"Even if you lose the lawsuit, you don't have to go to jail." Mrs. Zhao said unhappily, "Under normal circumstances, you won't be sentenced to jail for defamation. At most, we will compensate for her loss and apologize publicly."
"That's good." Zhao Yanran let out a sigh of relief, but she was very dissatisfied. "You still want me to apologize to Ye Leng'an! I don't want to."
"What are you thinking about?" Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but poke Zhao Yanran's forehead with her finger. "Although you're still underage, you're already 16 years old. If you're really convicted, you'll have a criminal record. What are you going to do in the future with this in your file?"
"What?" Zhao Yanran became visibly nervous. She pulled on Mrs. Zhao's arm and said anxiously, "Mom, what should we do now? I definitely can't lose the lawsuit. I don't want to have a criminal record."