Chapter 1158： little girl

Liao Liqin shook her head: "Your professionalism is very good, which makes you fully qualified for any role among lawyers, prosecutors, and judges, but from a long-term perspective, the value created by you as a lawyer is very likely It’s much bigger than being a prosecutor."

Mu Zi frowned and couldn't accept it for a while.

For a long time, she has been steadfast in wanting to become a prosecutor. Now she suddenly heard such an evaluation, she was a little confused, a little confused...

Just like the plan was accidentally disrupted, the original clear direction was also messed up.

She really did not expect that because of the pet abuse case, her future path would be shifted like this...

Mu Zidai sat in Liao Liqin's office, silent.

At this time, Liao Liqin said again: "I am not alone in feeling this way."

Mu Zi couldn't help asking: "Is it because I have too many lawsuits, so the teachers think I am more suitable to be a lawyer?"

Liao Liqin listened, smiled, did not answer her, but asked: "Why do you want to be a prosecutor so much?"

why?

What was the reason... Mu Zi didn't remember either.

A goal persists for so long that the original reason is forgotten.

If you recall carefully, it seems to prove your usefulness.

When she was very young, her mother thought she was a cumbersome, so she threw it to her grandmother and remarried herself to others.

After learning about this, the neighbor agreed with her mother's practice. The grandmother said: A girl is useless, and staying around will only drag herself down, and she can't do it.

...Later, she studied very hard, with no distractions, skipped a few levels, took the best university, and then entered the Judicial Training Institute to become a prosecutor.

Subconsciously, I always want to prove that I am not a burden.

The old things made my heart gloomy. Mu Zi didn't want to think about it anymore. She pulled the corner of her mouth and barely smiled and said, "I will consider it carefully."

Liao Liqin nodded.

...

When I left the school, there was a light rain in the sky. There was no wind, and the raindrops scattered on the car windows, one by one.

Mu Zi looked sideways at the car window, feeling that the rain was like her mood at the moment, chaotic, but gradually covering the whole heart, unavoidable.

After far from the city, the rain became heavier and there were few vehicles on the road.

The driver suddenly said, "Madam, there is a little girl in the middle of the road ahead."

The bodyguard in the passenger seat said: "Is it a deaf child? Why can't I hear the horn?"

Mu Zi raised her eyes and glanced, there was indeed a little girl in front of them, with her back to them, she looked like she was about seven or eight years old.

Because the little girl was standing in the middle of the road, no matter how the driver honked the horn, their car could only stop slowly.

The bodyguard pushed the door of the car, went out in the rain and asked, and came back a moment later and said to Mu Zi: "Madam, the kid said that he ran out and was too hungry to walk. He asked if he could take our car. "

Mu Zi thought for a while, and said, "Let her come over. You should catch a cold after the rain for a while. Take it home first, and then find a way to contact her parents to pick up the child."

The bodyguard nodded, and then led the little girl over.

The car behind was full of fierce bodyguards, and Mu Zi was afraid of scaring the child, so he let the little girl sit with him.

She wiped the little girl with a dry tissue and wiped the rain from her head and face. She felt that the child was white and lovely, but a little too thin. It looked pitiful, with a pointed jaw, and his lips were white with cold.

"What's your name?" Mu Zi asked.

"Tangtang." The voice was crisp.

Mu Zi said, "Tangtang, where do you live? Auntie asked someone to take you back."

Tangtang frowned, her expression stubborn: "I don't want to go back."

"Why don't you want to go back?"

Tangtang raised her head, her small face was white and her eyes were dark, she stared at Mu Zi: "I quarreled with my dad, and he doesn't want to raise me."