Zhan Tingzhi, afraid that Tang Li might stumble, held her hand as they slowly descended the stairs.
Jing Min watched from above, feeling more and more uncomfortable with each glance.
Why is the person being held by him Tang Li, and not her?
After all, she has liked him, liked him for several years...
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The second trial began.
On the side of the deceased's family, holding the murder weapon with Gu Jiajia's fingerprints and pushing Gu Jiajia aggressively due to the prior argument between the deceased and Gu Jiajia, forcing her to confess on the spot, Gu Jiajia's side countered: "Your Honor, my client has already stated that the fingerprints on the murder weapon are there because an old nun asked her to chop wood, which led her to handle the weapon and leave fingerprints. Assuming that the fingerprint owner is the perpetrator is too hasty. I oppose the plaintiff's insistence that the murderer is my client!"
