrighted wrong in vain for two years!
But he could not do it.
If he admitted to that, this was equivalent to admitting his hypocrisy and deceit, which was also the same as putting himself on moral trial and burning himself!
His ever-victorious career as a lawyer would also lose its meaning. The one in prison should have been him...
"Chenyan... I'm really sorry!"
Wu Ze lowered his head suddenly and placed his hand on the mural that was full of intricate carvings. The extremely handsome and charming man was at this time like a defeated hero, miserably dispirited.
"Big Brother Wu, don't blame yourself." "The one who put me in prison wasn't you." "The ones who abused me weren't you as well." "I did not believe in fate before, but now I do." "Maybe I was destined to go through this misfortune in life."
"Am I not well and standing in front of you now?"
Mu Chenyan's gentle tone felt as if spring breeze across Wu Ze's heart.
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