Chapter 110: Pei Zhi, Domineering Response!
The events behind Guan Chuchu's suicide have attracted much attention.
On the day of the hearing.
The head teacher Feng Xuemei, and the students Ye Haisheng and Lu Ming all asked for leave to attend.
Pei Zhi didn't go back to Jiang's house these days, and borrowed it in Zong Zhengyan's apartment, and the two of them went downstairs when it was almost time to appear in court.
Kim Won-ho had been waiting downstairs for a long time, still in that low-key black SUV.
Zong Zhengyan was wearing a black suit, with a faint expression on his noble and handsome face, and his knuckled hands were holding the girl.
The girl who walked side by side with him was still black all over.
His jet-black hair was draped behind him, and he wore a baseball cap diagonally on top of his head, and a blood-like rose was embroidered on his black short sleeves.
The eyebrows and eyes are lazy and cold, and the tails of the eyes are slightly red if they haven't slept well.
Jin Yuanhao's eyes condensed slightly.
He couldn't figure out why the young master fell in love with Pei Zhi, who didn't look very good.
Now it seems, it seems, somewhat understood.
After rigorous training since childhood, and reading countless people, it is natural to see that the girl is different from ordinary people.
The unique temperament of a girl makes people notice her at a glance.
And people can't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts.
Don't dare to underestimate her.
Jin Yuanhao put away the contempt in his eyes and got out of the car to open the door for the two.
"Young Master, Miss Pei."
Zong Zhengyan let go of the girl's white and soft little hand, "Get in the car." ”
Pei Zhifeng's eyes drooped slightly, and he lowered his baseball cap to cover the cold raging in his eyes.
After getting into the car, he leaned lazily on the back seat and kept silent.
After Zong Zhengyan got into the car, he approached her slightly and asked, "What do you want to eat?" ”
Pei Zhi's good-looking red lips pursed slightly, and his lazy voice was a little hoarse.
"I don't want to eat it."
Zong Zhengyan's obsidian-like eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It's okay to skip breakfast." ”
"I'll be distressed if I'm hungry for you, huh?"
Pei Zhi's long black eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Whatever." She said lazily.
Zong Zhengyan's noble and elegant face moved slightly, and his low and slightly magnetic voice carried a hint of favor.
"I'll let Hao buy it."
Pei Zhi hummed lightly.
“……”
Jin Yuanhao, who was driving in the front row, was forcibly stuffed with dog food, not to mention, and was also responsible for running errands.
The prince, I can't help but be too spoiled by Pei Zhi.
and coaxed her to breakfast.
……
The car drove to the Hanyang Courthouse.
Jin Yuanhao got out of the car and opened the door for the two bigwigs.
Pei Zhi was holding a bun in his mouth, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were lazy, but there was a hint of evil spirit.
Because there are too many people involved in this matter, they are all celebrities with high status.
There were reporters waiting at the door of the courthouse for a long time, and when they saw Pei Zhi appear, they rushed over like a rising tide.
Holding a camera and shooting a girl in black.
Jin Yuanhao immediately went up to block those media reporters responsibly, and Zong Zhengyan was alienated and gentlemanly escorted Pei Zhi inside.
"Pei Zhi, answer my question!" A journalist persevered.
He held up the microphone.
"Some people say that a slap doesn't make a sound, and Guan Chuchu was bullied because she also had problems."
Pei Zhi paused for a long time and turned to look.
The male reporter squeezed over excitedly in order to get the news of Nenghuo.
"What do you think?"
Pei Zhi looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were cold and gloomy.
"Smack-" slammed his palm.
Everyone's pupils widened in shock.
Pei Zhi raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "Did it ring?" ”
The male reporter came back to his senses and looked at her angrily.
"How can you hit someone!"
Pei Zhi understated: "Am I not answering your question?" ”。
The male reporter was angry and wanted to theorize, but he was pulled by the collar and brought out.