The corridor was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

After a long while, Zhao Xi squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I don't believe it..."

"Ms. Zhao, this is the truth," Zhang Lan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears. "Qingyu's father was killed by her. If she hadn't insisted on having her father attend her birthday, her father wouldn't have driven back overnight.

If she hadn't wanted to eat the Forrest cake, her father wouldn't have turned around and hit the truck. She killed her father, but she doesn't remember anything, leaving all of us sad. "

Zhang Lan cried even harder.

Her cries echoed throughout the corridor.

Zhao Xi was speechless.

She looked at Song Qingyu, her expression suddenly changed: "Qingyu."

"Don't come over here!" Song Qingyu took a step back with a pale face. The next second, she hugged her head in pain, "Don't come over here..."

Her body was swaying.

It seems like it will fall down at any time.

Gu Hanxing and Zhao Xi's eyes were filled with worry, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"No——" Song Qingyu pressed her head even harder.

Zhang Lan's words were like a huge pestle, constantly pounding on her heart.

Her heart was crushed into powder.

Those sealed memories, like the wind, came out in strands, and finally turned into the bloody truth, blowing in the face.

Zhang Lan did not lie.

She was indeed the one who killed her father.

That year, before leaving, her father promised her that he would come back on her birthday to celebrate with her.

She waited and waited, and finally it was the day before her birthday.

I called my dad happily.

But Dad completely forgot about it.

She was angry and anxious, crying and shouting that she must have her father come back.

In the end, Dad couldn't resist and finally agreed.

The next day, she suddenly thought of Fu Rui's cake.

She wants to ask Zhang Lan to buy it for her.

But Zhang Lan never liked her.

Whenever she spoke, she was always met with abuse.

So she secretly went upstairs and called her father.

Dad listened without any hesitation: "Of course, my little greedy cat princess, Dad will satisfy all your needs..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Qingyu heard a loud bang.

Later, she found out that her father had hit a truck when he was turning around.

The image of her father being crushed under a huge truck, covered in blood, kept flashing through her mind.

"Whisper..." A warm force suddenly held her palm.

Pulled her out of the cold past.

She raised her eyes and saw a pair of concerned eyes: "Qingyu, your father's death has nothing to do with you."

"No!" Song Qingyu shook off Gu Hanxing's hand as if she had been electrocuted, "I was the one who killed my father. If I hadn't called him, if I hadn't asked him to come back, he wouldn't have died!

He won’t die, it was me who killed my father…it was me…”

Ji Yunli and Zhao Xi, who were standing by, looked reluctant when they saw Song Qingyu in tears.

"Third Young Master..." Ji Yunli turned around and saw that Zhang Lan had disappeared. What else was there that he didn't understand? He hurriedly said, "If Zhang Lan tells this in front of the judge, it may have a great impact on the verdict."

Zhao Xi anxiously poked Ji Yunli's arm when he heard this. "Then can't you think of a solution? Those antiques must not be given to Zhang Lan. If they were in Zhang Lan's hands, they would definitely be given to Xu Jiaojiao. Why would Uncle Song still support Xu Jiaojiao after his death?"

Song Qingyu's body trembled again.

Gu Hanxing frowned when he saw it.

"Lawyer Ji, please go and think of a solution first. And Miss Zhao, please also step aside for a moment."

Zhao Xi wanted to say something, but was pulled away by Ji Yunli.

Only when they reached the corner did Ji Yunli finally let go of Zhao Xi.

"What are you doing!" Zhao Xi said dissatisfiedly, "Qingyu needs me now!"

Ji Yunli looked Zhao Xi up and down with emotionless eyes: "Can you comfort Song Qingyu?"

Zhao Xi was instantly speechless.

She and Song Qingyu were classmates in junior high school, but they went their separate ways after high school.

During this reunion, she could clearly feel that Song Qingyu was completely different from when she was in junior high school.

So...she was not sure if she could comfort Song Qingyu.

Especially...Song Qingyu cares so much about her father.

She discovered that it was actually herself who killed her father.

She must be in excruciating pain right now.

"Since there is no other way, then come with me." Ji Yunli said lightly.

Zhao Xi was worried, so he leaned against the wall and looked around the corner.

But he saw Gu Hanxing patting Song Qingyu's shoulder patiently.

Although she couldn't hear what he was saying, his gentle expression was something she had never seen before.

It was completely different from the gentleness he usually displayed.

It's like ice water melting, there is no sense of alienation at all.

Zhao Xi was completely relieved and followed Ji Yunli to another place.

And at this time.

At the stairs.

Xu Jiaojiao was extremely anxious: "Lawyer Zhou, didn't you say you would definitely help us win this case? Why are you helpless when we met Ji Yunli?"

Zhou Yue had a cold face.

Three years ago, he was able to win not because Ji Yunli was inferior to him, but because of the game he set.

After graduating from school, he quickly made a name for himself as a lawyer.

But he also discovered that this industry is full of hidden talents.

If you want to stand at the top of the pyramid, you must never lose.

Otherwise, people will just abandon you.

Therefore, in every lawsuit, he doesn't care about who is right or wrong, he just wants to win.

This allowed him to quickly gain popularity in just half a year.

Become the most popular lawyer in Kyoto.

It was also at that time that he met Ji Yunli.

He lost the lawsuit miserably.

I have never been in such a mess before.

Since then, he has been at odds with Ji Yunli.

But he never won.

Employers began to doubt his professional ability.

He was also very anxious.

So he set up a game.

That was his and Ji Yunli's last case.

After that case, he never saw Ji Yunli again.

From then on, his life was smooth sailing without any shadows.

But now…

When he thought about Ji Yunli becoming his shadow again, he couldn't help but tremble.

no!

He would never allow it.

At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open with a slight creaking sound.

Zhou Yuebei was startled. He turned around and saw that it was Zhang Lan. He frowned and said, "Mrs. Xu..."

"Lawyer Zhou, you can go to court now."

Zhou Yuebei was stunned.

Zhang Lan smiled confidently at Zhou Yuebei.

Although her eyes were red, a sinister smile was reflected in them: "Song Qingyu would give up those antiques on her own initiative if she really loves her father."

The last sentence seemed like a whisper.

Zhou Yuebei and Xu Jiaojiao looked at Zhang Lan in confusion.