Mo Yongheng stood beside his lawyer, his face expressionless and both hands tucked inside his pockets.
Upon hearing Zheng Yan's voice, his eyes flickered slightly and he instinctively turned to look in her direction. Little did he expect her to charge right into his arms.
Without thinking, he opened his arms to receive her.
Just as he was in shock over her throwing herself at him, he heard her let out a cry of ouch and hurriedly looked at her.
"Where did you knock?"
"Everywhere. Why is every part of you so firm? Luckily my nose is real. Otherwise, it'd definitely turn crooked from such a knock…" Zheng Yan reached out to rub her nose as she complained.
She seemed to have twisted her leg in the process as well.
Why was she so unlucky?
