Section 2

Zhong Jinmu suddenly raised her face, wanting to remind him to maintain some distance. The big-headed man stopped her with an extremely impatient and disgusted look, saying, "I am busy, go flirt with someone else." His gaze passed over her shoulder and landed on the freshly made hot dog, where a spark suddenly flared up, and his thick Adam's apple moved in coordination a few times.

There is some noise in the study, as Zhong Shukai is practicing calligraphy. Fang Yi does not get up until after 7 o'clock. The breakfast at the Zhong family consists of milk, bread, and fruit throughout the year, with each person eating their own.

Mu Tao furrowed his brows and said, "Those are not matters of my concern"

Fang Yi said that a young lady should not have any unpleasant odors and must take a bath every day. When she was little, she did not like to bathe and often found various excuses to avoid it. One day, Fang Yi took her to the washing machine and pointed at the clothes spinning endlessly, saying that if she did not take a bath again, next time she would be thrown into the washing machine for a wash

Is that so?" Jing Tian's gaze was focused on Zhong Jin, who was busy at the computer.

My emotions are not that rich. I won't chat anymore; I will take my leave, otherwise my wife will nag endlessly. I truly envy you, Director Mu; Teacher Hu is completely compliant with you, speaking gently and with a soft tone, her eyes sparkling with warmth when she smiles, which is entirely different from my wife, who seems to be from a completely different planet.

She does not know that the story has only just begun

This morning, I was awakened by a familiar ache. I went to the bathroom, and sure enough, my period had arrived. I don't know why, but my menstrual cycle has been a bit irregular these past two months, arriving unexpectedly each time. I used to not experience menstrual cramps, but now I have started to feel them, and they are so painful that I break out in a cold sweat

Fortunately, my parents were not awakened

What happens next

Zhong Jing closed his eyes, then opened them again, "I bought all the hot dogs and hot drinks."

The big-headed person suddenly withdrew their gaze and said, "No."

"There is a daughter who works in Beijing, and I have already informed her." Jing Tian exhaled a puff of smoke, "Are you going to inform her to find a defense attorney?"

Zhong Jin tiptoed into the bedroom, and as soon as she leaned against the bed, holding the soft pillow, she felt every cell in her body clamoring with fatigue. Her eyelids involuntarily stuck together. "I will sleep for a while first, then I will take a shower," she murmured to herself.

Upon her return, Fang Yi naturally began to busy herself with her marriage preparations

Each moment of Fang Yi is akin to the choreography of a martial arts film; anyone who disrupts this design or introduces new ideas is something she cannot tolerate the most

Yes

She had been in Jiangzhou for four years, and Fang Yi's heart had always been in a state of anxiety, fearing that she would settle down in Jiangzhou. Jiangzhou is over 600 kilometers away from the provincial capital, and even with a full-speed drive, it takes six hours. Although it is also a prefecture-level city, in Fang Yi's eyes, it is nothing more than a rural area. She did not want a son-in-law who was as unsophisticated as the countryside, as that would be a humiliation to her life. From the first year, Fang Yi had been asking others to help her transfer. There was one time when it was almost successful, but it was Zhong Xin who gave up for no reason. For this matter, Fang Yi did not speak to her for half a year. This time, the transfer to the provincial court was achieved by Zhong Xin herself through public recruitment.

Zhong Jin lamented rather ungraciously that Qi Boyuan's case had come at just the right time, as it provided her with a justifiable reason to deal with Fang Yi. Mentioning the case reminded her of the words Mu Tao had left behind when he departed. Zhong Jin turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and groaned.

I can donate one

After the two of them laughed and joked for a while, Jing Tian drove home, while Mu Tao returned to the conference room to review the materials. By the time everything was concluded, it was already midnight, 12:00.

During their farewell, Mu Tao advised Zhong Xin to pay more attention to Qi Boyuan's case, stating that he would recommend her to the chief prosecutor for the position of public prosecutor.

Zhong Jingshuang's feet felt as if they were treading on clouds, and she was unaware of how to return home. When she took out her keys to open the door, she realized her hands were trembling, and a large bunch of keys clattered to the granite floor, sounding startling in the midnight hour. She hurriedly picked them up, steadied herself, and gently opened the door

When she was walking back with two large bags of hot dogs and hot drinks, she felt a bit pleased, but it was only for a moment. She thought this was just a minor episode on a certain day in a certain month, much like when you are walking down the street and someone accidentally steps on your heel; who would dwell on such a matter? Therefore, she did not look back, as she disdainfully refused to cast another glance at that enormous head.

Then let you take a good look at whether you are so handsome that flowers bloom and people adore you! Does he think he is a renminbi?

"Believe in yourself." Mu Tao stepped on the accelerator and drove away

If you are not going to buy it, do not block the way. The big-headed person reached out to push Zhong Jin aside

Zhong Jing was so angry that her whole body trembled, and for a moment, she couldn't think of a response, only clenching her teeth tightly

There was another person, and it was Zhong Jin. Zhong Jin put away her phone, and suddenly, she touched her neck, feeling a bit warm.

She is a beautiful woman, possessing an ethereal quality that allows her exquisite features to exude a quiet yet pure charm

She turned around, her gaze rising. First, she saw a pair of large feet clad in beach sandals, then knee-length shorts that revealed furry calves, and above that... an open cotton windbreaker. Further up, there was a head with wild hair that was either permed or naturally curly, and two leopard-like eyes, with a wide mouth panting heavily against her neck.

Father Zhong Shukai is an exceptionally ordinary man, yet his work is anything but ordinary. He is specifically responsible for approving plans at the Tobacco Bureau, a job that is both demanding and lucrative. His income is high, and his status at home is also elevated; he does not even help when the oil bottle falls over. His only hobby is practicing calligraphy.

Mu Tao chuckled lightly, "Do you hate Qi Boyuan?"

Zhong Jin opened his mouth slightly, blood rushing upwards, "Excuse me, sir, do you have a mirror at home?"

Zhong Jing was stunned; she had just entered the procuratorate. Does she have the qualifications for this?

Aside from the suspect's unique identity, this case is not complicated, allowing her to gain some experience

Mu Tao tilted his head back, the cold stars twinkling, highlighting the bright and crystalline crescent moon. "Has Zhong Jin finished the materials?" He glanced towards the brightly lit conference room.

Habits are truly a terrifying thing; despite feeling exhausted, Zhong Jin still got up to take a shower. This wash completely washed away his drowsiness. He turned on the bedside lamp, intending to find a book to flip through, but instead noticed several photographs placed on the bedside table

Jing Tian smiled and said, "You should consider who will serve as the prosecutor for this case, to take the lead personally"

The big-headed person scrutinized Zhong Jin with a contemptuous gaze, slowly took out a wallet from the bag, opened it, and turned the side with the photo towards Zhong Jin, asking, "Isn't she more beautiful than you?"

Zhong Jing will cook another egg for himself

Qi Boyuan is detained at Longhua Detention Center

Jing Tianyi smirked while holding a cigarette: "She doesn't have a bad impression of Qi Boyuan, just don't lose your composure in court"

Go, go, go, the more we talk, the more spirited it becomes

Zhong Jing's mother, Fang Yi, is an exceptionally graceful beauty. Although she is somewhat older, she embodies a serene and quiet beauty that has been refined by the passage of time. Beautiful women cherish themselves greatly; unless something monumental occurs, Fang Yi would never go to bed after 10 o'clock. Her supreme saying is: Beautiful women are made through sleep.

Zhong Jing is not very familiar with Mu Tao and feels somewhat reserved. She answers whatever Mu Tao asks but rarely speaks proactively

Zhong Jindong fell back onto the pillow without needing to look, knowing that they were all fine gentlemen. Fang Yi had high standards and generally did not take notice of ordinary individuals

Zhong Jing did not want to listen to him, yet his gaze was uncontrollable

Mu Tao escorted Zhong Jin back

You despicable woman. The big-headed man was furious, his eyes filled with hatred as if he wanted to chop Zhong Jin into pieces.

Since then, she has become very fond of taking baths

It is difficult; if things do not go well, the court may have to appoint a defense attorney. You see, with this case laid out, whoever takes it will lose, and any lawyer with a bit of reputation would be reluctant to lose face over it. Moreover, her daughter may not be willing to hire a lawyer; the murderer is her father, and she hopes he receives the punishment he deserves, while also trying to find ways to let him survive in a precarious situation

Zhong Jin slowly took out his credit card from his wallet and handed it to the shop assistant. With a flick of his eyes, he coolly replied, "I have this right, don't I?"

Jing Tian tossed a cigarette to Mu Tao; his task was complete, and he felt quite relaxed. Mu Tao tapped the cigarette a few times in the palm of his hand and bent down to light it. "Who else is at Qi Boyuan's home?"

"She pursued me actively, and I found her somewhat pleasing to the eye, so I agreed to date and see how it goes." The big-headed person coldly snorted, put away their wallet, and said, "I have always despised those self-righteous infatuated individuals."