That evening, at Lin Mansion.
Zhang Wei and Zhao Xiaoxiao were having dinner.
Zhao Xiaoxiao's appetite was hearty, and in no time she had finished a chicken leg, her eyes fixed on the one in Zhang Wei's bowl.
"Take it, take it, I have no appetite today!"
Zhang Wei pushed his bowl towards her, and Zhao Xiaoxiao did not stand on ceremony, immediately grabbing the other chicken leg and began gnawing on it.
"What's the matter, something on your mind?"
They say you're short-mouthed when you eat someone else's food, and Zhao Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask.
"Isn't it that case your dad gave me, asking me to defend a murderer? And the thing is, she was seen by eyewitnesses when she killed him!"
"Oh, Auntie Fang's case?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to have heard of the case, or perhaps she knew Fang Yunshu.
"You know my client?"
"I saw her a few times when I was a child, but I'm not close with her!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao shook her head coldly and then bit off a large chunk of the chicken leg.