Six o'clock, the gatekeeper led Lawyer Zhang directly to the old lady's bedroom.
Born into a family of great esteem, even though the years had worn on her, the old madam would usually receive guests in the downstairs hall or study with proper decorum, unless in such special circumstances. Now, sitting in her bedroom meeting people was a first in her life.
"Madam, I heard you were not feeling well?" Lawyer Zhang had been woken early in the morning by a call from Mother Zhang. On the way here, he had already checked the information and had a good idea why the old lady had summoned him urgently. He was well aware that even if he rushed about, it would be difficult to turn things around for Sheng Jing. Therefore, he pretended to be dispirited and not fully awake, hoping to pass this hot potato to someone else—to avoid getting tainted.
The old madam Sheng had seen all walks of life with her insightful eyes. How could she not understand what Lawyer Zhang was up to?
