The visiting time was 10 o'clock on Friday morning. Chen Ting did not follow Lin Chen and the man he had met a few days ago, Lian Jue's lawyer, went to the detention center together.

Chen Ting never thought that seeing Lian Jue again would be in such a situation.

Lian Jue was brought by the prison guard and sat down opposite him through a layer of glass that was two centimeters thick. He saw Chen Tingwei next to the lawyer. He had a moment of change in his eyes, but it was extremely subtle and could not be understood by Chen Tingwei.

Chen Tingwei could only see that Lian Jue had lost weight, but he couldn't think that a week's life in the detention center should not make him lose weight to the point where he could see it at a glance. He guessed that perhaps it was because Lian Jue had not met for more than a month.

Lin Chen made a very helpless expression, but did not pick up the call device, and said to him with his lips: News.

Lian Jue nodded and looked back.

He did not say hello to Chen Tingwei, and Chen Tingwei did not speak.

There are many very important things for lawyers to confirm with Lian Jue. Chen Ting stood behind the lawyer silently, his eyes passing through the glass to look at Lian Jue.

Chen Ting didn't want to come in on the road ahead for a while. He thought Lian Jue would not want him to see his embarrassing moment. When he saw Lian Jue with his own eyes, Chen Ting Wei developed another strange mentality. Lian Jue is everywhere, and the word "生" seems to not exist in him at all.

Even in the detention center, Lian Jue still sat upright, spoke slowly, and his expression did not change much from the time when Chen Ting had not seen him. Apart from the green stubble that could not be shaved off in time, there was no obvious sign of haggardness.

Criminal detention does not require shaving, but there are probably no conditions to take care of it in the detention center. Lian Jue's hair is not too short, and he is usually fixed with hair spray, but now it falls down and slightly covers his forehead, reducing some maturity for him out of thin air, but also has a blue stubble on his chin, giving people a contradictory sense of age.

Perhaps Chen Tingwei's eyes were too much, Lian Jue raised his eyes during the conversation with the lawyer and met his somewhat straightforward eyes.

Chen Ting had no time to dodge for a while, so he had to look back and silently apologize for disturbing their conversation: Sorry.

Lian Jue did not retract his gaze, as if he had not understood his mouth shape. Chen Tingwei had to point to the lawyer slightly and remind him to concentrate.

But it was obvious that Lian Jue's attention was not distracted by him, and he answered the lawyer's questions on the phone device without pause.

"Now, the main reason is that the production chain of the overseas company under your name overlaps with some of the original equipment manufacturers in the Fengjue production chain. If Chen is tampering with this, it will probably be very troublesome." The lawyer told him.

"What if I could provide the turnover for each order?" Lian Jue turned his gaze away from Chen Tingwei's face.

"Lin Zhuo has asked the company to send me the flow of information, and it is now being checked by a dedicated person..."

Chen Ting was not worried about disturbing them again, so he took a few steps back and sat down on the lounge chair beside the wall of the reception room.

He began to regret agreeing to Lin Chen's invitation to visit. Lin Chen probably didn't know their marital status and took him to visit Lian Jue out of kindness, but he himself knew that he and Lian Jue were just a formal marriage, so what's the point of his appearance here?

But after seeing Lian Jue's mental state was pretty good, Chen Ting had to admit it. He suddenly felt relieved - at least it calmed down his heart rhythm that could not sleep or eat for a few days.

After a while, Lin Chen suddenly called him.

Chen Ting didn't raise his head and looked at him in confusion: "Time is here?"

Lin Chen's expression became a little strange. He said to Chen Ting: "No, there are ten minutes left."

"Ah." Chen Ting looked at him without any clarity.

Lin Chen looked back at Lian Jue, then hesitated to Chen Tingwu: "...Don't you talk to President Lian for a while?"

Chen Tingwei realized what he meant and quickly stood up.

The lawyer specially set aside ten minutes for him. Although he didn't know why Lian Jue agreed, Chen Ting didn't feel a little sorry for this. He said to the lawyer: "I'm disturbing you."

The lawyer smiled at him and gave up his seat, while he sat back to the position where Shen Tingwei had just sat down to sort out the evidence.

Chen Tingwei was a little confused. He didn't know what to say to Lian Jue for a while, and then he wanted to ask why Lian Jue gave him so much money. Are you not afraid that he would run away with the money?

He sat down opposite Lian Jue, picked up the call device, but his eyes paused when he raised his head: "...What's wrong with your face?"

He was standing behind the lawyer just now, and his vision was limited. Now in front of Lian Jue, he noticed that there was a very red mark on Lian Jue's right side near the tragus, which was a little swollen and looked like a scar.

There was an unnatural reaction on Lian Jue's face for a moment, and it was caught by Chen Ting without sensitivity. He looked at Lian Jue, frowned tightly, and his tone was a little hesitant: "... Have you been beaten inside?"

Lian Jue didn't expect that he would ask such an incredible question. He looked at him for a while and said, "Now it is a society ruled by law."

Chen Ting's frown did not relax, as if he was questioning his words. Lian Jue looked at him speechlessly: "Your imagination is too rich - you just accidentally touched it."

When he was washing up yesterday morning, he miscalculated the height of the rack where the teeth were placed. After washing his face, he stood up and accidentally cut the hole on his right ear with a sharp edge of the metal frame of the rack. The wound was very small, because he was the kind of constitution that would turn red after being injured, which led to obvious scars.

But he had no intention of explaining to Chen Ting - the reason for his injury sounded too stupid.

Chen Tingwei probably didn't fully believe his words, his eyes were doubtful, but he nodded.

Don’t want to stay on this issue too much, Lian Jue was silent for a while, not very good at changing the topic, and said a little stiffly: “You are fat.”

"Hmm?" Chen Ting touched his face without any notice, "Are you fat?"

Lian Jue looked at him for a while and felt that his movements were very stupid. He raised his chin lightly, and his gaze was slightly lowered: "Belly."

Chen Ting was not a little surprised after realizing what he meant. Today he wore a loose cotton shirt and looked carefully in the mirror before going out. He was sure that it could cover his lower abdomen well. However, he could still see it at a glance. It was still through such a layer of glass - it was obvious that Chang Kaixin, who was traveling with him, could not even pay attention to it.

"It's been more than three months." Chen Ting did not explain the reason to him.

Lian Jue said: "I know."

Chen Ting didn't know how to answer his words, and was a little silent for a moment. After a while, he said, "You can already hear the baby's heartbeat."

Lian Jue quickly said "um", as if he didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything.

Chen Ting didn't see his expression that had not changed much, and felt inexplicably disappointed again, and followed Lian Jue to "um" softly.

The atmosphere fell into familiar silence again. Chen Ting stared at the marble table in front of the glass without lowering his eyes and began to think about why this ten minutes was so long.

A voice suddenly came from the earpiece: "...what does it look like?"

Chen Tingwei couldn't react immediately, and looked up at Lian Jue: "Hmm? What?"

Lian Jue glanced at him, paused, and said, "Heartbeat."

Chen Ting looked at him for a moment without blinking his eyes, as if he had just recovered from that strange mood, and repeated somewhat slowly: "Ah, heartbeat."

He "well" for a while, feeling that the unforgettable sound he had become hard to describe at this moment, so he used a very stupid way to mimic the frequency of the fetal heartbeat: "Pu, pu, pu--"

After a short period of time, Chen Tingwei suddenly read some unpositive words from Lian Jue's eyes, and then realized that his behavior was too funny now - Lian Jue's failure to laugh probably also came from good self-cultivation.

He stopped awkwardly and said to Lian Jue: "They don't let them come in with their phones, otherwise I'll show you the video."

Fortunately, Lian Jue did not comment on his "performance" that seemed not very smart, but just nodded, otherwise Chen Ting would not be able to sit here politely like this and continue talking to him.

Chen Ting didn't lick his lips that felt dry because his face was very hot. He lowered his eyes slightly, did not continue to read Lian Jue, and said softly: "It's very regular, very powerful,...and wonderful."

A light and fast sound of air appeared in the receiver sticking to his ear. Chen Ting was stunned for a moment, and then raised his head to confirm whether Lian Jue smiled.

But Lian Jue is the kind of person who is very good at managing emotions. Chen Ting didn't see anything, so he had to judge in his heart that he had heard it wrong.

The visiting time ended, and the staff came in to urge him.

Chen Ting couldn't help but look at Lian Jue a few more times without holding the receiver. He still wanted to find some traces of smiles on his face. After searching for a long time, he had no choice but to say to Lian Jue: "Then, goodbye Mr. Lian?"

Lian Jue paused for a few seconds, said softly, "Go back."

Chen Ting did not return the call equipment to its original place, got up from his seat and walked towards the door.

Lin Chen noticed that Lian Jue's gaze was still very focused on Shen Tingwei, so he called Chen Tingwei when he arrived at the door and signaled him to turn around.

Chen Ting didn't turn his head, frowned slightly and glanced at Lian Jue blankly.

Lian Jue's gaze moved up from his lower abdomen, facing his eyes, paused for a while, and silently said to him: Let's go.
Chapter completed!