Zhang Lan was obviously choked.
But thinking of the ferocity in Song Qingyu's tone when she said she wanted to die, she couldn't help but curl up a sarcastic arc.
Weak woman?
Where is Song Qingyu's weakness?
However, she naturally didn't dare to say this in front of Gu Hanxing.
Fortunately, the court staff came out to remind them that the court session had begun.
Zhang Lan took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly took Xu Jiaojiao into the court.
Looking at the backs of the two, Zhao Xi couldn't help but say to Ji Yunli, "Lawyer Ji, when we get to court, don't let this mother and daughter go. This is your area of expertise. Don't tell me you can't do it."
Obviously, Zhao Xi still remembered what happened in the car.
Ji Yunli said helplessly: "I'll try my best."
"It's not about trying your best, it's about having to do it!" Zhao Xi glared at Zhang Lan as he left, saying viciously, "Ever since Uncle Song passed away, Zhang Lan hasn't cared about Qingyu. Now she's still hoarding Uncle Song's money and supporting a gigolo and his daughter. If people like this don't get punished, how can we trust the justice of the law?"
Looking at the indignant Zhao Xi, Ji Yunli seemed to see his past self.
At that time, he, like Zhao Xi, felt that the world should be divided into black and white.
That's why he collapsed after losing the first lawsuit.
Ji Yunli could only nod, but he couldn't make any promises.
Song Qingyu saw it at a glance and spoke to Ji Yunli before Zhao Xi could, "Lawyer Ji, let's go in too."
Lawyer Ji looked at Song Qingyu gratefully.
Several people entered the court, took their seats, and the court session was soon opened.
The case being heard today is that Zhang Lan failed to fulfill his obligation to support his child.
After the court opened, Song Qingyu's side presented evidence.
Ji Yunli was ready long ago.
He found Zhang Lan's neighbor and asked him to testify in court.
When Zhang Lan heard that it was a neighbor, his expression changed.
After Song Qingyu's father died, she did not move out, but continued to live in the Song family villa with Xu Tiancheng and Xu Jiaojiao.
One of her neighbors moved in earlier than them.
In other words, the neighbors are very clear about everything that happens in their home.
However, the neighbor is an old lady with a strange temper and rarely interacts with others.
Therefore, Zhang Lan never thought that Ji Yunli would invite her.
She...still underestimated Ji Yunli.
There's a reason why this man has become a lawyer that everyone in Kyoto fears.
Seeing the old neighbor lady standing in the witness stand under the guidance of the police, Zhang Lan's face became more and more ugly.
Xu Jiaojiao, who was standing by, also nervously held Zhang Lan's hand tightly.
Seeing the mother and daughter being so intimate, Song Qingyu, whose heart had long been numb from the pain, still felt a sharp pain in her eyes.
If this scene fell into the hands of media reporters, it would definitely be reported widely, showing how she bullied Zhang Lan and her daughter.
"Witness—" the judge's voice drew everyone's attention to the old lady. "Speak."
The old lady nodded slightly, looking in the direction of Zhang Lan and Xu Jiaojiao, and slowly spoke, "I am the defendant's neighbor. We have lived together for over 20 years, and I know a little about the defendant's family affairs. Since the death of the defendant's husband, the defendant's daughter, Miss Song... her quality of life has plummeted."
"Tell me more specifically."
"She used to attend an aristocratic school, but after her father passed away, her mother transferred her directly to an ordinary public school. And several times, I saw the little girl being kicked out during dinner..."
As the old lady slowly told the story, Song Qingyu seemed to have returned to her childhood.
She thought she had no feelings anymore.
But the feeling of grievance still surged in my heart.
Ever since her father passed away, her world has fallen apart.
Not to mention that there are two strangers in the house.
Everything that belonged to her was taken away.
She still remembers that day when she returned home from school and saw the living room filled with all kinds of boxes.
On the second floor, laughter and joy could be heard.
"Jiaojiao, do you like this room? No problem, when Song Qingyu comes back, I'll ask her to vacate this room."
"Tiancheng, this bedroom is not good. It smells like that Song guy. Let's change rooms."
"Hahaha, from now on, this house will be our home..."
Song Qingyu couldn't remember when the laughter stopped. She only remembered that night at the dinner table, Zhang Lan looked at her awkwardly and said to her, "Qingyu, you should go to a public school from now on."
Little Song Qingyu looked up, her dark eyes looking at Zhang Lan.
However, Song Qingyu, who was so young, posed no threat to Zhang Lan. She sent Song Qingyu to a public school without even explaining anything.
There is accommodation in public schools.
But the accommodation conditions are very poor.
There are eight people in a dormitory.
And I can only go home on Saturdays and Sundays.
Song Qingyu spent the first week in agony.
What she looked forward to every day was that her family would send a car to pick her up.
She waited and waited, and finally Friday came, but the Song family's car did not arrive.
The dormitory door was locked.
She had nowhere to go.
I could only survive two days in the classroom.
Fortunately, at that time, she still had a few dollars in change, and she could buy some bread to fill her stomach, otherwise...
"I didn't mean to not pick you up!" Listening to Song Qingyu's memories, Zhang Lan felt a flicker of guilt, but this guilt was quickly replaced by greater anger. "That's because... Jiaojiao is sick, and I need to take her to the hospital. We only have one car at home. If you want to blame someone, you should blame your dad. If he bought two cars, I would definitely remember to ask the driver to pick you up."
Song Qingyu looked at Zhang Lan quietly. After a moment, she raised the corners of her lips and said, "Really?"
Zhang Lan's face changed.
"So many years have passed, and the moment I bring it up, you remember Xu Jiaojiao's illness... You have such a good memory, but you forgot to pick me up. Do you think that's justifiable?"
Zhang Lan lowered his head.
But I was not convinced in my heart.
That's her Jiaojiao.
It's her and Xu Tiancheng's child, so how can it be the same?
"Anyway...even though I transferred you to a public school, I still let you go to school, didn't I?" At this point, Zhang Lan's confidence instantly returned. She looked at the judge and said, "Judge, you can't say that I haven't fulfilled my obligation to support her just because I transferred her to another school, right?"
The judge nodded.
What Zhang Lan did was indeed unkind, but Song Qingyu still received education, which does not mean that she did not fulfill her obligation to raise her child.
She looked at Ji Yunli: "Lawyer Ji, do you have any other evidence?"
Ji Yunli was well prepared for this situation. He said calmly, "Yes."
Zhang Lan's pupils shrank, and his eyes couldn't help but stare at Ji Yunli.
But in his heart, he didn't believe who else Ji Yunli could invite.
She has taken care of everyone.
Only the old lady next door thought it was impossible and didn't make any arrangements.
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