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"Of course, my dear wife, I will definitely follow your orders," Li Bo replied readily.
After a long period of torment and waiting, the case regarding Zhang Tian's harassment and defamation finally reached a conclusion. One morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains and illuminated Dai Xinyi's face as her phone rang.
On the other end of the line was her attorney, Huang Lei, speaking in a calm and solemn tone. When she heard the court's ruling that Zhang Tian was guilty of harassment and defamation, she let out a deep sigh, as if a heavy stone that had weighed on her heart for days had finally been lifted.
Huang Lei patiently explained the details of the ruling to her, emphasizing that this outcome was largely due to the evidence she provided and the cooperation from various parties. Zhang Tian now faced unavoidable legal consequences and would have to bear the repercussions of his actions.
After hanging up the phone, Dai Xinyi fell into a brief moment of contemplation. The emotions that had been suppressed for so long poured out like a flood; her hand relaxed, causing her phone to slip from her grasp and fall onto the sofa. The initial feelings of fear and helplessness seemed to lose their flavor in an instant, much like the cold cup of coffee sitting on the table beside her. It felt as though everything had been painted with warmth and tranquility by the gentle morning sunlight.
However, she understood the complexities of life; this resolution did not signify an end to everything. While she could not definitively say that Zhang Tian would no longer impact her life, at least for now, this conclusion brought her a sense of peace.
Meanwhile, Fang Jing Shu's life seemed to enter a new phase. Li Bo continued to diligently play his role as a supportive partner. He knew that his wife had been extremely busy with her new position at work, so he devoted himself entirely to supporting her.
He took care of everything with great care, hiding his efforts in every corner of their daily lives. Under the dim light of the evening lamp, he stared blankly at the adjustable desk lamp for a while. The cushions on the sofa were wrinkled from being squeezed tightly, reflecting his growing unease.
Fang Jing Shu felt pressure mounting and threw herself deeper into her work. The upcoming project at her company was an unprecedented challenge, and she did everything in her power to ensure its success.
Her boss's trust in her left no room for complacency. Coordination among various departments and discussions with distant clients required meticulous compromise. She gradually realized that she was straddling the intersection of confidence and pressure.
One evening, after working late into the night, Fang Jing Shu prepared to leave the office when she spotted Li Bo waiting downstairs for quite some time. Holding a tray in his hands, he gazed at her through the car window; that familiar sense of security seemed to rise from deep within him.
"I'm sorry for making you wait so long," she said as she hurried into the car, slightly out of breath.
"It's fine; you're busy with important work. It's only right that I wait for you," Li Bo replied as he started the car, neon lights reflecting off his calm face.
The atmosphere in the car gradually filled with a soothing warmth after a brief silence. It was as if the damp yet slightly cool air had undergone a chemical reaction that unlocked molecules, making every scent come alive.
At that moment, she was unaware that life was stirring with an undercurrent; she wondered how long this tranquility would last.
Fang Jing Shu quietly gazed out at the street scenery through the window, her thoughts drifting beneath the straight birch branches. She pondered Zhang Tian's fate but thought more about how their lives were inevitably falling into a new rhythm once again.
From the moment she heard about the ruling, unseen tides were quietly rising at their boundaries. Dai Xinyi chose to ignore her emotional losses; instead, she embraced a rebirth-like salvation. She immersed herself in the changing times, capturing fleeting moments of clarity while continuously reorganizing her life.
As Dai Xinyi pushed open the door to a café, a rich aroma of coffee mingled with sweet pastries wafted toward her. She found a seat by the window; winter sunlight streamed through the glass onto her, bringing a touch of warmth.
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