The next morning, Li Qiao received a call from the lawyer Qi Nanhuai.
Seeing the caller ID, her eyebrows raised slightly, and upon answering she heard him say, "The court date for your grandfather's inheritance dispute is set for the end of the month, and I've sent a package with your aunt and uncle's legal documents to your email."
Li Qiao slowly descended the stairs, responding faintly, "Thanks."
Qi Nanhuai was silent for two seconds before asking, "Will you be attending the trial?"
"Not necessarily, apply for an observer's seat for me first."
Qi Nanhuai agreed, then suggested, "It's better if you can come. I suspect your aunt may present additional evidence at the scene that could be unfavorable to you."
Li Qiao walked leisurely to the living room, responding indifferently, "I'll try my best."
After hanging up, she sat down, caressing the phone screen, her gaze slightly cool.
The evidence in Duan Shuhua's hands was nothing surprising, merely related to her own origin.
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