I love you, I won't kill you

When Margaret Lee, who was suffering from severe depression, drove her car into the Han River, the image of standing on the witness stand in a Chicago court and testifying against her own nephew Li Junxi always appeared in her mind.

Three days later, when the black female judge Barbara Sanders dropped the wooden gavel of the ruling, Cui Zhiying in the public gallery felt her eyes darkened and passed out in the arms of her husband Li Xianyu.

"After a unanimous jury verdict, defendant Michael Lee was found guilty of four of the five charges. Effective immediately, he will be sent to the state prison to serve a sentence of nine years and seven months. After serving more than five years Afterwards, he will be allowed to apply for parole..." Justice Sanders' sentence on Michael echoed in the solemn court for a long time.

"Mom, Dad, aunt, I was wrong. I hope you can forgive me!" Wearing a gray suit with tears of remorse on his face, Michael turned around and shouted at Li Xianyu and his wife and Margaret before being handcuffed by the white bailiffs. Speak Korean.

Li Xianyu still remembered what he said to Margaret at the hotel three days ago.However, what the Korean father didn't understand was why his son Li Junxi went to a US prison after doing what his defense lawyer asked.

With heavy footsteps, he supported his wife Cui Zhiying and walked beside his sister. Li Xianyu slowly said to Margaret, "Sister, now you have also seen the changes in the past few days. I almost lost all my property. Why do you want Junxi to go to jail?"

"Brother, I...I just want to say sorry to you. The opposing lawyer is the most famous prosecution lawyer in Chicago, and he wants to win the case for the victim no matter what."

"What do you mean? Could it be that you mean..."

"Well, you know how American lawyers charge fees. One of them is the contingency fee. Not only must Junxi be charged with a criminal offense, but also with civil liability and compensation. Only in this way can she earn her lawyer's share fee."

After several conversations, Li Xianyu looked helplessly at the American family outside the courtroom who was walking towards the parking lot.Margaret seemed to see something, and whispered to him, "Brother, what are you thinking? Go back to the hotel."

Sheriff Mitchell and his wife drove away from the courthouse. When Julie got into her car, she said to Claire next to her, "Uh...I have something I want to talk to you about."

Claire said casually, "Do you want to ask me if they will retaliate against you for this?"

Susan, who was sitting in the back seat, quickly said, "Yes, yes. Uh... Detective, what should we do then?"

"Hehe. Uh... don't worry, everything will be fine with us here."

Susan snorted softly and leaned back on the seat, "It's useless to say it. When you show up, it will be too late."

At this time, Connie walked over with brisk steps, leaned against the car door and smiled at several people, "Hey, ladies, are you free to have a drink tonight? I'll treat you."

"No problem. The $90 legal fee is too easy to come by." Claire yelled in an air of anger.

"Okay, Claire, I can accompany you if you want to drink. Thank you again for your help, Ms. Hendricks." Julie raised her face calmly and smiled at Connie.

"Why, have you treated me as a stranger so quickly? Call me Connie, okay? Uh...I'll call you tonight. See you later, ladies!" Connie dropped a meaningful sentence and left took Julie's convertible.

"Haha, Julie, she's asking you for a date!" Susan felt a little uncomfortable while laughing at Julie.

"Fuck you, why don't you go for me at night. Claire, you'd better go back to the police station, I'm fine." After scolding Susan, Julie politely asked to get off at Claire.

"Little girl, are you sure you don't need the police escort? Well, I'm leaving." Claire said as she opened the car door.

When returning to her parents' house in Lincoln, Susan asked in confusion, "Why do you have to let Detective Morgan go at this time?"

Julie drove slowly and looked back at her, "Hehe, there are some things I can't tell her."

"What? Oh, is it related to that senior lawyer looking for a date with you just now?"

"Please, if she treats me as an ordinary good friend, it's okay to have a drink or two. But now I think another thing is more important than drinking with her."

"Hehe, finally admit it?! Tell me, what is it?"

"After this incident, I feel that what my father said is not necessarily correct. For example, you can't buy some dangerous items."

Susan opened her eyes wide and said, "What did your father say? Buying dangerous stuff? God, you didn't mean to buy..."

Julie asked with a strange look, "Come on, isn't it just to go to the gun shop! Why are you so nervous?"

"God, do you really think buying those things is as easy as buying a T-shirt or a pair of high heels?" Susan pressed.

"Listen, after Connie won this lawsuit for me, that guy will definitely find a way to get back at me. Do you understand?" Julie explained to her seriously.

"Yes, I understand. This woman Hendricks is too powerful, and almost made the defendant's family impoverished." Susan said.

"Eh, I don't want to do that either. I just wanted to punish that guy at first, but I didn't expect Connie to..."

Susan brushed her hair that was blown by the wind, and said coldly, "Okay, you got 210 million dollars in damages for no reason. Now, you can have fun with the rich people of Wall Street!? "

Julie felt that Susan might be angry with herself, and quickly said, "Hey, what's going on? Susan, you are both a witness and one of the victims. How could I take this money all by myself?"

"Hahaha, you're not afraid that I'll kill you and take the 210 million dollars all by myself?" Susan said presumptuously.

"No problem, you can take all the money. However, before you kill me, I will kill you first." Julie responded bluntly.

Susan smiled happily and said, "Detective Morgan is right, you are indeed a little girl. Tonight... why don't you have a drink with me? Then..."

"Then... sleep in your own bed! Hahaha!" Julie knew what she wanted to say, and shouted deliberately.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Julie and Susan drove to the southwest of the Loop, a bustling business district in Chicago.A few minutes later, the car turned into West Taylor Street and parked diagonally across from a roast beef restaurant called "Al's No. 1."

"Is this restaurant famous? Hehe, why is there a number one?" Susan asked as she got off the car, looking at the restaurant across the road.

"Of course! From the first day Al and his sister and brother-in-law opened it in 1938, it's the most famous roast beef restaurant in Chicago." Julie explained to Susan when she got out of the car.

Looking at the local diners and many foreign tourists coming in and out of the restaurant, Susan said, "You can see how popular this place is from the eyes and faces of these people. Uh... very good! 1938.. .a lot happened in 1938."

Julie sat on the open-air seat outside the restaurant and said with a smile, "Do you want to tell all the world events that happened in 1938?"

"Hehehe! By the way, you brought me here for lunch, are you trying to tell me something?" Susan asked sitting opposite.

"This is the West Side of Chicago, uh... there are some things I want." Julie said slowly.

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