Mrs. Xu knew that look in Assistant Han’s eyes and she almost toppled i i backwards in order to listen to what news the assistant had to share.
Assistant Han had a docunt on her phone which she showed i i. "Mr. Mo’s lawyer has been to visit a psychiatrist that examined him before he left on the mission on space. Apparently, he sustained an injury that caused a frontal lobe injury so years ago. This can cause damage to soone’s brain region, impair reasoning, impulse control and social behavior."
Mrs. Xu gasped. She did not understand what frontal lobe injury was but she understood everything else.
Her face fell into alarm. "Does this an that he is going to get away with everything?"
i i scoffed. "If this was true, how did he qualify for the mission to space? Even my parents, desperate as they were to get him away from would not have endangered the lives of others by allowing a ntally unfit man pilot a space ship."
Assistant Han nodded. "I also think that sothing is not right about the doctor’s report. Should I have soone look into it?"
i i turned her down. "I will handle this personally." She had C4, he could hack into the files of the hospital and find the problem.
If it ant breaking into the hospital to find evidence, she would do so. Or she would ask her mother for help.
Assistant Han showed i i another docunt. "These are the other claims his lawyer could make. Sleep deprivation." She looked at i i cautiously and said, "He talks a lot about the fire in which he saved you. It could co up in the criminal trial and he will claim post traumatic stress disorder after the fire. Chronic stress or an anxiety disorder. Alcohol abuse or drug induced psychosis. I don’t know if he has any psychiatric disorders but we should consider them as well."
"Forward the information to my lawyers." i i told her. She had a feeling that they probably had a clue about this already. Her mother’s people never missed a single thing. One of them was probably sharing a cell with Mo Liang already. Maybe his lawyer was even one of her mother’s people in disguise.
"If you need to testify for you, just co down here and say the word. Or give a call, I will say whatever you need to say." Mrs. Xu gladly offered her services. "If you need to say that I saw Mrs. Sun poisoning your soup, just say the word. I will swear it on my ancestors."
i i did not doubt her.
The food tour continued until every spot had been inspected and she t those in charge. As she was returning to her office, the gates were opened and the crowd dashed in. Like hungry wolves, they searched for where they would get their next al.
i i had a good view of half of the ground from her office. She stood at the window and watched the madness of the hungry crowd. If the police was not around, what chaos would they have descended into?
The door to her office opened and Jingzhe entered. She glanced back once and turned her eyes to the window again.
"I thought you would be down there, helping your mom out." She said.
Jingzhe did not respond. He just grabbed her waist, spun her around and kissed her. He kissed her hungrily, like she was the last al he would ever eat. She returned the kiss, intertwining her lips with his. He pushed her against the window and she clung to his arms.
He pulled back and exhaled deeply, struggling for control. "I wanted to do that yesterday after the pocky kiss competition. I thought that I would kiss you when we got ho but we had other things to do. I wanted to kiss you in the car but when we were not talking, you were watching Whiskers 10. I wanted to do it every ti you fed sothing and called a sweet na." He touched her lips. "I want to kiss you all the ti, everyday. i i, what do you apply to your lips that makes them addictive?"
She punched his chest gently. "You rascal, what do you an by what do I apply to my lips. If you want another taste, just say so."
i i turned him around and pressed him against the window. "You had your turn, now it’s mine."
She leaned forward and pulled his head down, lavishing him with kisses.
"You taste like strawberries." he pulled away and said.
She laughed and pulled on his neck, kissing him again. "That is because we both ate strawberries. You taste like lavender, honey and black berries."
They kissed again, breaking off to laugh or describe what they were tasting on each other. They didn’t stop until assistant Han knocked on her office and inford her that grandpa Mo was in the camp, requesting to see her.
"What does that old man want?" Jingzhe snapped. "Sister, you don’t need to see him if you don’t wish. I will go down and throw him out right away."
i i stopped him. The Mo’s were very crafty and cunning. Who knew if the old man had co with another person that was taking pictures or recording. Images of an old man being rough handled in the camp would not be good press.
"Is he alone?" She asked.
"He is with Mo Ai." Assistant Han replied. "I don’t know if he has co with anyone else. Should I check through the security footage or inform the police to throw take them out?"
"Let them up." She said.
Jingzhe was unwilling, the deep frown on his face said so. i i guessed there was an uneasy past between him and grandpa Mo. It would not be surprising seeing as to how the Mo family badly treated him.
"A Zhe why don’t you go to your office. I still keep it empty for you to use whenever you co by." She made a suggestion which she hoped he would take.
"No." He flat out rejected the suggestion. "I will stay and protect you."
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