Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Gu Qingqing took off her apron and walked out. Before answering, she heard someone behind her asking: "Who is calling you?"

When she turned her head, she saw Leng Sicheng and his father and son Leng Yunting coming down from the second floor. When Leng Sicheng saw her going to the yard, her voice was low and it was a little strange.

Seeing Leng Yunting coming down, Gu Qingqing was afraid that her mother and brother would cause bad associations with them, and her voice was slightly lower: "My mother called. I'll go out to answer the phone first."

Leng Sicheng also looked back at his father. Leng Yunting didn't respond. He also nodded. Gu Qingqing went out of the hall and answered the phone: "Mom, I'm at Leng's house."

really! Wu Aimei also asked over there, "Then, you are at Leng's house, did you talk about your brother?"

Without saying how it is possible, of course she said, "Yeah."

"What about them, did they say how to deal with this matter?"

How to deal with it? Gu Qingqing frowned slightly: "It's up to you to deal with it."

What else can I do, is my mother afraid that she and Lengscheng are going to divorce? Even she herself felt that the matter of her brother was really shameful, and the Leng family would have been very big if they didn't care about their family.

What does it mean? Wu Aimei also frowned: "What about your brother? What do they think of your brother's lawsuit?"

"Didn’t I talk to Sicheng. Help my brother hire the best lawyer, and be more active in admitting his mistakes. Let the judges and prosecutors see his brother’s sincerity and confession. The city will not sit idly by."

She even thought about compensation, but she didn't know what else she could do.

"Then what if your brother is really sentenced?"

"If it is really going to be sentenced... Then you can only try to strive for leniency. After all, he signed those documents. However, my brother didn't participate in those things, so he won't be sentenced very seriously, right?"

"Then, if you just punished your brother severely, what would you do?" Wu Aimei's voice was also lowered.

"On the first instance, you can still appeal. I think the second instance should be over-sentenced and then appeal." What can be done, of course, it will be appealed one by one.

"What if your brother has to go to jail every time he is sentenced? He is still so young and has done nothing wrong. He was deceived and signed a few documents. He was convicted in order to harm him for the rest of his life. Are there any stains?" Even if Wu Aimei tried to suppress it, her voice rose involuntarily.

"This...should not be?" Gu Qingqing frowned. "Although he didn't do anything, he personally signed the document, and I didn't force him to sign it. What the law says, we only I can hire a lawyer to help him reduce his sentence as much as possible."

"Lawyers, lawyers, everything is a lawyer, don't you care about it?"

"What does this have to do with care? Of course we will try our best to help him with the lawsuit, and try our best to help him exempt him from punishment. But if every level of court convicts him, I can't help it. Moreover, my brother is almost 30. When he is old, even if he is not in jail, I shouldn't be in charge, right?"

He has hands and feet, and is not disabled. What obligation does she have to keep him in charge of his birth, old age, sickness and death? A thirty-year-old man, who can't even take care of himself, is going to push her to be a younger sister. Isn't it a bit too much?