"Young Lady..." Ye Yuwei hurriedly stood up. Ning Zijin didn’t even spare her a glance and quickly walked out of the living room. "Sit down," Lady Ye said sternly. "If she has no shame, then we won’t give her any dignity. What does she think she is..." Ye Yuwei pressed her lips together and quietly sat down. Ning Zijin drove to the agreed-upon Western restaurant and didn’t have to wait long before Jian Junjie, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, appeared. In his thirties, already a deputy director and from a prominent family with impressive personal abilities, Jian Junjie was a perfect representative of the elite. "You seemed so urgent to meet me, what’s the matter?" Jian Junjie had a gentle and scholarly face and always smiled warmly and genially, which gave a very comfortable impression. However, Ning Zijin knew that this was just his facade; no one knew better than she what he was really like behind closed doors. Ning Zijin stirred the juice in front of her; she had given up coffee since she started preparing for pregnancy. "I need a little favor from you." The man raised an eyebrow, "Oh? You still need my help? That’s rare." "Can you speak without being so sarcastic? It wasn’t I who wronged you back then. It was clearly you..." "Stop, stop, let’s not dredge up the past," he interrupted. Ning Zijin didn’t want to dwell on the old grievances either. She took out a document from her bag, handed it to him, and quickly explained the situation. After carefully reviewing the document, Jian Junjie pondered, "The existing evidence is insufficient. For instance, the primary cause of the victim’s death was determined to be Tubular Arrow Poison Alkaloid, but there’s no mention of this in the evidence against the suspect. This could be brought up in the appeal during the second trial, and moreover... as I look through it carefully, even though the evidence seems solid, there seems to be something off..." "What is Tubular Arrow Poison Alkaloid?" Ning Zijin asked curiously. "Tubular Arrow Poison Alkaloid is a competitive NM receptor blocker, commonly used in surgical operations, clinically applied as an anesthetic adjunct. When used in larger doses, it can paralyze the diaphragm and stop respiration." This kind of drug is typically not available for purchase on the market. Whoever used this drug must have medical knowledge. However, Bai Xiangxiang is just an ordinary high school student; how would she have thought to use Tubular Arrow Poison Alkaloid? This is a major question. "That’s too complicated; I don’t understand. Just tell me how we can get a lighter sentence," she said. Jian Junjie looked up at her, "This case is interesting; I need to take a closer look. Even if the first trial verdict comes down, you can sue again with these pieces of evidence, and at that time, I will take over the case." "Thank you for your help this time." Jian Junjie smiled, "You’ve become much more mellow since getting married; in the past, you would never have said something so humble." Ning Zijin sighed and wrote down a phone number for him: "For this case, you can contact him; consider this a favor I owe you, and I’ll repay it when the opportunity arises." "Being so formal with me?" Jian Junjie’s eyes slightly narrowed. "By the tone of your voice, why does it sound like a final farewell? What, planning to leave?" Ning Zijin’s heart skipped a beat, and she glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about?" The most update n0vels are published on NoveIꜰire.net "Oh, am I talking nonsense? Ning Zijin, no one understands you better than I do. Surely, you’re not being chased out of your in-laws’ house for being unable to have a child?" Ning Zijin frowned slightly, "You’re overthinking. Even though I can’t have children, my position is unshakable." "Really? Then why did I hear two young ladies at work today gossiping about your mother-in-law finding a young and beautiful girl to be your surrogate?" Ning Zijin slammed her palm on the table, eyes blazing, "Are the young ladies at your office all so gossipy?" "It’s just a way to relax and unwind from work. But why are you so agitated? Could it be that they guessed correctly?" Ning Zijin looked away, "It’s none of your business. Better take care of your own matters." "Ning Zijin." His tone suddenly became serious. Ning Zijin’s heart beat frantically, and as she looked up at him, she found his eyes dark and intense, almost pulling her in. "Why put yourself through all that? If you really can’t stand it, you still have me." The ambiguous statement carried a meaning only the two of them understood. Ning Zijin scoffed, curling her lips, "Sorry, I’m not interested in being a mistress." Jian Junjie shook his head, "It appears you truly don’t care about me at all. I got divorced two years ago." Ning Zijin looked at him in surprise and then smiled, "Sorry, I’m not interested in revisiting old flames." With that, she picked up her bag and left.