If the Deep Sea Forgets You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The only thing was, Mo Han had said to not keep in touch anymore.

No matter what type of relationship they had, everything was supposed to end here.

In the days after Xia Qingyi had left Mo Han's place, there seemed to be no change in Mo Han, and he continued with his life as usual. He went to work at the law firm in the day, then he would return home and work until midnight, before refreshing himself simply and going to. It was the same as before he had met Xia Qingyi. His day was spent working and sleeping, without a single bit of entertainment.

The only difference was that Mo Han became even quieter.

The people at the law firm did not know what had happened. They only knew that the time Barrister Mo had spent in the office was getting longer. He spoke less apart from meetings and his workload become heavier. He had actually hired a business professional from overseas, yet he had ended up doing most of his work. This made the new worker very confused, and was constantly worried that it was because his boss had found his work not up to standard.

Many of the staff were secretly afraid as they watched their boss work recklessly. They were discussing with each other if something had happened to the law firm, or if their performance was not satisfactory which made their boss read their documents to decide who to fire.

On the eighth day after Xia Qingyi had left, Mo Han received a call from Old Zhang from the police force.

Old Zhang had told him that they had found the gangsters that had wanted to kidnap Xia Qingyi in the alley that day, though they were dead.

They had been found in a quiet and secluded grove a few days ago. There were a few others as well, which brought the number of deceased to six people. They had all been horribly slashed to death. Also, the man that had wanted to rape Xia Qingyi had had his hands severed. The police could not find the severed hand, which might have been thrown somewhere else.

Old Zhang said that the death of that group of people had almost no relation to Xia Qingyi's case as there were witnesses that saw two groups of people fighting in the grove. The witness had managed to get a clear glimpse of one of the men and after a few days of investigation, the police had found that the case was a conflict between two groups split from the higher management of a mafia gang in the city. The mafia gang was an influential one and it would not be good for the police force to have a direct collision with the mafia. That was why the case of that few gangsters could only be left unsettled, and instead, needed to be settled privately.

Old Zhang asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you speaking so little?"

Mo Han said, "Nothing, I've just been a little busy these few days."

Old Zhang replied, "Tell your sister to come to the police station to sign the paper one of these days. This case should be classified as temporary closed from there."

Mo Han said, "I'll tell her, though she probably won't be able to go. It'll be fine for you to sign on her behalf."

"What happened?"

"Nothing, don't ask anymore." Mo Han said.

Old Zhang stopped speaking after hearing Mo Han's tone. He knew that he would be the one suffering if he continued to ask, which was why he hastily said a few more sentences before he hung up the call.

After the call, Mo Han placed down a pen that he had been holding and stared into space for a long time, so long that he did not even know that Liu Zhiyuan had knocked and entered the room.

"Barrister Mo… Barrister Mo…" Liu Zhiyuan called him with his waist bent and a document in his hand.

Mo Han broke out from his daze and looked at him. "What's wrong?"

"This is the rejection document of the second appeal sent from the courts. You told me to bring it for you."

"You can put it here. I'll take a look in a while."

Liu Zhiyuan wanted to put down the document and leave, though he could not help but to ask carefully after seeing his boss acting that way earlier, "Barrister Mo… Is the law firm… in some sort of trouble recently?"

"No. You're thinking too much." Mo Han had already started to bury his head into the documents.

"Then why do you seem unhappy recently?"

Mo Han looked up at him, "Do I?"