fake marriage trial

Chapter 72
"Lawyer Ling, are you laughing at me?"

Zhang Kezhen asked sensitively.

"No, I just think that if Mr. Lin knows that you have this idea, he won't be so entangled."

Ling Fei said.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, you can refer to it later, I won't say much, Mrs. Lin, I'm busy now, if you want me to help you draft the divorce agreement, I can give it to you now, otherwise, go home and have a good time Let's see how your husband is doing."

"Give me a draft, and I'll pay you attorney fees."

Zhang Kezhen said.

Ling Fei didn't say much, and drafted a divorce agreement according to Zhang Kezhen's request, printed it out, and handed it to her, saying that if Lin Jiaming agreed to sign it, the two could go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for a smooth divorce.

Zhang Kezhen left with two agreements.

Ling Fei looked at the back of her leaving, and found that her steps were quite relaxed, not as heavy as Lin Jiaming's.

This made her a little puzzled, and couldn't help thinking about Zhang Kezhen's appearance just now. On the surface, she looked elegant, but in fact, she was a bit of a vixen.

Will Lin Jiaming be kept in the dark about something?

*
"Attorney Ling, that's very kind. Your husband checked me and said that the lymph nodes on my neck are just ordinary lymphomas, not incurable lymph node cancers. You just need a little surgery, or take some medicine Traditional Chinese medicine can eliminate it.”

Ling Fei received a happy call from Lin Jiaming, "I really don't know what to use to express my gratitude to you two."

"Diagnosed?"

"Yes, confirmed."

Lin Jiaming continued to say happily, "I originally questioned your husband's medical skills, so I went to the oncology department of the Second Hospital for an examination. They also said that mine was just a benign lymphoma, nothing terrible, as long as I Pay attention to diet, rest and exercise, and your body will not be affected at all."

"Then do you still want a divorce?"

Thinking of Zhang Kezhen's performance just now, Ling Fei couldn't help asking.

"Of course I won't get a divorce. As you said, in this world, maybe I am the only one who can truly love and care for her. How can I let her suffer beside other men?"

Lin Jiaming said.

"However, your wife just took a divorce agreement from me. I don't know if you will feel uncomfortable after seeing it."

"Did she look for you? You didn't tell her about me, did you?"

"No, I am obliged to protect the privacy of customers. However, I will not refuse another customer's request."

"Well, did she say anything to you? Is she very reluctant to part with me?"

"You can judge for yourself. However, I can tell you that the contents of the divorce agreement, you will have to see it sooner or later anyway, and it is not an exposure of privacy."

"What's the content?"

"I want you to leave the house and give her [-] a month in alimony after the divorce. Mr. Lin, I'm a little curious, how much money do you make a month?"

"My monthly salary is only [-] to [-], which is not a lot."

"Then she will have [-] yuan."

"Usually I hand over all my wages to her. She only gives me 2000 yuan a month as pocket money. However, she takes care of everything at home, including my clothes, shoes and hats."

"As a man, can I use 2000 yuan pocket money?"

Ling Fei was surprised. After all, he was not a dick who could only earn a few thousand yuan a month, but someone who could earn thirty to fifty thousand yuan.

"It's enough. Except for the company's social entertainment, I don't have any personal social activities. Most of them go home to accompany her after get off work."

"You are really a good man."

"As a man, once he marries a wife, he has the obligation to be a good husband. Otherwise, why would a delicate girl marry you?"

"Your wife is really lucky. You know, in this world, many men marry their wives back not for love, but for helping him to have children and do housework, and even for bullying and abuse."

"You have also seen my wife, do you think she is beautiful, smart, elegant and delicate?"

"Fortunately."

Seeing Lin Jiaming showing off his wife to her like a treasure, she couldn't help shaking her head secretly.

I hope her judgment of Zhang Kezhen is wrong, not what she imagined.

"I think she is the best woman in the world. Even a woman with a beautiful temperament like Lawyer Ling is not as good as her."

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But, Mr. Lin, won't you be angry if she is so demanding on divorce?"

"No, I won't get a divorce anyway. That agreement doesn't make much sense either."

Lin Jiaming said, "I won't talk to you now, I want to go home and explain my previous situation to her, saying that we don't want to divorce again, and we want to be together for the rest of our lives and never separate."

"Well, I wish you happiness for a long time."

Ling Fei sincerely wished him as he did to Chen Ni, and hoped that all the kind, pure and affectionate people in this world would not be let down.

"Thank you, Attorney Ling."

*
Ling Fei saw a news feed of a homicide case popped up on her mobile phone, so she clicked on it, and saw the mosaic of the deceased and her surname, her heart sank with a thud.

According to that Cheng's surname, that white cotton and linen suit, and that long hair, it feels like Cheng Tianqing.

According to the news push, the cause of death of the deceased is temporarily unknown, and the landlord who came to chase the rent just happened to find out, so he quickly called the police.

Ling Fei's hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, her mind went blank, she was sweating profusely, and she had an ominous premonition.

It just so happened that the phone rang at this time, and it was Gu Nanfeng's call.

She hesitated to connect, and her voice trembled slightly, "Mr. Gu, what's the matter?"

"Really, can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

"no no."

"I want to ask you, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Whatever, I don't choose."

"Don't you know that these random words are difficult for people who cook?"

"Mr. Gu, have you seen the local news feed?"

Ling Fei hesitated for a moment, but finally asked.

"I don't have these notifications on my phone, what's wrong? What's the big news?"

Gu Nanfeng asked.

"I'll send it to you to see."

Ling Fei sent him the news just now, "I suspect that the deceased is Cheng Tianqing, what do you think?"

After a while, Gu Nanfeng's voice disappeared, and she felt even more uneasy.

Although Cheng Tianqing hates him, she doesn't want her dead.

"Mr. Gu, is that her?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but called him back to ask.

"It should be."

Gu Nanfeng replied.

Although she had a premonition for a long time, her heart sank again with a thud, and she took a deep breath, "How could it be? Is she sick?"

　【My aunt is here, I have a severe migraine, do you have this problem? 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)