After Ji Zitong's words fall, Fu Yusheng stares at her suspiciously and asks, "do you drive? Did you drive here? Don't you have a driver's license? "

"Who said, I've got my driver's license!" Ji Zitong argued.

"That's just recently."

"So what!"

Ji Zitong just finished, Yan Beichen took a glass of wine, put it into Ji Zitong's hand: "I drive!"

Ji Zitong

Looking at the wine cup in hand, Ji Zitong's face broke down a bit.

Ji Zitong had thought about it when she came here. She planned to let Yan Beichen drink tonight. She drove.

After she got her driver's license, she hasn't driven a car. The itching feeling of driving on the racetrack always makes her want to drive again. Moreover, Yan Beichen's cars are all top class cars, so it must be more pleasant to drive.

Only because Yan Beichen's people were staring at her all the time, she couldn't drive secretly.

At this moment, if Yan Beichen drinks wine, she can drive Yan Beichen's car openly. How nice, but

Yan Beichen actually put the wine in her hand, which is the rhythm of not letting her drive.

"Well, there must be a lot of people looking for you to drink today. It's hard to say if you don't drink. Why don't I drive?" Ji Zitong plans to persuade Yan Beichen.

Yan Beichen looked at Stephen faintly: "is it true that your teacher wants to drink with you, and you don't drink either? As far as I know, your teacher is a good drinker. Besides, he is a drinker! "

Ji Zitong

I almost forgot about Steven.

Under the persuasion of Yan Beichen, Ji Zitong has to give up driving.

When someone comes to offer Ji Zitong wine, Ji Zitong sips it.

Of course, there is no lack of on-the-spot academic exchanges. In a short time, there are several people who are quarreling with each other because of a case.

Ji Zitong hears the conversation over there and looks over there.

Ji Zitong just heard some clips.

They're talking about a homicide, the mother of a 10-year-old girl.

The victim molested the 10-year-old girl several times. After her mother found out, she went to the victim to argue with her. However, the victim ignored the mother's warning and attacked the girl again. As a result, the mother couldn't bear it and killed the victim.

I saw a tall and thin male lawyer, wearing a pair of gold rimmed glasses, wearing a suit and shoes, shaking the way of words.

"The mother should have been sentenced to death."

Another chubby male lawyer complained: "I don't think that even if this mother is guilty, she won't die. It's just a few years' imprisonment."

"She has killed people. The victim is only obscene in words. Moreover, the mother's daughter is willing to be obscene by the victim. It's your wish. It's the mother who has gone too far."

"But that girl is her mother's own daughter. Anyone will be angry."

"Anger is anger, but killing is killing people, killing should pay for life."

While they were discussing, a female voice came in.

"In my opinion, this mother is self-defense and should not be sentenced to any penalty! Self defense shall be acquitted. "

Those who discussed looked at the speaker and saw Ji Zitong standing at the table.

Someone recognized Ji Zitong.

"Well, isn't this the famous Angel season?"

"Yes, she is right. I saw her picture on the news. The real person is more beautiful than the picture."

"I didn't expect to see Angel season here."

The tall, thin lawyer with gold rimmed glasses frowned at Ji Zitong.

"Are you angel season?"

"It's me!" Ji Zitong nods.

The lawyer of Phnom Penh glasses looked at Ji Zitong coldly, with contempt and sarcasm in his eyes: "you just said that the mother should be acquitted, do you want to let the murderer go unpunished?"

Ji Zitong raised his chin slightly: "the law is for justice. As lawyers, we naturally want to maintain justice. That mother is self-defense. How can we say that the murderer is free from the law?"

"Oh, she killed people, and killed people to pay for their lives. Isn't that right?"

"To kill is to pay for one's life, but the mother didn't do anything wrong."

"Ah, angel Ji, the mother killed her daughter just because others bullied her daughter and did not cause any serious harm. What kind of self-defense is this? She would kill someone because she is angry. Isn't it harmful for society if such a person stays in this world?"

Ji Zitong sneered and looked at the thin lawyer with gold rimmed glasses in front of him: "so, this lawyer, do you think it's not a serious injury just to be bullied by others, right?"

"Of course."

Ji Zitong looks up and down at the thin lawyer with Phnom Penh glasses in front of him. Just in time, the lawyer's mobile phone text message rings. When his screen lights up, the standby screen shows a picture of a mother and a son. The mother is holding her son in her arms, and the son looks just three years old.

Take back the line of sight, season purple pupil smile of ask.

"Lawyer, you have a son, don't you?"

The thin lawyer frowned, with a warning in his eyes: "what do you want to do with this?"

Ji Zitong smile: "nothing, I just see your son grow lovely."

The thin lawyer's face was a bit proud and proud, and his son was generally recognized as lovely.

Without waiting for the thin lawyer to finish, Ji Zitong's words changed: "however, your son has a peach blossom face. When he goes to kindergarten, does any male teacher like your son?"

Recently, there have been two cases of male teachers molesting boys in Ancheng, so Ji Zitong's face has changed a few times as soon as he finished.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"How can I talk nonsense!" Ji Zitong said with a smile: "your son is so cute. Can't you let the teachers like him? Ah, maybe when your son is in class, the teacher calls him to the office, kisses him, touches him, or does something else. It's unknown. After all... Your son is so cute."

The thin lawyer's face suddenly changed, showing an iron blue color.

"What did you say? If you insult my son again, I will never let you go. "

Ji Zitong picks eyebrows.

"Don't let me go. If you say so, I want to bully your son more. Why don't I find some people tomorrow and have a good chat with your son?"

"If you dare to touch my son's finger, I will..."

Just finished, thin lawyer's voice suddenly stopped, and then look at Ji Zitong's expression, her smile did not change, just a pair of eyes clear, no emotional change.

What Ji Zitong said just now is just to irritate him, and... She succeeded.

He just heard that someone was going to attack his son, and he was so angry, let alone the mother in the case who saw someone molesting her daughter.