Momo's nose is easily blocked, and she can easily choke when drinking milk. She has too many trivial things to do during the day. At night, Momo often cries. Tingli wants to cry during that kind of life, and can't sleep a full night. It's helpless. Tingli can only push the cart and wander around the downstairs of the community in the middle of the night.
Later, when Tingli was so tired that as soon as she touched the pillow, corpses, graves, ghosts, and coffins immediately appeared in her head... She seemed to be conscious, but she couldn't open her eyes. Every time she struggled to get up, her hands were shaking violently with fear. She often wondered if there would be similar signs before people died.
In any case, although there were only two family members, Momo's personality was very sunny.
It can even be said that she was a little overbearing. She liked to snatch things. Even if they were a little older than her, she would snatch them and run away. If she couldn't run, she would just throw them as far as she could. Momo was tall and strong and looked like a four or five-year-old girl, so there were actually many children in the community who were afraid of her.
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Now, Tingli is walking alone on the road dragging her suitcase, but Momo is not by her side. Her hair is blown high by the cold wind, and she feels indescribably uncomfortable as if a heavy stone is blocking her. Her eye bags are always red and swollen, and she feels weak all over, but her condition will never allow her to be weak.
She must cheer up, must be full of fighting spirit, must rush to Detroit, must track down Momo's whereabouts. There are two clues now. The first is LM hypermarket, and the other is of course XX Law Firm. If she has to sue to get her daughter back, then she will go all out.
Like a magnet, she attracts thousands of people who dream of making a living. It is nostalgic and modern, rich in oriental charm and Western flavor, and fascinating. People are attracted by her culture, history, humanities, and all the momentum and vitality shown by this city in becoming a world-class metropolis.
She is also like a dazzling pearl on the coast of the western Pacific Ocean, charming but not without mystery. Here, there are tall buildings, a developed economy, crowds of people, and a life of luxury. One foot is in the clouds, and the other foot is in hell. There are opportunities everywhere, and there are quagmires everywhere.
In the afternoon, the sky suddenly snowed. It was very fine and thin, mixed with raindrops, fluttering, falling to the ground, and melting with the rain.
Tingli held a black umbrella and hurriedly shuttled on the crosswalk. She had just got off the train, quickly deposited her heavy suitcase, and rushed to XX Law Firm without stopping.
This was her only purpose for coming here. Because she walked too fast, her trouser legs were already soaked. Compared with the noble ladies who occasionally passed by her, her complexion was inevitably a little embarrassed. Under the black umbrella, in the rain, she was cold all over.
It was not until she entered the office and walked into the lobby on the first floor that the cold feeling of winter was completely relieved. After entering, Tingli temporarily put the umbrella in the corner and took out the brown file bag from her shoulder bag.
The young girl in charge of the front desk took her upstairs without saying anything when she saw the file in her hand, walked through a large office hall, and walked into a well-decorated suite.
"Sit down first, Lawyer Henry will be here in a while."
"Oh." Tingli nodded, took the file, and sat down on the sofa, looking around. This suite is a hundred square meters in size, with broad-leaved plants in the corners. In addition, there is only a set of red modular sofas, a sanded glass coffee table, and an automatic coffee machine, which looks very spacious.
"Would you like some water?" she asked again.
"Then pour me a cup of tea, thank you."
"Wait a minute!"
Sitting on the sofa, Tingli's eyes could not help but stare at the automatic coffee machine on the other side. If it weren't for Momo suddenly appearing, perhaps she would still be sitting in an office struggling today.
While she was in a daze, the glass door of the suite was suddenly pushed open, and a tall man about 35 years old walked in, with a little natural curly hair.
"Hello, I am Henry." He spoke after entering the door.
Tingli handed over the file bag in her hand and said straight to the point: "I want to find the client of this contract."
"I'm sorry, I will be the agent of this case. If you have any questions, just tell me directly."
"I can't tell you about the current problem," Tingli frowned, "My daughter was suddenly taken away by a stranger, and I must see her immediately."
"Uh, Miss Tingli Smith!" Lawyer, He changed his posture and continued, "You may need to pay a little attention to the wording. According to the original contract, this daughter, whether legally or physiologically, belongs to my client's child."
"You don't plan to give your daughter to me?" Tingli's expression sank.
"I'm afraid there are no plans in this regard."
"Why?" Tingli couldn't help but get angry, "Don't forget, I'm the one who gave birth to her and raised her. No matter where she goes, she is my child."
"As a lawyer, I suggest you don't go to court!" He smiled, "First of all, this contract is completely valid. You tore up the contract first and took away the large advance payment paid by my client in advance.
Secondly, you did not fill in the household registration for the child in time, but my client has the child's original birth certificate and the household registration in this city. Moreover, you don't even have a stable job. Miss Smith, do you have any income?"