Chapter 611: Rehearsal
In a daze, Xiang Qingluo had already pushed the baby carriage to the front.
"Miss Mu." Xiang Qingluo looked at Mu Zi with a smile, "Lawyer Qu has already told me on the phone, and I will definitely cooperate with you all."
Mu Zi smiled and asked her: "Are you still used to living here?"
"I'm used to it. Everyone is very enthusiastic. In the first few days, I didn't know many things, thanks to the help from the neighbors." Xiang Qingluo said with a smile, with a warm smile, and she seemed to be doing well.
Mu Zi was slightly relieved.
After all, this is a relief housing, and the conditions are definitely not comparable to those hardcover apartments in the city, let alone the garden houses of the Duan family.
It is said that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. At first, Mu Zi was a little worried, afraid that Xiang Qingluo would not be used to living in it.
"This place is already very good." Xiang Qingluo took them to her own residence, and said, "A few years ago, I even lived in a cubicle room in the basement, and it is unimaginable to live in this kind of house gone."
Xiang Qingluo's current residence is a one-bedroom apartment with a bright kitchen and a bathroom. The lighting is very good. Although it is on the first floor, it feels very bright when entering the house.
A curtain was hung in the room, which divided the room into a bedroom and a living room. The crib was next to her bed, and beside it were some baby products given to her by Mr. Fu Chu. The whole environment looks kind of cozy.
Mu Zi thinks it's pretty good, although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.
She and Qu Mingjun sat down on the sofa.
Xiang Qingluo put the child in the crib, then turned around and poured tea for the guests.
Because the room is small, the sofa is not big enough to fit two people. When Xiang Qingluo came back with tea, she moved a chair and sat opposite the two of them, serious and earnest, like a student humbly asking for advice.
"Don't be nervous." Qu Mingjun said, "I'm here today, mainly to rehearse with you, so as to prevent you from being caught off guard and causing unnecessary pressure after you meet with the opposing lawyer."
When he said this, Xiang Qingluo became even more nervous, as if the mediation this time was not a mediation, but a war.
Xiang Qingluo frowned and asked: "Do they still disagree? I just want to get the child back, even if I don't want a penny, it doesn't matter."
Naively, Xiang Qingluo thought that if she made a concession, she would be able to get the other party's compromise.
"The reason why it is called mediation is because the two sides have differences, and what we need to do now is to eliminate the differences and make the two sides reach an agreement." Muzi's voice was soft, comforting Xiang Qingluo, "Children need money, and so do money. If you don’t have money, how can you raise your child? Besides, as the child’s father, Duan Yuhui is obliged to pay child support.”
When Xiang Qingluo heard the words, she nodded and said, "Miss Mu, Lawyer Qu, I'm all at your disposal."
Qu Mingjun took out some pre-prepared questions, browsed them roughly, and said to Xiang Qingluo: "Considering that the other party is likely to ask you some tricky questions and psychologically suppress you, I will simulate the situation and treat you Ask questions, just relax, if you get the wrong answer, we will teach you."
Xiang Qingluo took a slow breath, then nodded, indicating that she was ready.
Qu Mingjun asked: "Ms. Xiang, after you married Mr. Duan, you became a full-time wife. It can be said that you have been out of touch with society for six years. You have neither job nor professional skills. After you leave Mr. Duan, how do you plan to raise your children?" ?”
"I..." Xiang Qingluo was nervous and stuttered.
Qu Mingjun encouraged her: "Relax, it doesn't matter if you don't answer well, let's take our time."
Xiang Qingluo pursed her lips, and tried to answer: "I have a nurse qualification certificate... I plan to start working again when my child enters kindergarten. Before that... I still have some savings, which should be enough for living... "
Mu Zi shook her head, her eyes were cold for some reason, and said coldly: "Ms. Xiang, such an answer will not help you keep your daughter."