"Brother Junzi?"
Liao Ying looked at Wu Jun in confusion.
Wu Jun shook his head at Liao Ying, comforting her, "You shouldn't sign yet."
Liao Ying immediately looked distressed, "I can't, Brother Junzi, they won't let Zhibin go. If Zhibin goes to jail, Niuniu and Pipi will be without a father."
Wu Jun patted Liao Ying's shoulder, smiling as he said, "Trust me, don't sign. If you do, you'll be giving them leverage. Don't worry, I'll help you handle this. We can't just let them lead us by the nose. Whether or not your husband is at fault, we need to talk this out openly. I'll find you a lawyer, let the professionals handle it, you don't need to worry!"
Hearing Wu Jun's words, Liao Ying felt relieved but still a bit unsure, and asked hesitantly,
"Will that work? Can you find a lawyer to handle this?"
Wu Jun smiled, "Your Brother Junzi can handle this small matter."
