After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Wang Zhengming raised his head.

"During the custody battle, the plaintiff concealed the fact that he was divorced and used invalid state documents to deceive the educational institution and forcibly take away the minor."

"This has seriously crossed the line for the court. Once this document is submitted to the judge, the court will naturally intervene and summon her directly."

Lin Fan put down his teacup and looked at Wang Zhengming: "Then what do I need to do?"

"You don't need to do anything." Wang Zhengming leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Go to Jin Street as usual tomorrow morning, prepare the ingredients, and open for business as usual. Just pretend this never happened."

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Su Qing went to great lengths to set up this huge scheme today, sending you a text message to provoke you, just to see you lose control of your emotions and become furious."

Wang Zhengming held the pen in his hand and played with it for a moment, then succinctly saw through the other person's thoughts.

"The more anxious and frustrated you get when dealing with this kind of self-righteous person, the more smug she becomes."

"On the contrary, the calmer you are and the less you take her seriously, the more panicked she will become. Just go about your business as usual and let her drift through life; her mentality will collapse on its own."

Lin Fan understood what Wang Zhengming meant.

Strike the snake at its vital point. Su Qing wanted him to go crazy, but he remained as steady as a mountain.

I just wonder if Tuantuan is happy to see Su Qing now...

Lin Fan took a deep breath and stood up. "I understand. Thank you, Attorney Wang."

"Go home and get some rest. We'll wait for the court's response tomorrow."

Stepping out of the law firm, the night wind in Jiangcheng was still dry and cold.

Lin Fan got into the Wuling Hongguang and started the engine. The car smoothly drove into the night, heading towards Jinmao Mansion.

As long as you leave the professional tasks to the professionals, all that's left is to wait patiently.

……

The next morning.

The sky over Jiangcheng remained overcast, and the cold wind whistled softly against the glass windows.

In the dining room of the Su family villa.

Su Qing sat at the large marble dining table, rubbing her throbbing temples.

She barely slept a wink last night.

First, they waited for Lin Fan to come over until midnight, and then they were kept awake by Tuan Tuan's crying and fussing in the middle of the night.

This feeling of being completely out of control made her increasingly agitated.

The nanny, Liu Ma, came out of the kitchen carrying a tray and placed a ham sandwich and a cup of hot milk in front of Tuantuan.

Tuan Tuan sat in the dining chair, tightly hugging the strawberry bear in her arms.

The little girl's eyes were swollen like two small walnuts, clearly from crying too much yesterday. She glanced at the milk and sandwich in front of her, pursed her lips, and turned her face away.

"Tuantuan, eat breakfast." Su Qing tried her best to suppress her anger and make her voice sound gentle.

Tuantuan shook her head, her voice still thick with a nasal tone: "I don't want to eat this. I want to eat Dad's cooking."

Upon hearing this, Su Qing's fingers tightened abruptly as she gripped the coffee cup.

"This is all we have." Su Qing's voice turned serious. "Lin Yutuan, you're five years old now. Don't be so immature. I'm your mother. Would I ever hurt you?"

Tuantuan flinched, hugging her strawberry bear tightly, tears welling up in her eyes again. But she bit her lip, refusing to touch the breakfast on the table.

Su Qing took a deep breath, put down her coffee cup, and stood up.

"Aunt Liu, keep an eye on her; she'll get something to eat when she's hungry."

She strode back to the living room and picked up her phone from the sofa.

No missed calls, no text messages.

Lin Fan remained deathly silent.

Su Qing dialed Lawyer Zhang's number.

"Attorney Zhang, is there any news from Lin Fan?" Su Qing asked directly.

On the other end of the phone, Attorney Zhang's voice carried a hint of seriousness and unease.

"President Su, I was just about to report to you. Lin Fan hasn't made any moves. I just had someone check on Jin Street, and his shop is open as usual today."

Su Qing frowned: "He doesn't even care that his daughter has been taken away, yet he still has the mind to open a business? What on earth is he doing?"

"Mr. Su, this is the most unusual part," Attorney Zhang analyzed.

"Logically speaking, he couldn't possibly remain indifferent after his child was taken away. The only possibility for his calm demeanor is that Wang Zhengming is pulling the strings behind the scenes."

"Wang Zhengming is a seasoned veteran, meticulous in his actions. He must have seen through our intention to provoke Lin Fan," Attorney Zhang said anxiously.

"So what if you see through it?" Su Qing sneered. "I'm the child's biological mother. I'm taking my daughter home for a few days. Even if the police come, it's none of their business."

"That makes sense, but..." Attorney Zhang hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

"Alright, stop scaring yourself." Su Qing interrupted him. "Since he's not going to cause trouble, let's just wait and see who can outlast whom. I don't believe he really doesn't care about his daughter."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qing walked to the sofa and sat down.

Looking at Tuantuan, who was still refusing to eat in the restaurant, her frustration not only did not lessen, but became even heavier.

This feeling of powerlessness, like punching air, made her feel extremely frustrated.

……

at the same time.

Phoenix Golden Street, Lin Family Shop.

The morning rush hour has just passed.

A warm breeze wafted through the hall as diners quietly ate their noodles and rice bowls.

Su Xiaoxiao served a bowl of clear beef brisket noodles to a regular customer by the window, then turned and walked back to the bar.

She glanced at Lin Fan, who was focused on preparing ingredients in the kitchen, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

When she came to the store this morning, she found that Tuantuan was not there.

The little girl usually sits in the corner with her drawing board, but today her special high chair is empty.

Xiajiao circled the cat bed twice, but couldn't find its little owner, so it lay listlessly on the mat.

"Brother Lin, why didn't you bring Tuantuan today?" Su Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help but ask.

Lin Fan's cleaver didn't stop; the blade sliced ​​through the beef's texture, producing a dull, even sound.

"She'll stay at her mother's for a few days," Lin Fan said calmly, without any discernible emotion.

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening.

They had just finished a lawsuit a few days ago, and now they were suddenly taking the child away—this was clearly not normal visitation. But seeing Lin Fan's calm demeanor and his usual cooking and preparing meals, she didn't dare to ask too many questions.

"Oh, I see." Su Xiaoxiao nodded. "I was thinking of steaming some egg custard for her for lunch today."

"We'll steam it when she gets back." Lin Fan plated the sliced ​​beef, then turned around and wiped his hands with a rag.

He glanced at the clock on the wall.

10:30 a.m.

At this point in time, Wang Zhengming should have already arrived at the city's People's Court and met with the presiding judge.

Some things don't require him to shout them out in the street, nor do they require him to bang on the Su family's gate.

Lin Fan picked up his thermos and took a sip of water.

Outside, the cold wind howled, but inside the shop, the stove was burning brightly. The beef bone broth in the soup pot was bubbling and boiling.