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Chapter 69 - 69 69 I Have Grasped the Essence of Law

69: Chapter 69 I Have Grasped the Essence of Law 69: Chapter 69 I Have Grasped the Essence of Law After much deliberation, Chen Ting finally gathered the courage.

She quickly stepped out, but dawdled for quite a while halfway, arriving just at seven o’clock.

“Click.”

The classroom door suddenly opened, startling Chen Ting, who was already anxious inside.

She hid to the side and only peeped out after several breaths, recognizing the two people coming out by their backs.

[It’s Mr.

Nan…

and Wang An!]

She watched the two walk into the next classroom, and a sudden uncontrollable urge surged in her heart.

As if guided by some unseen force, she moved closer, pressing her ear against the door, trying to hear what the two inside were discussing.

But being too nervous and also clumsy, she inevitably made some noise.

“Thump—”

Luckily, no one seemed to hear it.

…

Returning to the present.

Nan Zhubin looked at Chen Ting outside the door, his expression somewhat unnatural.

“Chen Ting, why are you…”

“Mr.

Nan, are you feeling awkward now because the visitor overheard your conversation with someone behind their back?”

After the last consultation, the numbness on Chen Ting’s face had faded a lot, though the melancholy still lingered.

Yet, at this moment, she made a joke and showed a slightly stiff but genuinely heartfelt smile.

Seeing this smile, a sense of calmness gradually crept over Nan Zhubin.

So he said, “Are you all mind readers now?

Saying what I wanted to say first.”

Chen Ting’s smile widened for a moment, then subsided.

“Mr.

Nan, I heard everything you and Wang An said from outside the door just now.”

Nan Zhubin realized it was Chen Ting who made the noise on the door earlier.

“Were you confronting Wang An, hoping to induce him to confess to what he did, and then record it as evidence?”

Chen Ting shook her head: “It’s useless, I’ve tried.

But Wang An is a law student; he is very familiar with all the rules.

The moment I say something that might cross his boundaries, he reacts immediately.”

Nan Zhubin regretfully nodded: “I’m experiencing that now.”

He looked up at Chen Ting: “Speaking of which, I owe you an apology.

As a consultant, I intruded into your life without your consent, and that’s not good for you.”

“As for Wong An, don’t worry.

I have a few more ideas I want to discuss with you here…”

Nan Zhubin spoke slowly.

Chen Ting also slowly raised her head, looking at Nan Zhubin.

She listened to each plan, her eyes gradually brightening.

Not because of the content, but because of the person speaking.

“Mr.

Nan, I actually have a plan.”

Nan Zhubin’s narration paused: “Really?

Tell me, let’s exchange ideas.”

Determining an intervention plan requires full communication with the visitor, and revising or even creating a new intervention method based on the visitor’s thoughts is routine for a seasoned consultant.

Chen Ting pursed her lips but abruptly jumped to another topic:

“Mr.

Nan, have you read ‘Water Margin’?”

The shift in topics was quite vast, and if Nan Zutbin weren’t familiar with Chen Ting’s mental state, he might suspect she was experiencing a flight of ideas now.

But this wasn’t a consultation, so Nan Zhubin didn’t need to steer the conversation.

So he casually followed the topic as if chatting with a friend: “I’ve read it, but what’s your purpose in bringing up this topic now?”

“I want you to know—” the petite Chen Ting clenched her tender fists and said, “I like Wu Song the most because he’s the most powerful!”

Nan Zhubin blinked.

Chen Ting continued: “While reading Wu Song’s story, I kept wondering why Wang Po, Ximen Qing, and Pan Jinlian dared to conspire against Wu Dalang?

Wu Song could even kill a tiger; did they think they were stronger than a tiger?”

“Later, I understood they were all trapped by ‘rules’.”

Interesting.

Nan Zhubin raised an eyebrow: “Rules?”

Chen Ting nodded: “Yes, rules.

Wang, Pan, and Ximen falsified evidence, bribed officials, and ensured that anyone who wanted to appeal found heaven and earth unresponsive.

They believed Wu Song, as an official, would be trapped by the rules, unable to do anything about them.”

“But they didn’t anticipate someone as capable as Wu Song, once determined to find the truth, would disregard the rules.

Wu Song had only one purpose—”

Chen Ting took a deep breath: “—and that was revenge.

In the face of such resolution and strength, the rules no longer counted.”

Nan Zhubin looked at Chen Ting, who’s speaking crudely, and inhaled sharply: “If I’m not mistaken, you’re also a law student, right?”

Chen Ting clenched her fist: “Yes, I think I’ve now understood the essence of the law.”

Nan Zhubin, with a thought, jokingly said: “So you want to be like Wu Song…

to take down Wang An?

If so, I might have to invoke the exception to confidentiality clauses.”

Chen Ting’s initially tense expression collapsed instantly.

“Not to that ‘essence’ level.

What I mean is—Wang An has the same mindset as those of Ximen Qing and his group.”

Chen Ting’s thoughts were growing clearer.

“He uses legal terms to make me unable to find evidence, uses school rules to force me to endure him, and earlier also used the consultant’s rules to restrain Mr.

Nan.”

“—Yes, I heard it from outside the door just now, Wang An was vocally derogatory toward you.” Chen Ting said, looking into Nan Zhubin’s eyes.

She was angry.

Angry that Nan Zhubin was belittled by Wang An, and even more furious because it was due to her that Nan Zhubin was ridiculed.

“He’s using my mother, using the school to control me, but now, I don’t care about those things anymore, so I’m…

not afraid of him.”

Chen Ting’s voice was trembling somewhat, indicating she wasn’t as brave as her words suggested.

But Nan Zhubin’s eyes still shone.

Because being able to say these words was already an incredible growth.

Originally, this was the effect Nan Zhubin planned to see after two more counseling sessions, but Chen Ting had reached the realization herself.

“And Mr.

Nan, you hold back against Wang An because you care about confidentiality and you don’t want too many people to know about my issues, so you dare not escalate the situation, letting Wang An handle it.”

Chen Ting looked into Nan Zhubin’s eyes and took a deep breath.

Took another deep breath.

Then she said, step by step: “But, I’m not afraid anymore, so you, Mr.

Nan, don’t have to be afraid either.”

“Let’s confront Wang An, forget about my mother, the school, whatever consultant rules.”

“This is my problem; there’s no reason for me to shrink back.”

“Mr.

Nan, let’s go stir things up!”