"What you care about!" he replied.
Tingli opened the envelope in confusion, and to her shock, it was a photo, a photo of Momo.
When Tingli's eyes came into contact with Momo's smiling face in the photo, she could no longer hold back. The anxiety, worry, and fear for three consecutive days suddenly turned into a burst of sadness and a sudden strange discomfort.
The lawyer looked at her suddenly twitching expression in surprise. To be honest, for a man, he couldn't quite understand why a few photos could make a woman so flustered.
The photos captured Momo's smiling face, lying on the bed, with her mouth open because of someone or something, shaking a book in her hand. She likes to be funny, knocking on the table with her hands clenched, tearing newspapers with her teeth clenched, or staring at adults and grinning.
Looking at the photos, Tingli seemed to be looking at her standing in front of her, vivid and alive.
"You should be able to see that he dotes on her very much." He spoke again, "Think about it yourself, is it possible for him to return his daughter to you after getting her with great difficulty? You... Although it's a bit unkind of me to say this, now that things have come to this, the child is in his hands.
With your current situation, let alone a lawsuit, your future life will be a problem. Just treat it as fulfilling the original contract, forget the child, return to normal life, get married, work, and he can pay the remaining surrogacy fee."
Tingli squinted at him and asked coldly, "How did you forget?"
"I can't do anything!" He shrugged.
"Well, it seems I have wasted a lot of time. Let's meet at the police station." Tingli stood up and walked to the door without delay. He suddenly reminded me, "Ms. Smith, even if you go to the police station, they can't help you get your child back."
"At least they can let me tell where she is!" Tingli snorted.
"Do you want the news media to follow her around all day and report on her?"
"I don't think she's that entertaining!"
After a moment of silence, he stopped talking and finally frowned. Tingli didn't understand why he suddenly fell silent, but, she was naturally very reluctant to solve the problem through the police station. After all, surrogacy itself was not a glorious thing, and she was afraid that Momo would know about it and cast a shadow on her in the future.
After leaving the office, Tingli was not in a hurry to go to the police station. She stood at the door of the office, staring at the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going on the road until she suddenly felt a slight cramp in her stomach.
She remembered that she went out too early in the morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast. She was already hungry. Looking around, there was a Soy Milk King opposite, and Tingli hurriedly trotted across the crosswalk.
Before she could sit down after running into the restaurant, she accidentally looked up and saw Attorney Henry Philip from the opposite building suddenly walk out of the door, still holding a briefcase in his arms and shaking a black car key in his hand, and walking to the parking lot behind the building.
Seeing this, Tingli's heart suddenly moved. He left the law firm now, most likely to meet a client. The question is, could this client be the person she is looking for?
Without thinking too much, Tingli hurried out and quickly stopped a taxi and got in. After a while, she saw him driving a dark green car around the corner. At this time, the taxi driver asked, "Where are you going?" Tingli pointed to the car that had just driven out and said, "Help me catch the dark green car, and be quick."
"Okay!"
As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, his listless expression immediately became interested. When encountering such a thing, his first reaction was that his wife was catching him cheating, which suddenly added a little spice and excitement to his originally boring work.
The dark green car in front was not driving fast, always keeping at about 50 yards, and the taxi driver followed easily. After passing four or five blocks, it suddenly stopped in front of a store and parked on the side of the road. He quickly got out of the car and walked into the store. This was a clothing boutique.
"Miss, do you want to get off?" The driver also stopped on the other side of the avenue and asked.
"No, wait a minute." Tingli shook her head.
In just five or six minutes, he walked out of the store, and a moment later he drove back onto the motorway. The taxi driver looked at Tingli in the rearview mirror and couldn't help saying: "Miss, do you want to go to the store first and ask the clerk what he did when he went in?"
"No need, just keep following."
The car continued to move forward, and the two cars kept a distance of two or three cars in front and behind. When passing an underground passage, the dark green car couldn't help but gradually speed up and then drove directly onto an elevated road. The taxi driver hurriedly said: "He is going to the Bridge, are you still going to follow?"
"It doesn't matter, let's go!" After saying that, Tingli flipped through her wallet. She didn't bring much with her when she left in the morning, but there should be enough for the fare. Traffic is more congested than in other cities, but it is a different story on the elevated road, especially now that it is past rush hour.
Cars run until they see the Oriental Pearl Tower, and then they slow down again. The traffic situation is immediately different after getting off the elevated road. There are extremely wide and modern avenues intersecting in all directions.