Yan Rusheng smiled and stopped teasing her. "Alright, let's stop talking about this or your thoughts will run wild again.
He released her hand, turned over, and got out of the bed.
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It was no longer a secret that Second Master Yan's court case would begin early in the morning. A group of reporters was already waiting outside the court.
Two Yan family cars arrived one after another.
Yan Weiye's family occupied one car, while Yan Rusheng's family were in the other.
The car door opened, and Jiang Qinglian got off. After a tormenting week, she looked dreadfully haggard and pallid.
The reporters were like cats getting a whiff of its prey, rushing forward when they caught sight of her family. They even had blocked their way.
