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She quickly splashed her face with water and then opened the wardrobe, staring blankly at the clothes on the hangers for a full five minutes. After much deliberation, she finally reached out and took down a little pink dress.
This dress was a gift from Qiao Shuzhen for her coming-of-age ceremony. It was beautiful, but Yao Nian found it uncomfortable to wear, so she had never put it on.
Changing into the dress, Yao Nian stood in front of the mirror and lightly brushed the hem. The dress was exquisitely tailored, with mini pleats at the waist that accentuated her figure, making her waist appear slender and elongated.
Is this too extravagant?
Suddenly, Yao Nian snapped out of her reverie. What was she doing? It was just a family dinner!
She quickly changed out of the dress and pulled out the simplest white shirt and a pair of jeans from the wardrobe.
Aunt Li came to urge her again midway, and Yao Nian hadn’t even had time to tie her hair up. She hastily ran her fingers through it before heading downstairs.
The dining table in the villa was a long rectangular banquet table stretching five meters, adorned with a crystal chandelier that seemed low enough to bump one’s head.
Yao Nian had complained more than once about Yao Zhandong's gaudy taste; only he could afford such impractical furniture. When people sat at either end, they had to speak through a microphone to be heard.
Yao Zhandong sat at the head of the table and frowned upon seeing Yao Nian come downstairs. Why was she up so late? What time did she come home last night?
Yao Nian sat down opposite Shen Du, her expression slightly unnatural as she replied that she would return after dinner.
Watching her lie without batting an eye, Shen Du remained calm, seemingly not intending to expose her.
Yao Nian quietly relaxed.
Yao Zhandong cleared his throat and introduced her to Shen Du: "Lawyer Shen, this is my daughter Yao Nian."
Yao Nian thought Yao Zhandong must have drunk too much; he had introduced them just yesterday.
Wait, she suddenly realized, looking at Shen Du in surprise: "Lawyer Shen?"
Shen Du smiled slightly. "I’m the lawyer hired by President Yao."
Yao Nian understood now; no wonder he had asked her why she studied law yesterday.
However, it was strange that Yao Zhandong's company clearly had a professional legal team—what kind of lawsuit required hiring an additional lawyer?
Distractedly sipping her soup, Yao Nian only ate a small piece of the sauce duck Aunt Li had specially prepared for her, occasionally glancing at the man across from her.
"Let’s try to mediate as much as possible," Yao Zhandong said. "I need to go to Huaihai soon for a financing deal; I don’t have time to waste on this."
Shen Du looked at Yao Nian, hesitating as if he wanted to say something but held back.
Yao Zhandong waved his hand dismissively. "She’s not a child anymore; she knows I’m divorced from her mother."
Yao Nian's gaze flickered back and forth between the two, and she suddenly understood. Shen Du was the lawyer that Yao Zhandong had hired to handle the divorce case with Qiao Shuzhen.
Yao Zhandong had grand intentions; he owned countless properties and assets. According to the shared marital property laws, Qiao Shuzhen could walk away with at least half. Naturally, Yao Zhandong was unwilling to split the empire he had built over the years with Qiao Shuzhen, which was why he had brought Shen Du all the way here.
"Mr. Yao," Shen Du set down his chopsticks. "I have also communicated with Ms. Qiao, and I believe there is room for negotiation."
After saying this, he glanced at Yao Nian with a hint of concern. To his surprise, the girl was casually sipping her soup, seemingly indifferent to the conversation, a reaction Shen Du had not anticipated.
In the next moment, she put down her spoon and stood up, dragging her chair across the marble floor with a harsh scraping sound. "I’m full; you can talk slowly," she said.
Shen Du paused mid-sentence as the girl's figure quickly disappeared upstairs.
"Such a lack of manners," Yao Zhandong leaned back against the dining table and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, biting down on it. "Forget about her; continue."
Shen Du cleared his throat. "Aside from cash, Ms. Qiao's demands include the property on Yuanjiang East Road and that apartment in Shanghai. My suggestion is..." He paused for a second before continuing, "If you are unwilling to transfer it directly to her, you could transfer it to Yao Nian's name."
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